Psychopaths
#36
Lina had finished class, she stretched her body. He felt tired and bored today, until he yawned several times. "Ngapain huh?" Ask yourself.
His job is so much that it makes him stressed. He intended to postpone the task for a day. "Hi, Lina," said someone, gawking at the window. The man was Ahzarel, he greeted the woman engraved in his heart.
"When were you there?" I asked Lina to Ahzarel.
"Maybe 10 minutes ago****." Ahzarel looked up at the sky and wondered to himself.
"Yes, there go home," said Lina while tidying up her books. He walked out of class, into the locker room.
In the middle of the road, Lina forgot her own phone. "Oh my God, Lina! You are so stupid!" murmured Lina while patting her forehead.
Forced the young woman to go to class and find Ahzarel sitting in his chair with his long legs, which protrude on the table. Her tongue was holding the phone, while giggling.
"Haha, your childhood pictures are funny too."
"Give me my phone back." Lina thrust out her hand to receive her phone.
"5 minutes" replied Ahzarel. Not yet touched the 300th second. Ahzarel has returned his phone.
"Thank you for the picture" Ahzarel said, grinning. He jumps out the window occasionally looking back and waving.
"Image?" Lina saw the gallery was empty, all the photos2nya already taken Ahzarel. "AHZARELL!" The screech out the window.
Because of that, all the students and students looked towards Lina. "Ah, sorry!" He said while bowing his body.
"Fucking ahzarel," murmured Lina inwardly. He just went home, rather than he was getting stressed out of meeting Ahzarel, intentionally or not.
Arriving at the apartment, Lina jumped on the bed. Jumping on it, while singing songs with random, as well as high volume.
Suddenly a message came in, from a number he did not know. All his childhood photos are back, at the end of all the photos there is a 'peace'.
"It's so fucking human."
The jet-black-haired man was in hiding, watching Laura who was visiting her husband's resting place. He was aiming right at the heart of the woman. When the focal point is stable, the man pulls the trigger.
He used a soundproof rifle. That's why it doesn't invite a fuss. Blood seeped on the woman's white shirt.
Other pilgrims frantically tried to stop Laura's bleeding, providing first aid. However, while the ambulance was on its way, Laura breathed her last breath next to her husband's grave.
The man left the cemetery. He took the phone and told me everything was fine.
The woman across the phone smirked while chuckling in a cruel tone. "Let's see, how did you survive Ahzarel?"
"Mistake it yourself you killed my twin sister, you devil!!" The woman throws, flipping the table with flames of fury.
Revenge was held deep in his heart. As if a bomb was about to explode, he shouted loudly in his private room.
The woman took the baton and swung it at whatever was around her. He imagined that these things were men he hated, grudges.
"Just look at the demon lord, I will kill you in no time!"
The woman picked up her cell phone, her chest blooming with anger. This was only half of his anger, the rest were still stuck in the depths of his heart.
"You killed my husband, my twin brother, even my son. As soon as you're born, bad luck comes to your son!"
"Especially the woman with her ugly purple eyes! That kind of village, why would Wil fall in love with her?"
The woman sat back down and remembered her past.
On February 29, Wil and Sean felt the still warm air of the world in the delivery room. Her lips smiled sweetly, very cute like mochi.
Ardila, Wil's biological mother. Smiling at the birth of his prince. "It's good to keep loving mom" she said, then kissed her son's forehead.
"I want to name him, William and Sean."
"Haha, I agree, baby."
Years passed, Wil had just returned home from school, using the school bus. Just as he opened the door, a horrifying sight greeted him.
The two old men were lying with blood pooling around him. In the middle of them was a man holding a small knife.
The man immediately left the house. Wil shook the body of the couple's husband and wife. Crying because they never wake up.
The plain boy was confused as to what to do, he picked up a suitcase and went out of the house. Until I find a new parent.
2 hours after Wil left the house, Ardila opened her eyes, with all her body sore from the stab given by the man. She also woke her husband by force.
When her husband regained consciousness, Ardila called Wil. But the boy did not come.
She ran in panic, and her husband helped. They split up to find Wil until they went around the town they lived in, but no one knew Wil.
"Nobody has seen our child" Ardila said.
The husband, Rahen, also thinks the same. He nodded with a disappointed face.
"But we still have Sean baby. Relax, yes" said Rahen. He stroked his wife's shoulder and returned home.
Sean was watching television in his uniform that he had not yet changed. "Honey change the uniform dong, here papa bathe yes," said Rahen. She took her son and took him to the bathroom.
Ardila was pacing back and forth in her room, she was worried about Wil disappearing. Sean was about 22 years old. They moved the city. Sean wants to achieve his goals as a surgeon.
He moved to one of the universities in the city that was quite far from the city he lived in. Sean accidentally saw the brother with Laura, was wearing the necklace of the woman, from there the meeting between Ahzarel and his twin.
His mother told Sean, "Whatever your brother's fault, don't report him to the police."
Sean obeyed him until the war began. Sean begins to take revenge on his own twin. He was spiteful and hated because Wil's life was never enveloped by debt.
However, after a grudge injures him, Sean gathers evidence before he dies. Proof of some cctv and Wil phone contents.
"What are you doing Sean?" Ask mother. Sean was very focused, not answering his mother's questions. He was busy fiddling with the keyboard and mouse.
"Sean?" Call mommy. Sean looked over and immediately closed the screen of his laptop.
"Eh, Ma, haven't slept?"
"It's 8 in the morning."
"Eh, um, I'm hungry! Ma, please bring me breakfast! Thanks!" Sean pushed his mother's back, leaving the room.
Sean waved and then closed the door. "It's almost a stare" Sean said with a sigh of relief. He sat back in his chair, and leaned back with a lethargic body.
"I hate that you're happy, Wil, you could've left your dying papa mama back then. You idiot!"
