A Psycopath Loves You's

02. Take home

All his men attacked Arkha with tubers. The various ways they did so that they could hit Arkha's body. Let alone make Arkha's skin scratched, untouched. But even on the contrary, all his men fell down with just a few moves that Arkha released able to make the gangster's men fall and overwhelmed.

The gangster boss became furious at him. Then he took out a knife in his pocket and threw it.

"Hiatt!! Get lost!! You're going to hell, boy!!"

The knife quickly slipped towards Arkha, but suddenly the knife stopped and stuck between the two index and middle fingers of Arkha. The knife was taken by the man, then played it as usual twirling the knife and playing his finger on the blade.

The gangster boss was back. He really thought out why this rancid brat was so strong? And being able to withstand his attack earlier with just two fingers?

The gangster boss took out his last weapon, which was to point a knife at the girl in the room. "Don't do anything if I don't kill him!!" Threatened him.

Threatening that gangster boss did not scare him, he smiled thinly instead. " It's up if you want" he said flatly.

The deg! the girl was quite surprised by Arkha's words just now. Is he trying to help me or not? Why was he so relaxed saying that, what if he really did? The girl spoke in her heart.

"Damn!" The gangster boss cursed, how could he be played by a rancid boy like Arkha.

"Why? Why didn't you kill him?" Arkha asked casually with a mocking expression.

The thug boss did not budge, he was still thinking of a way to escape the boy before him. His hands shook, he was very scared of the boy.

"What's your name?" Arkha asked as he walked closer with the knife he still held.

"Retreat!! Otherwise you'll know the consequences!!" The gangster boss snapped a knife in front of Arkha.

Arkha sighed he was really angry if his question should be repeated. "Say!! What's your name!!" This time Arkha's voice was louder and looked at the gangster's boss with an eagle's gaze.

"B-branes..Branson.." replied the gangster boss was brick.

"Go!! If you don't want this knife to poke your throat!!"

Arkha's threat made the gangster's boss even more terrified. His feet could not move, his lips trembled even though he was a gangster, but he felt very afraid of an Arkha.

Arkha took another few steps and took a step forward to slit the gangster boss's throat.

"Ja-don't. I-I'll go.." said the boss of a gangster named Branson.

Arkha gave an opening so that the gangster boss could pass. Arkha did not want to kill the gangster boss in front of the girl in the room. Actually he was very angry and wanted to make a bullet in his neck.

The gangster boss or Branson immediately stepped foot to leave, leaving his men unconscious. Although it was difficult for him to move his legs that were trembling in fear.

Arkha glanced at the young man who was about twenty-five years old, five years older than him. The man looked in pain either because of Arkha or he was also on the bushes there.

"Aren't you going?" Ask Arkha coldly.

The man looked at Arkha, then immediately stood up, while enduring the pain in his stomach,

"thank you" said the man as he went limping.

Arkha let out a long sigh and immediately untied the young girl's bond.

"Thank you." said the girl happily.

Arkha did not reply, he just nodded. The guy immediately left the gangster's headquarters but his steps came to a halt when the young girl blocked his steps.

"Emm.. May I know what your name is?" Ask the girl awkwardly.

"You were so great. Can you teach me if there's time, Arkha?" Said the girl while trying to align her steps with Arkha.

Arkha just shut up. Afterwards the handsome guy with the black Hoodie jacket stopped right in front of the young girl. So that made the girl surprised, and hit the guy's body.

"There's no time" he replied, smiling sideways, leaving the girl stunned by Arkha's good looks with a slanted smile.

The girl wanted to talk but it didn't seem like her voice was coming out. Instantly he looked down could not stare any longer at Arkha.

Pukkp... Arkha patted the head of the girl he thought was very attractive. The girl was trembling not because of fear but because of the different turmoil from her, the heart beating fast.

"What's your name?" Arkha asked the girl, making her look up at Arkha again.

"Shakira Alizia Alwanda, you can call Shakira" she said excitedly.

Arkha smiled back.

"Yes. Where's home?" Ask again.

The girl told her home address which turned out to be in line with the address of the house that Arkha will occupy.

"Let me take you"

The two of them walked together without any more voices between them, all silent. At the end of the day, a voice made them look at each other.

Krukk. Only now Arkha has not eaten all day. All that made him full was the pleasure at the time he killed the uncle, his hunger suddenly disappeared.

The girl turned to Arkha, and then she took something from her shopping bag. " Now..did you report it?" Shakira gives Arkha a sandwich.

Arkha glanced at Shakira at a glance then, glancing at the sandwich bread the girl was holding. " No need" Arkha refused later.

Shakira was confused when it was clear she heard the man's stomach moaning, but why even refuse the gift? Shakira's confused. Then he opened the sandwich bread.

"Eat this sign of my gratitude" Shakira said as she fed the bread Arkha's mouth.

Arkha. But he didn't mean to refuse. "Yes. I can do it myself" Arkha took the sandwich bread that was in Shakira's hands.

It worked! Shakira smiled happily to see Arkha eating her gift.

Finally they have arrived at the elite housing complex, precisely at home with a very luxurious elegant feel.

"Thank you Arkha. You have brought me home" Shakira said with a smile.

Arkha only nodded while showing off a slanted smile that stunned the girl.

A few seconds later, the girl realized that Arha had walked away from the fence. Shakira runs after him because there is something he wants to give and say.

"Arm!!"

Arkha paused for a moment. Then look at the girl who was running small. Piss off! Indeed, at this time Arkha was very upset that his steps were always stopped because of the girl, actually Arkha was very tired and wanted to let go of this tiredness. Arkha gave his rough breath.

"This is for all of you as a token of gratitude" the girl handed over her shopping pouch. "Good night" after uttering her Shakira immediately ran into her house with an irregular heartbeat and flushed cheeks.

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