Psychopaths

#22

2 Years passed by Ahzarel. Now he is 3 years old. That day he was with his father and mother. At first glance, Wil and Ahzarel are not much different, because their eye colors are the same.

He stared intently at his own busy father with paper drawings of pie charts and tube diagrams. He crawled up to his father and tugged at the sleeves of the clothes the man was wearing.

"Papa," call him.

"Hm?" Wil didn't look at his son at all. It makes Ahzarel sad. He took a dragon doll and pelted his father with it.

Wil's eyes were bright red he had just wanted to shed some emotion, but Laura immediately closed Wil's mouth tightly with the palm of her hand and gave a bag of ice cubes to his head. "What the hell, Ra!?"

"Can't be angry at a child."

Ahzarel's face flushed red, his eyelids shedding tears. He was afraid to see his father who was riding on the black earlier.

"Mama, Alel atut!" The boy stretched out his hand into the air, he wanted to be embraced by his mother.

Laura approached and held a tiny angel named Ahzarel. "Papa you're busy, baby, don't bother first. Later you will be bitten by the wolf," said Laura. Ahzarel stuck out his tongue mocking Wil.

"Demon boy," muttered Wil. Those words reached Laura's eardrum.

"Reflect!" Reply Laura.

"You better go, I don't want to be disturbed."

"Whatever, let's love we go to the back garden." Laura cradled Ahzarel. He passed Wil and patted the man hard.

In the garden behind the house. Ahzarel walked with Laura, his mother. Suddenly Laura took Ahzarel off because someone pulled her.

"Ah, Mama!" The screech. He can already be balanced to stand. 2 steps he walked, fell. He did not give up and kept getting up every time he fell.

"I want to talk, Ra," Wil said. She pulled Laura's body.

"You know what? Your actions were dangerous!"

"Continue?"

"Bodo time! What do you want to talk about?"

Wil bit off kissing Laura's nape and then approached her ear. The man kissed Laura's lips and played his tongue inside Laura's mouth. They did not realize that Ahzarel had been watching him, sitting up and propping up his chin.

"I want another child" he said

"Just Wil, I'll think about it later."

"What do you want to think about anyway?"

"Here you go, I'll make a decision when I want to sleep."

"The thing is now," Wil said spoiledly as he leaned his head against Laura's shoulders.

"Papa, little boy!" Ahzarel stammered, for he had not yet been fluent in speech.

"Reflect!"

The sharp gaze of the two was no less creepy. It was as if there was lightning between their eyes. Laura closed Wil's eyes to stop the tension.

"Okay, we'll eat first." Laura held Ahzarel and placed him in her high chair.

Laura poured warm porridge for Ahzarel and fed it little by little. Seeing that Wil's heart was hot because it did not get the attention of Laura.

Wil gripped the glass until it cracked and broke. Counting on Wil's experience, he has done it more than 30 times.

"Yes God. What are you doing anyway?"

"I don't know" replied Wil. He got out of his chair with a bloody hand.

"Are you jealous?"

"What the hell! Urucine on Ahzarel!"

Ahzarel looked at the Mother with teary eyes. "Wolf instead, Ma," Ahzarel said with his plain red eyes glazed over.

"It's noon you have to sleep."

"Ma, I'm looking for a base of francis!"

"Learn as papa ya, mama can't."

Ahzarel pursed his lips like a bird's beak. Laura pinched her cheek and took her to Ahzarel's restroom.

The black and maroon themed room looked dark even though the lights were turned on. I don't know what makes my son like this theme.

After her son fell asleep, Laura headed to the room and found Wil sleeping on the sofa with bleeding hands and began to dry up.

"Wil, wake up Wil!" Her husband did not wake up. The woman bit Wil's lips, the man's eyes were half open. Laura let go of her teeth and started to misbehave.

"When you do, you don't cut my sleep" Wil said, massaging his nose.

"I'll treat your hands first" said Laura. He took the P3K box and began treating Wil's hands, although he had to endure his hunger for blood.

"I'm not surprised. You comfortable with a gini's injured hand?"

"Poor."

"Aren't you afraid of infection?"

"Son" replied Wil briefly.

"Your nerves are troubled" Laura said as she shook her head slowly.

With careless Laura pressed hard on Wil's wound. "Akhs! Sick, Ra!"

"Your nerves are damaged Wil****," Laura said.

"Need to call a service person?"

"Different Wil, I'm serious!"

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

"No," answered Laura.

The door was knocked many times. "Open the door, it's the police!" Wil opened the door with Laura behind him.

"Why?"

"We got a report you've killed about 100 people, right?"

"Who said that?" An uneasiness enveloped Wil.

"Mr Sean and Miss Chalis."

"Do you have any evidence?"

"We have everything in this USB," the police officer said, pointing out the small object called the USB.

"Jil." Laura hugged Wil's burly arm tightly. "Don't leave me," he said softly.

Wil said everything would be fine. He followed the police officer to a cursed place called the police station. Laura took her son and followed him to the police station.

The trial period passed. The judge decided to execute Wil. The man was expecting it but he was scared. He was afraid to be separated from his son and his wife.

"Wil, you promised me you'd accompany me until death to pick up 'the two of us'!"

"I didn't know Sean was that slick. Sorry Aura, I can't keep my promise."

"Basic Wil is a liar! I hate you Wil!"

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS ALL WIL WHY?"

"YOU WANT ME TO DIE ALONE HUH!?"

"TAKE YOUR AURA DOWN!"

"My kind of killer deserves to die like this!"

"Our son needs you! He loves you, Wil. But you left him! How much you got!"

"Shut up and think about Ahzarel's future."

"If he gets hurt, I'll haunt you!"

"You're making me sadder!"

"But, Wil I'm gonna miss you so much."

"I'm also Aura****." Wil touched the glass between them. He smiled in his last moments. That made Laura very upset. How could he smile when death would pick him up?

"I'm confused Wil. What am I supposed to say to Ahzarel?"

"Say what it is. Now it's night, you better get some sleep so you don't get sick."

"No way,"

At Ahzarel's house he was confused because his mother was walking alone without her father.

"Ma? Where's papa?" Ask. Laura grabbed her child and cried.

"Mama? I grieved mama crying!"

"Well, you have to be patient."

"Why, Ma? Doesn't papa love me anymore?"

"No, papa you have to go forever. Sorry mama had to say this," Laura said with sobs accompanying her.

"If there's no papa, there's still me!"

"Yes, thank you. You're always by my mom's side." Laura was getting closer to Ahzarel. Enough he lost 1 of his property, namely, the husband.

The next morning, Laura woke up during the day. He couldn't sleep all night, crying over a wooden frame with a picture of his wedding to Wil.

His eyes were puffy from crying all night. Chalis walked into his room with a tray in his hand. "Miss, you eat first yes," he said.

But Laura had no appetite, her stomach was filled with sadness. "Mom should eat!" Said the little prince while shaking his waist.

"Mom should eat, right no, Bi?" Ask Ahzarel in good English.

"The little prince is right Miss."

"I'll eat later" said Laura, pulling back the blanket.

"Can't, I'm the king here ehehe! Mama has to eat!"

"Alright, mama ate. With little prince mama."

The house bell rings. Laura opened the door with her hair still wet from having just finished her bath.

"WIL!?"

Wil pointed at 2 fingers. Laura immediately clutched the body of the husband. Wil stroked his head and kissed Laura's forehead.

"I know it's your last day" Laura said she wouldn't let go of her wound. If only time had stopped for the day.

"We spent time together, huh?" The man let go of Laura's tight hold. The woman rubbed her tears that constantly came out.

"Father!" Strangled Ahzarel and jumped straight into Wil's arms.

"What about family photos?"

"Yes, I agree." The three of them changed clothes.

Laura was already holding the camera and they were taking pictures together.

Time feels so fast. Time has shown at 10 p.m. "I want this time to stop!"

"I hope so too. If time could be repeated." Wil recounts his past as a bedtime story for Laura.

Coinciding with the end of the story. Laura sleeps asleep, she's been walking around in dreamland accompanied by Wil.

The sunlight is shining again. Laura saw Wil wearing the hood of his jacket about to leave. Laura immediately jumped from the frame of her bed and approached Wil who was about to be brought by the officer. He pulled Wil's hand, preventing him from leaving.

Laura cried as her husband was forcibly taken by officers. Wil slowly moved away and occasionally looked back and showed a sweet morning smile.