Psychopaths

#38

Ahzarel saw the gas meter, which was half the gasoline he had spent in circles to fetch death. But the death has not yet taken him.

Ahzarel decided to go home, because he was already tired of being inner and physical. However, when he was near a traffic light, he saw an accident. A car crash hit the car in front of him.

"Maybe if I follow the exclamation, ah but no. Not today."

Ahzarel chose to turn the road, just about to raise the speed of his car, a woman carelessly crossed the road without looking to the right and to the left.

Panicked, Ahzarel stepped on the brake pedal of his car. Fortunately, Moge did not fall back because of that. The two men regulate their breathing, to be stable.

Tired, Ahzarel provoked his emotions. He got out of the car and wanted to yell at the woman. However, when he was about to berate her, he saw the face of the woman, the woman was Lina.

He immediately restrained his emotions and apologized to the woman. When all was well, Ahzarel left the place.

As she said, Ahzarel did not want to bother Lina anymore.

Arriving at the apartment, Ahzarel settles down on the bed. The man looked at the photo of Lina inside his phone, to let go of the longing.

"Huft, I promise Lina won't bother you again, forever. Let me feel this deep loneliness."

Ahzarel threw his cell phone into the wall, falling apart. He really does but wants to annoy anyone again.

From tomorrow may be forever, Ahzarel runs the day without anyone following him. Usually he was followed by Lina, wherever he went but now he was no longer.

Ahzarel decided to move to Europe, to accompany his parents even though they could not feel their affection or see their form.

Despite not seeing her again, Ahzarel asked his uncle to look after Lina. The man forced his uncle to return to Asia.

"I'm sorry I troubled you, Om Roy."

Ahzarel had told Roy, fortunately his uncle was kind. He accepted Ahzarel's request.

"By the way, thank you, um, for taking care of my mother's funeral."

"Together, Rail. Anyway he's my cousin too" Roy said from behind the phone.

"Ah yes, hehe."

"Om get ready, see you. God bless you."

"God bless you too." Calls closed. Once in a lifetime Ahzarel said so.

Ahzarel book airline tickets online. He still sees the rest of the money is quite a lot, not enough even very much. He ordered pizza because he wanted to eat it.

2 Hours later, the room bell rang. Ahzarel turned on the push of his doorbell camera button, seeing who was in front of his apartment room.

"Lina?" Ahzarel spontaneously smiled looking at the woman's face. He was holding a box of pizzas, and he was grumbling.

"Ngapain the hell Yuki asked me to deliver, even though he could. You busy ass," dumel Lina, then let out a rough sigh.

Ahzarel opened the door of his room and immediately snatched the pizza from Lina's hands. "You're the-"

"Need tip?" Ask Ahzarel without further ado. Lina nodded quickly, the man re-entered his room and took the money. He immediately gave the money and closed the door.

Ahzarel hesitated, he turned his body and grabbed the door hinge. His mind changed again, he moved away and had the pizza on his desk.

"Good meal" he told himself. He opened the pizza box, and he wanted to touch the pizza.

"Not washed your hands." The man went to the sink and washed his hands. He then enjoyed the pizza, with a topping full of cheese.

He only comforts himself, it does not mean happy on the death of his mother. He remembers eating pizza with his mother the last time he had a 14th birthday.

"Now I eat alone, but not on my birthday. Except on the day of my mother's death."

After the meal, Ahzarel's hygiene properties were pervasive. He cleaned the room and prepared clothes and other necessities to Europe.

Her ears did not wrongly catch the voice of a woman, who said she sucks. Ahzarel looked towards the source of the voice, it meant that it was behind him.

The woman laughed happily, and beside her was a woman about 47 years old.

Hearing his laughter, the man was happy, though invisible. Sam ran towards Ahzarel. His breathing was wheezing, but behind him, Roy walked leisurely and greeted Ahzarel briefly.

"Yes, Rail. Hopefully at home in Europe, it's really cold" Roy waved his hand briefly.

"Yes, um."

Roy's eyes point to the back seat, "Your boyfriend, no, no, no?" Roy asked, elbowing Ahzarel's arm.

"He's not my girlfriend" Ahazarel replied coldly.

Not only Roy, Lina and Sam were also surprised by the tone of voice that seemed to not care so.

"Don't talk, come on Sam." Sam nodded, trailing his master to the plane.

"Sorry, Lin."

On the other hand, Lina was in a taxi to her aunt's house that had been abandoned for 6 months.

He looked out the car window, remembering Ahzarel's nature. "She's changed, what's wrong?"

"He used to say goodbye to leaving." Lina was completely confused, it was like it was not Ahzarel that she knew.

"Lin, your uncle has arrived first" said Aunt Lina.

"Really!? Wow, hurry up too!" Lina's mood changed instantly. Her aunt nodded, she smiled happily, looking at her cheerful returning nephew.

Lina began to draw up a plan when she got home later. He planned to tidy up the room, make dinner, hallucinate overnight in the room.

"You take a shower first, yes, just do that activity" said his aunt.

"Yes, Tan, definitely!"

Arriving home, Lina washed herself, and immediately did her plan. When all was well, he was just waiting for the night.

He accidentally saw Ahzarel's contact number on his phone. He wanted to press the phone. But he thought twice. He accidentally pressed it, completely by accident.

"Geez!" Inner scream. Not long after, the call was picked up by Ahzarel.

"Hello?" From across the phone, open the conversation.

"Um hello, Rel," Lina replied nervously. He was not ready, his conversation became awkward.

"What's wrong? I'm busy."

"Yes, just turn it off" said Lina. Calls closed by Ahzarel. Lina tapped her head on the phone screen.

"Yeah! Pusket anyway!"

"Whose call is it?" Ask uncle Lina.

"Temen. I have no intention of calling, but his finger is naughty, play a number-pick," replied Lina. He pretended to scold his own thumb.

"Haha, is that it?"

"Yes, hehe."

On the other hand, Ahzarel was picking up the number that called him earlier. He had promised himself not to bother Lina again.

He actually wanted to chat to share his heart, but maybe not today. "Thank you for everything, Lin."