A Psycopath Loves You's

11. What matchmaking!!

Finally Shakira was able to break away from Valda. Fortunately he came home quickly and picked up his personal driver, if he could not, maybe he was not in this room. Shakira got up from her bed, then walked towards the mirror. His reflection was reflected it was perfect, his beautiful face was ideal body with long shoulder-length hair and a split bangs on the left right side of his ear. Therefore he is no longer nervous when he meets someone.

"I'm perfect, and you're just a tomboyish girl" Shakira spoke to herself with her reflection in the mirror. "Currently, you can't take it from me. But. Arkha really cares about you" he said. "That tomboy girl!" His growls again monologued in front of a large mirror the size of a wooden closet.

Imagining the face of the girl earlier, he became envious of her. Arkha paid attention to him until he himself let his arm burn with heat because he only wore a white shirt. Shakira also wants to be treated sweetly like that once in a while.

"What's your relationship with Arkha, the tomboy girl?"

Tok.. Tok. heard the knocking sound of his bedroom door. Shakira immediately opened it and put on a flat face.

"Sorry to disturb the lady" said the maid, who had knocked on the door.

"It's okay. Yes, even though I just fell asleep" said Shakira pranking her servant.

"Oh no. Sorry miss, sorry once again to wake my lady up" said the maid nervously until she looked down a few times apologizing to make Shakira smile.

"It's okay, it's natural"

The young lady's words made the maid feel guilty, and she reflexively lowered her head several times apologizing to Shakira, the young lady.

"I'm sorry Nina, I'm sorry" he said repeatedly.

Shakira could only giggle amusedly having managed to prank her servant. Now the mood is back and it's because of the waiter. "What do you want to say?" Shakira asked remained flat-faced.

The waiter looked up at Shakira. "The big lady sent the lady to the lady's backyard" Maid explained.

"I'll be there" said Shakira, then she shut the door immediately.

Again he looked at his body in the reflection of the mirror, looking at the perfect body and face he had. "All right I'm too perfect" he muttered with a sweet smile. And immediately go downstairs to see his mother.

In the backyard. A woman who still looks young but is old is standing under a mango tree that is bearing fruit. He continued to observe the fruit, until his only daughter met him.

"Mommy, what's Mommy doing here?" Shakira asked in surprise, because the woman never told him to go to the backyard.

"And why did Mami call Shakira?" Shakira asked again because the old woman did not also reply to her question earlier, even to see it at a glance was not.

"Mommy!!" Shakira shouted annoyed.

Finally the woman looked towards him. "Yes Sha. No need to shout yell at everything" murmured Mami Deva.

Then, Mamiinya invited Shakira to sit on a garden chair near the blooming flowers and various colors. His mother loved to plant flowers and it could be seen in the backyard with the abundance of pliers growing.

Shakira sits next to her Mama, while her Mammya does not let go of her grip on her single daughter's two hands.

"Sha. The beautiful daughter of Mami. Don't be angry, will you?" Her mother's words made Shakira confused, let alone seeing her mother's serious face.

"What's wrong, Mih, how serious is that? Shakira ngak will be angry if Mami speaks well do not need to convoluted, Mih" replied Shakira, there is a nervous tone also Shakira saw the change in face Mami.

"If Mami Papi is setting you up, you're not mad, are you, Sha?"

Ahh. It must be about Valda. It felt like Shakira wanted to get sick of hearing it, whether I had talked about her marriage to Valda several times and as usual Shakira always refused her outright.

"Don't say no, Sha! Because it's for your own good!" Mami Deva said high before Shakira made a sound, because her mother already knew what her daughter's answer was.

For his parents, it was a good thing, but for his son it was a mistake he had made. Shakira is not ready to go to the house with the guy, she is not ready to accept it.

"You said you could choose, and until now you didn't have Shakira's boyfriend! My mom is afraid that you can't choose the right one. Valda is a good guy, baby. He's the manners of his people, he definitely fits you well and he's also good at business. What's the lack of Valda baby?" Her mother stroked her son's black hair.

Shakira brushed her mother's hand violently, only that she was just that to her mother. Even his mother was surprised by the change of his son.

"Mommy is wrong! I'm an adult and I can definitely choose a good husband Mih. Mami must not believe that I already have a much more perfect lover than Valda" Shakira explained. No matter where the idea came from, Shakira was very grateful to be able to reject it again with a very good reason.

"Love? More perfect? Whereabouts? You never even brought her home"

"Yes Mih, much more perfect than Valda" Shakira intentionally emphasizes the voice on each of her spoken words.

"Who?" Ask her Mom is interested in finding out again.

"Arkha"

Only that name crossed his mind now. Understandably, Shakira is a girl who rarely gets along with men other than Valda. And that's also because Divya's only friend introduced her to the guy. And therefore also Papi and his Mama liked their closeness until they made the match.

I heard her Mammys long breath. Either now her mom believes it or not Shakira doesn't care. The important thing is that he rejected the match again.

"When will he come home, perfect where he and Valda are" his mother immediately stood and left Shakira on the park bench alone.

"Mami can't do anything" Shakira muttered.

Shakira continued to look at the woman's back until she was nowhere to be seen. Then he let out a long sigh, why is it always Valda that they want, is there nothing but that nasty and disgusting guy?

Arkha…

he's a guy my rescue.

Without him, maybe I can't sit here and fight here with my mom...

Maybe he couldn't, he was the first person to make me sleepless...

And he's the first person to make me feel at home watching every inch of his face

That's why he's the most perfect man in my eyes...

Even if for my mom and dad he doesn't deserve me, but I still say that he deserves me…

Beyond the proper words I say…

Maybe I fell in love with him

And it was evident from my jealousy...

Even though he is poor or rich I am still proud of him and still he is my perfect man...

he muttered as he closed his eyes feeling the gust of wind gushing down his face gently. And stroked her son's hair so that it ruffled the long hair.

His eyes opened staring at the sky above, a wry smile etched on his face. "Even I don't have his cell phone number" he murmured softly.

Just realizing that the day had begun to darken, he immediately got up from his seat and returned to his room. Tonight he has an appointment with Divya so from now on he is ready first.

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