Not Your Wife Anymore

The night was quite cold, making Dita walk quickly to get home, she walked by hugging her body because of the cold that pierced into the skin.

"Huftt, it's really cold," said Dita still walking, she exhaled through her mouth.

She continued walking, until she arrived in front of an empty house that she always passed when she came home from work. Tonight, she went home a little late because of the many visitors who came to the caffe, making her have to go home at 10 o'clock.

"Please forgive me, let me go, to- ARRRGGHH,"

Reflexively, Dita stopped her steps when she heard the sound of people begging and shouting quite loudly. She turned her head left and right to look for the direction of the voice.

"AAARRGGGHH,"

The voice again, she looked towards the empty house, she was sure the voice came from the empty house. He walked sneakily towards the window of the house, peeking behind the window.

"Please let me go. Please forgive me."

"HAHAHAHA,"

Dita closed her mouth tightly in shock when she saw that inside the room, there was a woman whose hands were tied, blood flowing all over her body. And, a guy wearing a black t-shirt was facing her while holding a knife that was full of fresh blood.

"Sorry? For someone like you?" the guy said and then stuck the knife in his hand into the woman's thigh. Making the woman scream hysterically.

"It hurts. HELP!" her voice began to weaken.

"That's what I want, you in pain. I like that," The guy took the knife from the victim's thigh. Then, he took the gun from his pants pocket. Stepping back a little, and...

DOR... DOR... DOR...

3 shots right in the woman's head made her die instantly without a word. Meanwhile, the guy laughed in satisfaction, a real psychopath.

"AAAAAA," Dita who witnessed it uncensored reflexively shouted loudly, a second later returned to closing her mouth, her tears began to fall.

"Who's there?"

Damn, Dita hurriedly moved from there, running as fast as she could, breaking through the cold night. Now, the coldness in her body turned into goosebumps after witnessing the murder before her eyes.

"Stop, don't run!"

Hearing that voice, Dita looked back fearfully as she ran. And yes, that guy was chasing her with a gun. Making Dita panic and fear at the same time. She increased the speed of her running. There were no houses in this area, it was just filled with lush trees, almost like a forest. There was only an empty house in the area.

"Oh God, help me." she said, continuing to run fast. Meanwhile, the boy was still faithfully chasing her.

"Stop or I'll shoot!"

The boy's words made Dita's blood rush violently, her heart beat 10 times faster than before, she began to cry.

"One,"

"Two,"

"If you don't stop by the third count, I'll shoot you."

"Thr---,,"

Just as he was about to squeeze the trigger, she stopped. Making him smile wryly, he put the gun back into his pants pocket. Walking towards Dita who still didn't dare to turn around.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see what happened earlier, I'm blind." Dita said timidly, admitting that she was blind.

"You didn't see it, but why did you run? Hm?"

Deg...

'Damn, caught,' Dita thought.

"Turn around now!" the boy ordered.

"No, I don't want to. I want to go home."

"Turn around, or I'll shoot." he threatened, forcing Dita to turn around. This time, she left everything to the God of her life and death.

Dita turned around slowly out of fear, she closed her eyes.

"Don't look down, raise your face," the guy took out his gun again, and raised Dita's chin with the gun. Making Dita almost pee her pants.

"Don't kill me, I promise I won't tell anyone about this, I promise." Dita raised her two fingers to form a peace sign, with a terrified expression, her eyes still closed, not daring to open them.

The guy was a little stunned at Dita's beauty, he felt his blood rushing violently, his heart was also racing faster, like he liked it? But, it's impossible for a psychopath to fall in love, right?

"Open you're eyes," The guy ordered when he saw Dita who had been closing her eyes. Dita's response was only to shake her head, making the boy smile slightly, very slightly.

"Take it easy, I'm not going to gouge your eyes out, open them quickly!"

Dita swallowed her saliva with difficulty. Actually, opening her eyes wasn't that difficult, but why was she afraid to open them?

Slowly, Dita began to open her eyes slowly, looking at the face of the boy in front of her timidly.

'Handsome, but a psychopath,' she thought.

The two of them were now exchanging glances, and the boy was staring at Dita deeply, making her feel uncomfortable. What? Misbehave? Not wrong?

"Beautiful," The one word that managed to escape from the boy's mouth sent chills down Dita's spine.

"I'm going home, don't kill me, okay?" said Dita, then turned to stare at the gun in his right hand.

"If I want to?" The man looked at Dita with his eagle eyes.

"No, please," Dita put her hands together in front of her chest, begging the man in front of her not to be killed. She would die silly if she was killed now.

"I won't kill you, but there are conditions," said the boy.

"What condition?" Dita frowned in surprise.

"You become my girlfriend."

The three words that came out of the handsome psychopath's mouth made Dita choke on her own saliva. So boyfriend?

"What? Be your boyfriend? No, I don't want to," In shock, Dita let out her lo-gue language to the guy in front of her.

"Tsk, the word that came out of your mouth just now, I don't like it," Instantly, the guy's face turned bright red.

"No, I don't want to be your girlfriend, I want to go home." Dita was about to run. However, the guy's hand quickly restrained and pulled Dita's hand firmly until it collided with his chest.

"Don't use , use me-you," said the boy, he looked down because of Dita's short position. Meanwhile, Dita, whose position was close to the boy, held her breath.

"I'm sorry," was the only word Dita could utter.

"This time I forgive you. Next time, I will punish you if you use that word again,"

'Dih? Who are you to tell me how to speak,' Dita thought, not daring to say it directly, her guts shrinking.

"From now on, you're mine," said the boy, deliciously claiming Dita as his own. Reflexively, Dita moved her body away from him.

"Hehehe," Dita just laughed blandly, not knowing what to say. It was all right, that guy was claiming himself as her boyfriend, even though they had just met earlier. Handsome indeed, but Dita still loved her life.

"You go home," he told her.

"Huh? Seriously? You mean you don't want to kill me?" asked Dita incredulously.

"You want me to kill you? I can kill you right now with this gun," the guy said. The boy raised the gun, pointing it right in front of Dita's forehead.

"No," Dita quickly shook her head.

"Okay, go home now!" the guy ordered with a sharp look at Dita. Not wanting to waste a chance, Dita turned around and ran quickly.

"She's Mine, no one can touch her but me. Touching her means DEATH," the boy said with a lopsided smile, then turned around and left.

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