Psychopaths

#30

Monday, 17:30. Almost all students have left school, some students and students are running pickets as an obligation after school. So did Ahzarel and Lina.

The blue-eyed girl was trying to reach the top of the blackboard, some maggot writing was erased.

"Ih, pegs," said Ahzarel who was sweeping the floor.

"You're a pole!" Reply Lina. It was very desirable for him to throw an eraser in Ahzarel's face.

"Why don't you sweep it?" Ahzarel asked while thrusting a sage at Lina.

"Yes!" Lina said, seizing the broom from Ahzarel's hand.

Some students have finished their pickets, they say goodbye. Ahzarel and Lina are in class. However, someone with his cry entered the classroom and made a fuss.

"Ahzarel!! Let's go home!" He said, holding Ahzarel's right hand.

"I'm busy, first of all" said Ahzarel.

"Oh, it's left-handed man anyway," muttered Lina's mind. He continued his activity until it was finished and put the broom in place.

As she was leaving the classroom, Ahzarel made a sound, making Lina stop her footsteps somewhere in front of the door. "Who told the assistant to leave his employer?"

"Hurry now! I have to copy your book!"

"Patience" Ahzarel said, removing his hand from Aerin's embrace, and placing the eraser on the teacher's desk drawer.

"Bring me dong's bag." Lina was wide-eyed, her bag was already heavy let alone Ahzarel's bag.

"What!? Hello?"

"I'm serious, take that or give me my book back."

"Eh yes!" Lina immediately picked up Ahzarel's bag and took it with her, unexpectedly lighter.

"You didn't bring all the lessons?"

"No, what's it doing?"

"It's been a relaxing time in your life" Lina said, trailing Ahzarel and Aerin.

"Eh, bring my bag too dong."

"He is my assistant and can only serve me and not anyone else" Ahzarel said, then pulled Lina's hand to walk along with him.

At the photocopying place near, "What's the beautiful lady and ...." The woman who was guarding was silent to the look of Ahzarel, which made her heart flower.

"Master is handsome," he continued.

"Mom, I want a photocopy of this, everything."

"Well wait a minute."

Ahzarel's mind suddenly rattled, everywhere. His chest felt something was stirring. "Why is that?" He looked back, his eyes sweeping the surroundings. He felt a pair of eyes watching him, but where was it?

"Rel, what's wrong with you?"

"A danger is coming, but I don't know what it is."

"Feelings doang kali," said Lina who came to look around.

"Hopefully. Oia, get me my bag."

"Yes, I almost forgot" Lina said as she patted her forehead. He gave the bag away, but Lina now felt the same way. It was as if the feeling flowed from Ahzarel to him.

"My feeling is not good" Lina said as she touched her chest. He felt something bad was going to happen.

Ahzarel suddenly bowed while pulling Lina's head to go with him. On returning to his feet, a middle-aged woman next to Lina lay with a bloody head, and her son cried loudly to see his mother helpless.

"You okay?" Ask Ahzarel. Lina was still shocked by the incident. Death had almost picked him up that day.

Someone around called an ambulance immediately. Behind the crowd, a man was upset while clenching his hands. He moved away from the crowd, then called his boss.

"Boss, I failed again! I'm sorry."

"Basic suck!" The man behind the phone scolded her, so found another way.

"Bring him here, whatever it takes!" Say it and close the phone. Her tongue gripped the phone tightly until it was shattered.

"Just wait, Ahzarel." He looked at a picture of himself with his twins. They're not happy with each other. Until one by one they leave and never come back.

Someone walked into his office with a woman who looked young and shackled. The man approached the woman who was just thrown into his office.

Without saying much, the man showed Ahzarel a picture behind the windowpanes at his school. "Is this your son?" Ask.

The woman looked up and raised her eyebrows. "You want what my son is!?"

"I asked you to ...." He said, he grinned while giggling.

"Don't you try!!" Screeched Laura.

"Sorry, it failed twice. This time will not fail," he said, waiting for a smile. Laura could only hope that her son would always be protected by the Almighty.

He becomes paranoid and anxious if he is going to travel. However, Ahzarel said everything would be fine, but not with Lina. The girl felt that the person closest to her was in danger, but who was she?

"Pasak, you're embarrassing me" Ahzarel said, wiping Lina's tears.

"Stop calling me that, I have a name tau!" Said Lina while sobbing. The girl's tears came out even more.

"What the hell are you crying about?"

"Since when do you care?" Ask Lina back. Ahzarel only snorted and did not silence his mouth at the destination stop.

Ahzarel felt that someone was watching him again. He looked for where the pair of eyes were. "It's just a feeling" he said in his heart, suggesting he wasn't panicking.

Arriving at the destination stop. It was raining heavily, some people were lucky to bring raincoats and umbrellas. "Cook, did you bring an umbrella?"

"You didn't bring it yourself?"

"If I take it, I don't."

"Yes, too" Lina said as she stared at the sky covered in gray clouds. Then, his eyes saw the road that had a puddle of water with a car that passed by.

His arm touched Ahzarel's arm, cold as a corpse. "You're cold?" Ask Lina.

"Son" Ahzarel answered briefly, and put his hand into a bag of pants.

The cup!

A kiss landed on Lina's lips. When she realized that Ahzarel was kissing her.

Ahzarel turned his lips away after a while. He looked around and then breathed.

"You stole my first kiss!" Said Lina with a raised tone. It pinched from the arm to the man's stomach.

"Akhs! Aw! What the hell?"

"My lips are no longer holy because of you!" Lina said while trying to hit Ahzarel, but her head was held back by the man's heavy hand.

"For safety's sake, it doesn't mean anything else."

"Gee! Though my lips are only for the class leader!"

"He's a charmer, not just you who likes."

The rain subsided, Ahzarel recklessly crashing the rain with a relaxed path. He did not want to waste energy just to run towards the house.

Arriving at home, he was so lazy to visit the bathroom. However, he forced his laziness and headed for the bathroom, to wash himself.

He felt so tired all day, the man immediately broke down and closed his eyes tightly.

However, for some time he felt a small object stabbing his neck. He forced his eyes open, looking at an old man with snow-white hair and red eyes that were like lights.

His eyes were so heavy that he could not resist his drowsiness.

His eyes slowly opened. Staring around with a familiar woman in his eyes. "Mama?" Ask in the heart. However, due to the darkness that enveloped her, she could not see clearly who the woman was.

His eyes were heavy to open. However, the loud sound of things surprised him. "Well, I woke up. 'My grandchildren'" he said.

"Since when has a grandfather kidnapped his own grandson?" Ask Ahzarel in a soft voice.

A knife touched the surface of the skin on his neck. "You should know that your father is a murderer. He killed his own change."

"Who? I don't know" said Ahzarel. The man's hand swung the knife, causing a scratch on Ahzarel's neck. Fresh red liquid, coming out of the man's neck.

"Don't cut while the parents are talking!" The man swung his hand again, and the knife hurt Ahzarel's cheek.

"Sean and William always fight, but I don't know why they are like that? I finally separated them when I was five. But when they were twenty-two, they met again at the University. But it turns out that it kills each other, silly."

"Again my father is dead, old man! Why am I in trouble!?" Ask Ahzarel in a high tone.

"Because if Sean has no children, then you shouldn't be around either. Ahahaha!" The knife stabbed the man in the shoulder. Then the man took the second knife and stabbed it in Ahzarel's stomach.

The man groaned in pain. The coldness actually pierced into his skin.

"This beautiful woman's turn as well." The old man's feet stepped closer to the unconscious woman.

"Don't approach my mother!" Ahzarel said while stammering with pain. He tried to remove the tie with the folding knife he always carried.

The rope was cut off, the man pulled out two knives that stuck and directly attacked the man who was about to injure the Mother.

However, the man instantly noticed it and parried Ahzarel's knife with his knife. "You're smart, like your father."

"I don't care, but don't hurt my mom or you'll regret it."

"Aren't you the one who's gonna regret it?" Five men came out of the darkness with their air rifles. Ready to pull the trigger anytime.

"I will protect my mother even if I have to die! Take that old man!"

The man brandished a knife while smiling as if he was going to win.