The Journey of Love Psychopath
Charli and Mira
The five of them walked into the study room belonging to daddy Alvonso. Arlan, Max, Debby, Denisa and Denisa are watching television.
In the workspace, daddy Alvonso sat in an oversized chair opposite mommy Laras, Alvonso, Alvian and Alviana only limited by the table.
" Daddy just go straight because daddy doesn't want Max to be suspicious of us" said daddy Alvonso without saying stale while staring one by one.
They silently listened to the words of daddy Alvonso who seemed to be very serious.
" Daddy is suspicious of Max, daddy doesn't know there seems to be something Max is hiding. How do you think?" connect daddy Alvonso while asking his family members.
" I'm the same and Max seems to be planning something with us" Alvonso said
" If Alvian is the same, when daddy, brother Alvonso and I met at the mall this afternoon and when I saw us it looks like Max holds a grudge against us" said Alvian.
" When Alviana sees that we're having dinner with Max, his face looks like someone but who is it?" ask Alviana while thinking.
" Mommy is the same as you but mommy can't bear to see Max as a kara" said mommy Laras in a sad tone.
" If you see Max, mommy feels Max is like a lost child and mommy wants Max to be able to forget his revenge against our family" continued mommy Laras.
" We better see who Max is. Alvonso, Alvian and Alviana serts mommy, daddy ask you to work together to find information through cctv recordings about Max." suggested daddy Alvonso.
" Good dad." said they compact
They work together to find Max's origin. It only takes less than 2 hours to finally be known.
" Max is the son of Zain Alonso and his mistress Angela Saraswati. Max a psycopath nurunin from his father Zain Alonso.." mommy Laras speech cut by daddy Alvonso.
" Mister Zain Alionso I seem to know. oh yes daddy just remember him who kidnapped mommy and Alvian who shot Mr. Zain Alionso" said daddy Alvonso.
" Oh yeah we just remembered." they said in unison.
" But the real thing our son shot was not Mr. Zain Alionso but the man who disguised himself as Mr. Zain Alonso. Mr. Zain Alonso and his wife, Lady Angela Saraswati, were murdered by a vengeful man who took possession of his property and disguised himself as Mr. Zain Alionso" said mommy Laras.
" Means Max thinks we killed his father when we didn't" Alvian said
" Yes right." answered daddy Alvonso
" Mommy will try to resuscitate Max with affection. Mommy please let us all work together to resuscitate Max." please mommy Laras.
" But mom, Max a psycopath would be very dangerous with our family. Daddy disagreed because daddy couldn't if mommy and the kids were hurt because of Max's revenge." reject daddy Alvonso
" Daddy, Max is like a lost child who needs affection and attention from all of us. Mommy please same daddy and you guys for good and attention with Max. Mommy believes Max will change with our sincerity" said Mommy Laras.
Everything in daddy Alvonso's workspace thinks except mommy Laras.
" Okay mom, Alviana agreed mommy's proposal. Hopefully, Max can change" Alviana said
" If Max doesn't change and kills us how?" ask daddy Alvonso.
" Life and death are destined. It could have been after Max we kicked out and his heartache grew could have Max killed our family members. If it is fate, it can be fought. Maybe with Max's affection our family can make it change" said mommy Laras
" Alright mom Alvonso agreed." said Alvonso the first child
" Alvian is also a mother." replied Alvian the second child
" Daddy come with you" said daddy Alvonso.
" That means agree to everything? if we take care of Max with affection." asks mommy Laras
" Agreed." answered them in unison
" What if Max picks up the kid?" daddy Alvonso's
" Then tomorrow mommy and daddy will take care of the letter - the letter of appointment of children" said daddy Alvonso
" Okay, Debby, Denis and Denisa's problem is that mommy will talk about Max and ask your 3 sisters to treat Max as a big brother like the three of you. For the three of you also treat Max as a sister. Mommy wants mommy and daddy's kids to get along no one's fighting." pinta mommy Laras
" Ok mom." replied Alvonso, Alvian and Alviana.
" Now it's done we go back to the living room and mommy's job if no Max tells our kids Debby, Denis and Denisa because they don't know yet" said Aldy Alvonso
" Good dad." replied mommy Laras
They get out of the family room by acting normal to Max so Max does not suspect.
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" That's the story" Denisa said.
Max and Charli involuntarily shed tears as they were deeply moved by how well the Alvonso family helped people sincerely. Max promises to protect Alvonso's extended family who have cared for him for over 10 years.
" Oh yeah I want to see Mira" said Charli
" Let's see, I saw Mira didn't want to eat she said she wasn't hungry" Denisa said
" Ok, I'll persuade him later. Thanks to mommy and you? want to help me." said Charli in a sincere tone.
" Ok, it's important to love and care for my best friend Mira because Mira is a loyal person just like me" Denisa said
" okay. I will always remember it." said Charli.
Charli walks towards the vvip treatment room while Max encourages Denisa to take a break.
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" Who?" mira asked when she heard the door open.
" I love you, Charli" said Charli, stepping wide.
" Dear?" ask Mira again in a confused tone
" I call you honey while you call me honey" Charli explained.
" Honey, I think I've heard that word, but where are you?" ask Mira while thinking.
" Akhhh is sick." said Mira, holding her head.
" Dear don't be too forced." ask Charli while gently massaging Mira's head.
" Can I hold you?" pinta Mira's
" Hugging me?" ask Charli again.
"If possible but if not okay" said Mira with a disappointed tone
" Of course it's okay, baby." said Charli
" But the curve is lying on the bed facing each other" Mira said expectantly.
" Ok, with pleasure dear." said Charli
Charli raised Mira's body slowly while lying down facing each other. Mira felt Charli's face from his cheeks, eyes, nose and lips.
" Have we ever kissed?" mira asked with a flushed face holding in shame.
