Possessive Love

Possessive Love
Like Tom and Jerry


Diandra had been in a luxury car that belonged to none other than Samuel. They were sitting next to each other in the front seat. Samuel was focusing on his driving. While Diandra just leaned on the car seat, without any activities he did.


The atmosphere was silent, there was nothing they discussed. Diandra was still with a sullen expression, being annoyed at not being able to attend the wedding reception of Aretha and David until it was over. Meanwhile, Samuel was still with an angry expression, having to get into trouble while his heart was broken. His suffering was complete that night.


Every now and then Diandra glanced to the side, looking Samuel who was still focused on his wheel. Diandra smiled her smile, looking at the handsome face of the man beside her.


He's funny when he's angry like this.


Diandra refocused forward, staring at the street a little dark, only lighting from vehicle lights, also street lights that seemed to illuminate the road.


Too long in the car with a quiet susana, without any conversation, or even the sound of music that accompanies the trip, makes Diandra feel bored and bored. It feels like a journey that has only been a few minutes, feels like it has been a few hours.


Diandra felt confused about how to overcome her sense of boredom. Wanting to start a conversation with Samuel, he did not know what to discuss, especially he was also worried that Samuel would get more blood, if invited to talk about things that are not important.


Again Diandra rolled his eyes to the side. However, he suddenly jumped, when he found Samuel who was also looking at him, until they saw each other for a moment. Samuel is buying more and more, even with Diandra.


"What lo?" say they are compact, with cynical gazes each thrown at.


"My face is handsome?" ask Samuel. "Yes, indeed!" he is confident, while answering his own questions.


Diandra screeched, then poked her lips. "Curtain! How PD!" he said then glanced, staring out the car window.


"Then, what have you seen before, if not my handsome face?" samuel asked who realized that Diandra had been watching him for a long time.


"Eh, please yes .. masnya do not psychean, indeed there is nothing else to look at, other than the face of the buluknya there?" diandra dodged.


"Yes ... there is, unfortunately, he prefers to look at my face," replied Samuel did not want to lose.


"Oh, ngeselin!" pusu Diandra's.


"Bodo very!" Samuel doesn't care. "Let's say my face buluk yes, but there are still many people who are begging to be my girlfriend," he added narcissists with a focus on the steering wheel.


"Oh yeah? Too bad, Aretha was not included in it," said Diandra who was sad to make Samuel again feel the wound in his heart.


Samuel turned his head, staring sinisterly at Diandra's face. "Gue was astonished at you, from the past until now, so happy to see I suffer," he growled.


"Gue is not only happy, but very grateful to see a guy restless, bummer and kayak ngeselin you suffer!" chirps Diandra gives a little pause. "If necessary, I doain let you suffer even more, because it has ruined my show tonight!" he was merciless.


Yes, from the beginning they knew each other, the two did never get along, like the cartoon character Tom and Jerry. Samuel was thrilled to tease Diandra. In fact, mocking the girl, thus making Diandra always feel annoyed towards him. That was the reason Diandra never seriously supported Samuel's relationship with Aretha further, although Samuel often begged for help and support from her.


"Enough, Ra! Don't talk about it, if you don't want me down here!"


Sure enough, Samuel was getting on the black he made.


"Down if you dare!" challenge Diandra without fear.


"Well .. nantangin nih nih son!"


Without thinking long, Samuel immediately stepped on the brake pedal in one hit, immediately making the car stop in a matter of seconds.


Diandra immediately felt worried, Samuel would actually ask him to get down at that place, while the place was very quiet, far from the settlement, or even the crowd.


Diandra seemed to be spreading his gaze around the streets. Instantly he was made to shiver, seeing the quiet and dark streets. In fact, there was not the slightest illumination, other than the Samuel car light.


What if Samuel really didn't forgive him, then dropped him off in a creepy place like this? his mind began to worry.


"Let's down!" tell Samuel with a cynical look.


Not yet had he ended his daydream, Samuel had already made him jerk. And who would have thought, what was in his mind at that moment, Samuel quickly granted it.


"Seriously, Sam?" diandra asked in disbelief. He looked back, looking at Samuel questioningly.


"Down!" samuel's orders didn't seem to care.


"Lo can be with me, Sam? Time to leave me alone here, anyway? What if I do what?" diandra Rengek.


"It's none of my business! Downhill!" In fact, Samuel did not stare at Diandra's face at all.


Samuel could no longer be persuaded. Diandra shrieked looking at the man's expression, then forced to open the car door and get down. Just as he closed the door, Samuel's car sped out from his sight.


Diandra noticed it, so that the car was no longer affordable by the net. It was then that he began to cry as much as he could, staring at Samuel's departure.


Diandra doesn't want to give up. He appears to be pulling his phone out of the bag, intending to contact one of his best friends, either Tania or Deasy, to ask for help from them. Unfortunately, his phone died, before he managed to do what he had already intended. Instantly dashed his hope. Diandra was crying all over there.


Then, what should he do in the middle of the streets so far from the crowd? In fact, there is not a single vehicle that he can stop to just ask for help?


His body was weakly helpless. He seemed to be sitting on the side of the road, bending his legs, then making the knees of his feet as a pedestal on his head. He buried his face there, and intensified his cries.


"Still crying here?"


Suddenly the sound of the baritone made Diandra flinch, then looked up. He was shocked to find Samuel standing in front of him.


"Sam?" he said while crying, then got up from his seat. "Lo be the same me! I'm scared, Sam!" his whine in the midst of his sobs.


"Eat him, don't like my abstinence! Still whiny too, sok-sokan want to nantangin!" ledek Samuel's.


"Gue's not serious, Sam," I'm Diandra.


"Here, don't cry! Ugly knows!" ledek Samuel's. "Let's go home!" take him while walking towards the car that was deliberately parked a few meters from the place. Diandra seemed to follow her from behind, wiping her tears occasionally.


They got into the car, then sat side by side. Samuel seemed to spin the car keys, the sign would turn on the car engine. However, he has not succeeded in stepping on the gas pedal, Diandra has first stopped his activities.


"Sam, what does that mean ... I look beautiful, if not cry anymore?" ask Diandra plain.


Samuel, troubled by the unimportant question, rolled his eyeballs, then glared, focusing his gaze toward the steering wheel. Without responding to Diandra's question, Samuel immediately drove forward his car. Meanwhile, Diandra only grumbled, because he did not get an answer to his question.


***


In front of the towering iron gate, Samuel stopped his car. It looks like a minimalist style house in it, which is nothing but and is not a Diandra residence. The house looked so quiet and dark, like there was no sign of life there. In fact, time is still not so late at night.


Diandra opened the car door and went down.


"Sam, don't stop by, it's late!" diandra said before she closed the door.


"Ck! Who wants to stop by!" Samuel clucked in annoyance. It was unthinkable in the slightest in his mind, to stop by Diandra's house.


"Good!" bala Diandra looks happy. "Thanks yes ... Do not forget, nyampe the house soaking in cold water," he added while smiling ignorantly.


Samuel who did not understand Diandra's intentions, seemed to raise his eyebrows, astonished.


"Let's reduce the heat in your liver, weeee!" diandra said as she stuck out her tongue mocking, making Samuel again furious. However, the man had not been able to reply, Diandra had already closed the car door.


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