
Three days later.
The holiday is still not over, two days have been passed by surrounding some objects that are usually visited and the last day is only in the villa.
"You sure you don't want to go anywhere else?" asked Lucas who was sitting next to the girl.
Anna shook her head, "I want to take a break" the woman replied without turning her head towards the man beside her.
"Tomorrow we'll go home, right?" asked Anna honestly she did like it but she could not stop to worry about her son.
"Aren't you going out? After I helped you, you asked me when I wanted to go home?" asked Lucas who frowned.
"That's..."
"It turns out that spending time at home waiting for you is also fun" replied Anna who could think of an answer quickly.
Lucas was silent for a moment, saying nothing and looking at his wife.
"Here" said Lucas, who pulled the small hand like he was asking her to sit on his lap.
Anna according to her without her the slightest rejection.
He sat on the man's lap and then let the hand that rubbed his long hair with the utensils and then gazed towards him.
Anna spoke no more, the man's hand rubbed her continuously and she just sat quietly.
"You sleeping?" asked Anna who was staring towards the man who dropped his head on his shoulder but that big hand still kept wiping his head.
"Hm,"
"Like him I'm easily sleepy now." replied Lucas softly who hugged the little body of the wife.
Anna didn't say anything, he did not know if it included the effects of chemical compounds that he gave with irregular amounts or indeed the man who was sleep deprived because it continued to disturb him every night.
"That means now we have to be at Villa, right? You're tired, aren't you?" asked Anna who was smiling and then asked.
Lucas raises his head, he kisses the cheeks smooth and always has a reddish color if there is a change in temperature then if the woman feels embarrassed then the cheeks will be more flushed.
"We're just here? Without doing anything?" asked Lucas who was looking at the woman.
"You must think of the others, right?" anna asked with eyes that could already deduce what was behind the cold-faced man's head.
"At the same time it's cold, you don't want to feel warm?" whispered the man who behaved like how he was ordinary.
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One Week later.
Damian Mansion
Anna kept silent to see the doctors who were checking on her son's condition.
"We can release the oxygen now, his condition is improving but we still don't know when he can wake up" said the doctor after examining the tiny body.
Anna simply nodded and then looked towards the medics then looked at her once more.
After the men in suits came out, Anna again drew closer to her son.
"Estelle? Estelle heard Mama, son? Is it starting to get better?" ask her with a thin smile while kissing the tiny hand.
No response at all, let alone giving a look.
Staring at him could not, Anna took a breath that felt heavy when she saw the little boy.
"Mama promised to protect Estelle..."
"Estelle don't stay in Mama?"
The woman said alone, she stared at her son.
"Sorry..."
"Mama can't be a good person, but Mama always said you won't, but Mama is naughty..."
Anna paused for a moment to catch her tight breath, she continuously mixed Ethionine into her husband's drink or food.
His mind was deadlocked and only drew a way on how he could save his handsome little son in order to stay alive.
And he also came to the conclusion if he wanted the star he loved to stay with him then he had to get rid of the one who wanted to dim his star.
"You hate Mama, don't you? Yeah..."
"What's so evil must be his Mama, Estelle don't..."
"Estelle is Mama's good son..."
Anna dyed several times that adorable handsome face that was asleep.
He was like making a confession to his son and then looking at his son with my eyes.
"If Estelle wakes up, then Mama will take you to our old house again, Mama will let you play as much as her on the beach..."
"Mama's gonna hold your hand, you like it, right? Mama will take you home." she said softly with a thin smile.
"No..."
"Not coming home, Mama wants us to be free..."
The choking hoarse voice sounded faint but one could hear it from all the cctv recordings in all directions that also recorded the sound.
The man tapped his fingers on the table, he looked towards the cctv in his son's room while releasing the earphones in his ears.
"Freedom?" his murmur was smirking.
Lucas was silent for a while and then smiled faintly, a smile that laughed at something.
The woman who for him is all his wolves, he does not care the feeling he has is just obsession, love, interest, curiosity or ownership.
He just wanted to make the girl but be with her. Be next to her and just watch her.
No need to think about anything, all the needs he will fulfill. Like filling a pretty vase and then being a display to accompany her.
Wrongly?
For him not, but he forgot if the woman is not a vase that can be stored without doing sessions and just stay still in the 'Benda' beloved.
The woman wanted choice and freedom of any kind, and she could not give it.
His sense of trust is so minimal or maybe minus because he does not want to lose for the second time.
That sense of breaking was driving her crazy, and rather than feeling such madness again she would prefer another path.
Any path as long as the woman stays with her.
Is correct...
If you want freedom, you have to free me first, right?
You're the one who asked to have it first...
You were the first to say I could lie to you...
You're making me this crazy right now...
I don't know...
I'm angry but I I can't scold you.
I love the smile and the eyes that are only on me, I love that statement of love even though I know it's not real...
I'm curious too...
Why did I stay up until now?
Because I'm selfish? Or because I love my ego too much?
I don't know...
There was no pleasure whatsoever when I saw someone die at my hands, and no emotion whatsoever I felt.
I'm just curious that the pretty light is the same color as yours...
If you intend to kill me...
Just do it, because I won't intend to let you go at all...
*That color makes me know at least why this exhausting world can be so much fun...
And that's because you*...