SOLEDADS

Bickering

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"You hurt me, Max!"

"SILENCE!"

Sara clenched her mouth tightly, screaming and snapping Max almost crushed her baby. His hand told by Max's very strong check, about him being with Kenneth was not completed in the usual way.

Max's anger is on the verge and he still does not understand how the man's character when angry because all he knows is Max who is full of annoying smiles and soft sides and touches sweet on the skin.

"Darling, please slow down, you hurt my wrist," his great-grandson carefully tried to escape the deadly check that was about to finish him off.

"SHIT YOU, DAMN IT!"

Max turned his body quickly and Sara who was dragged with her head bowed it hit her chest hard.

"Abue, ma-sorry ...."

As he looked up to notice the man's expression, his misfortune increased again. The height of both are almost the same makes Sara again hit Max's chin.

"You're really looking to die? Are you tired of living?"

Max, who was on the verge of being conscious and not by emotion, strangled Sara's neck so tightly that the woman's body trembled in fear. His legs and hands were limp and he almost fell if behind him not a wall.

His head was throbbing pain from Max's pointed chin and now even to touch it he couldn't, his hands were numb.

His eyes began to water, creeks soaked the livid petals. Her life is over and the only person to commit murder and witness her death is Max, her own husband.

Clenching his eyes was the last way to welcome his death now. He's ready.

It's all over now. Starting from Peter who didn't want me, selling and making my body meaningless in front of this crazy guy.

As he had set himself up to die at Max's hands, the man suddenly shook his shoulders and shouted in anger.

"You really want to die? Why didn't you rebel? Where's your stubbornness, Sara?"

Max's chest rumbled, his heart racing fast. His eyes turned red and his jaw clenched tightly with teeth that sounded loud indicating that he was very angry. His emotions were overflowing wanting to kill.

The pain in her chin was not very painful, but the fact that Sara did not rebel at all to him made her emotions flare up. Also his dislike of the ugly man with Sara, yes, Max was jealous to see the closeness of the two.

"You've surrendered yourself apparently. No, your death cannot be that easy. I told you, even if you're broken, your life and death are in my hands. You won't die until I throw you away."

The grim grin for Sara, she did not dare to stare at the blue bead.

"Why not answer?! Did your tongue get bitten by a rat, idiot?"

Sara was silent without a word. Staring at him he was unable to say much less.

Max approaches and traps Sara's body on the wall. He touched the cheek that looked so smooth.

"Remember, Sara, you can't die before your time. I'm the first person who will witness your death!"

After saying that sentence, Max again pulled Sara's hand out of the narrow alley. But now it was not as rough as before, just that his steps were too fast and made Sara almost unable to catch up with him.

Without saying anything else, Max opened the car door for his wife and Sara according without much to argue. The woman sat with her face against the windshield without noticing Max staying flat on her.

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The atmosphere in the magnificent mansion was suddenly silent as Max and Sara came home. The two who always engage in small conversations and quarrels together feel different now.

There were no rashes coming out of Max's lips nor any spoiled whimpers from Sara. They have been quiet since. Only silence takes over.

Until entering the room, the mouths of the two were still tightly clenched. The unusual Max is ignored in such a way by Sara taking the initiative to leave his wife alone in the bathroom.

He went out to the balcony to calm himself while sucking on a nicotine object he took from a hidden place. His mind was taboo, not as clear as the times he was engrossed in flirting with his wife.

Max exhaled his coarse breath after sucking on the object and white smoke billowed through the air. He stared at his right hand which was used to strangle the neck of the tie belonging to the wife.

Max's expression remained flat, it was unclear what he was thinking. At least, through the puff of cigarette smoke and his rough breathing can be read what is in his heart.

Meanwhile, Sara who was pensive under the shower touched her neck which was hurt by Max's giggling earlier. The red color is circular there and a little sore if exposed to soapy water. Therefore, he who is used to soaking in the bathup chose a shower to wash himself.

Why don't you just kill me, Max? What good am I if you wait for the right time? Using Peter? It's no use! He sold me to you for his personal gain and also for his freedom, he didn't want me for a long time.

A speck of water from the shower wiped the water that also came out of his eyes. His limp body still felt fear approaching him by Max's cruel actions.

After a long time standing under the shower, Sara ended her activities. He came out of there with a towel wrapped around his body.

Where is he?

He looks there and searches for Max's whereabouts but finds no whereabouts. Wearing her clothes quickly, Sara who did not want to meet Max intended to seclude herself for a while.

When he opened the glass door that was connected to the balcony, he found the clothes that Max was wearing was lying on the floor. He was about to pick it up before Max got out of the pool and stopped him.

The wet hair and very handsome face again made Sara stunned. For a moment he forgot what had happened to him, the appearance of Max from underwater was as if there was a slow motion effect in his eyes.

Without blinking and remaining in a squatting position, Sara was speechless gawking.

"You're fascinated?"

The man's hoarse voice made him regain consciousness. Sara turned her face which must have been flushed and intended to escape immediately.

Not yet had time to reach the door, Max had held it tightly until he was wet again.

"You still angry?"

The question succeeded in making his heart beat. Sara pecks in her place, letting Max hold her. However, a moment later he broke away from Max.

Don't be influenced, Sara. He's a jerk.

"Darling?" Max called out to her and turned her body to face the man. "My jaw! You still mad?"

Very nervous and enduring the pain in her chest, Sara clenched her hands tightly and looked at Max. "Why are you asking? Oh, or are you sorry you didn't kill me?"

"Sara!"

"What?!"

Sara doesn't control herself anymore, anything Max says she'll answer unfiltered. Dead is dead, he thought. Everyone will die, it's just that my time is short compared to those who are lucky.

"Sorry," Max said. He pulled Sara in his arms. "I hurt you, I'm sorry."

Hearing the heartfelt confession that came from the man's lips, Sara almost shed tears if only she could not help it.

"Why are you apologizing? You have no right to apologize to me!"

"Darling ...."

"Don't say my name like that!"

To hold her heart back from being quickly crushed by the apology, Sara pretended to be sober.

"Come on, don't get mad again, okay?"

"Why should?"

"I'm jealous to see you with that guy."

Sara refrains from hugging back and says that she loves him very much. Nor did he look up at those blue eyes that were able to hypnotize him.

"Why are you jealous? You don't love me and you have no right to be jealous of me. You have a lover anyway."

Tell me you don't have a boyfriend, say, Max! I'll hug and forgive you if you say so.

Max's inertia made Sara realize that she was nothing more than a pet following her master wherever he went. He let go of Max's still-circled hand on his waist and threw away his face indifferently.

"I'm right, right? You have no right to be jealous of me. Why be jealous if there is another woman in your heart? You just don't like it when your pet is approached by someone else, do you? Don't be so selfish!"

After saying that sentence, Sara turned around. And Max's scream stopped his steps again.

"While you're my pet, you're mine and no one else's! I just want an animal like you! It's up to you to say I'm selfish and dictator, you're mine!"

Yeah, I know! Only Maxwell Del Montana could say that.

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