A Psycopath Loves You's
19. Accept or refuse?
The big motor drove on the paved, barreled road with nothing blocking its way. Arkha smiled slanted successfully escaped from the pursuit of the annoying police.
At that moment. After Arkha's car turned and approached Passa who was using his motorbike. They change positions, Passa continues his journey and Arkha who uses the motorbike then turns to deliver Sheza. So, those two stupid cops have been fooled by Arka's little tactics.
"Arkhaaaa stop!!! Huhuhuhu..you scared me.." cried Sheza as she tightened her grip on Arkha's waist.
Holy hooch! Even Arkha forgot about the existence of the girl behind this was so happy. Arkha slowed down the speed of his motor.
Arriving at the Baleon campus, Arkha stopped his motorcycle. Sheza's coming down. Fortunately he wore a long nettle, otherwise how could he ride on that big bike.
"Next time you don't have to drive me on that bike. I'd better take the bus" Sheza said as she staggered. Meanwhile Arkha just chuckled and went back away.
Coinciding with Arkha turning on his motorbike and turning away, a white car entered the courtyard of the campus. Shakira who was sitting behind accidentally glanced next to him and suddenly his eyes rounded to see a handsome guy and also his cool motorcycle.
"Arkha!" Shakira shouted from inside the car. And of course his voice was not heard by Arkha.
After the car stopped. Shakira immediately went down to look at Arkha's motorbike which had moved away from the campus. Shakira's heart was very sad, even though her intention was only to return the man's coat.
Shakira again stepped into the campus. He had thought about what Arkha was here for. However, when he remembered the girl yesterday. He then understood that their relationship was very close and it could not allow him to enter Arkha's life further.
"I can't be like the others. In fact, I can't escape that match. Would it be better for me to accept that match?" Shakira murmured while taking a slow step.
"Shaa! How, you were escorted by Egi? Tumben once, usually not. And again why last night you didn't come, do you know me and Valda were worried about you? You got a problem, Sha? Tell me, Sha!" Divya's cross when she meets Shakira in the hallway, as she usually embraces her friend's shoulder.
Shakira who had no mood at all just remained silent and did not acknowledge her friend. He walked without even looking at the road ahead.
Divya felt something strange about Shakira's behavior so she asked again. "Why are you pouting that face, anyway? Don't do it early in the morning. Who's a little hepi!" Divya still persuaded.
"If you were me, what would you do, Div?" Shakira's question suddenly makes Divya gawk and astonished.
"you mean? Gini yes, Sha. Tell me about the problem you are facing now. Let me give you the solution"
"To the usual place yuk!"
Divya agrees to Shakira's request. They also sit in a chair far from other students, the place is a little backwards so it is very safe to vent in the wild.
Shakira first sat in the chair and followed Divya.
"You'd know Div, if I was betrothed to Valda. What do you think I should do?" Shakira started the conversation.
"Yes.if I accept it, Sha! But Valda is kind, friendly to everyone, even to your father, right? In fact, he's a shit and…"
"I know the continuation!" Cut Shakira, Divya just grinned the horse.
"Ahh. but I have no feelings at all for Valda, Div!" Shakira.
"Maybe you should open your heart, Sha! Look at him who's fighting for your heart, Sha. He must love you so much. If I were you, I'd be so happy to have Valda Zeondra who was the dream of the other students!"
Shakira kept quiet while remembering how much she struggled for him and for a marriage without a matchmaking background.
Shakira stood up. "I went to the toilet. You go first, Div!"
Divya allowed with a nod, but deep down she was very happy with the decision. He smiled triumphantly.
In a dark but clean basement. The room there is a chair with a shelf cabinet that becomes the table and several cabinets shelves that many books neatly arranged there. On the table were piled thick books and a lamp that became the light of the room. The room was certainly well maintained visible from the location of the book which is still but without any dust and also a fragrant smell that adds to the atmosphere of the basement. On the white bed lay a man with several bandages and an infusion on his arm.
Slowly the man's eyelids opened. Faintly he swept the room. He wanted to get up and sit up, but the situation did not allow, the pain immediately spread throughout his body making him have to lie down again.
He remembered the last time before he was in this strange room. He followed a friend he was looking for and then he was suddenly attacked by a terrifying black figure, almost killed by him if no one helped him. But the question is, who helped him?
"Ahh... Where am I?"
"It turns out you're conscious. Good.." said a man in black knitting clothes to form the strength of his body. The young man sat on the sofa without being noticed the man who was lying down earlier. The young man in black knit clothes closed his book and walked over to the man.
The man who was lying down was somewhat shocked by the young man's presence. He thought he was just in the room.
"You... Aren't you..?" The man who was none other than Herdy gaped at the young man in knit clothes, because he was not convinced by his vision. Could it be that after he was stabbed by the figure yesterday his vision became minus?
"Yes. I tried to kill you a moment ago" he said flatly without guilt in every word he said.
Herdy still remembered the flat face that attacked him yesterday. The face that made him groan in pain and almost died. Wanted to get up and run, but Herdy didn't have much strength to do that. He was silent but his eyes were wary of all the movements of the mysterious man.
"You want what you do!?" Asked Herdy in a rather loud voice. He was very afraid that the events of the night would repeat themselves.
"Nothing!" Answer's relaxed.
"Some time he'll come. You'll know everything!" The man replied while turning off his phone.
"Who? I still have a lot of unfinished work. If I don't finish it, they won't hesitate to treat me.."
"So stop blabbering if I don't want you to be the next victim!"
Herdy's mouth shut. He nodded with that cold look. If silence is better why can't he do it? Herdy lay back quietly. But believe me, his heart is not concerned with what just happened. Many questions he wanted to ask but he could stand it, because the young man was very scary.
The young man examined the wound in Herdy's abdomen and changed the bandage because Herdy was moving a lot to cause bleeding in the internal wound.
"Awww.." ringis Herdy as the young man tightened his bandages violently.
"Not too much movement!"
Herdy grunting. He also caused the injury. Why is he upset? But Herdy did not dare to let out his annoyance, he hoped that the person the young man said would get to this place as soon as possible. He wants to know everything.
While in the basement parking lot of a large company. Looks like a man in a neat uniform with a circular tie around the neck of the old man. The old man was calling his subordinates and seen from the look on his face he was very angry.
"Where is he? Why don't you be so dopey, huh? This is the first time you have failed a mission! Don't let him get away with it after corrupting my money! Fucking shit!!!" Wardy was furious at what his subordinates had reported.
Wardy loosened his tie a little hastily. "I don't want to know, just look for him and bring him before me! How dare he run from me!"
"I give you another day, if you don't bring it before me you'll know the consequences!"
The old man was ready to turn off his connection unilaterally but, he did not become because there was less so he said again. "Oh, if you can't bring him in front of me it's okay. But get rid of him!"
He grinned while turning off his phone. Then, re-tidy the tie. Then, get into the car driven by his personal driver.
... DON'T FORGET LIKES, COMMENTS AND FAVORITES. ONE LIKE OF YOU IS PRECIOUS....
