My Psycho Husband's
Unforgiving

“Stive!” the cry of Ella who immediately woke up opened her eyes. His breath immediately gasped and his forehead was covered in sweat. He looked around and looked for Stive's whereabouts, but he could not find it. He immediately went out and ran to find Stive everywhere.

“Stive! Stive you where hiks hiks!” ella shouted, she was not even wearing footwear when she came out of her room, now she sobbed while crouching at the end of the stairs.

“Why lo?’ jasmine's question suddenly came and said sniffly as she clasped her hands on her chest staring at Ella.

“Hiks hiks, in-where Stive hiks,” asks Ella to raise her head to look at Jasmine.

“Ngapain nyari sister! Lo it's stupid what the hell hah!” jasmine exclaimed as she looked at Ella who was still wearing her school uniform, and was barefoot.

“A-I want to see Stive, he was. Sound of gunfire, continue to hitiks hiks.”

Jasmine just sighed violently, she just remembered that she had heard the sound of gunfire, she who had memorized the sound seemed ordinary, because he believed his older brother must have easily fought them. But in contrast to Ella who just this time saw Stive attacked with many people and all armed.

“Kakak below, mending lo go up and change your clothes. And one more, do not forget to wear slippers, if you do not want to make my sister angry!” jasmine said, then she left Ella. He is preparing to return to his Oma's house, where he lives with his father.

“Jasmine wait!” Ella stood up and chased after Jasmine, “Under where? Isn't this already below?” her question was still with tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Basic Boy well, have told you how to mending to the dressing room! You think I'm as good as it is the same until I want to tell you where down I mean huh? Are we that close? Cih, don't expect!” she slammed the door of her room right in front of Ella.

“My age is a boy, but I am stronger and more mature than you!” decak Ella slowly, then he went back to look for the existence of Stive.

“Say, who told you!” stive asked casually, but in his hand he now held a dagger that always accompanied him to finish off the enemy.

“I wouldn't say that! Because it is abstinence for us to say the one who told us! I'm more dead than I have to tell you! Cih!” the man spit right in front of Stive.

Not angry, Stive instead laughed so hard, when getting a challenging resistance for him, “Do you think that easy I will kill you hem?”

“Death, it is too beautiful for a person like you,” whispered Stive in the ears of his enemy, making the owner immediately swallow his saliva roughly.

“A-what aaaaaaaaaa!” his screams as he felt a small object scratch his cheek under his eyes.

“It seems like it would be nice if he played in your two eyes,” said Stive still continue to stick the tip of his dagger on the cheek of his enemy.

“I'd rather die, I'll never say anything to you!” his tenacity remains on his stance.

“Alright if it wants you, but how about before you die, we have fun first,” said Stive grinning, then he called some of his men to come closer.

“Don't, jangaaann! You better kill me! Don'tnn!” the scream was so jarring that it made Stive laugh even louder.