A Psycopath Loves You's

05. A different residence

Click. Arkha opened the entrance to the room he occupied. After returning home from the restaurant Arkha immediately looked for an apartment that he would stay for a while. It didn't take long he looked for an apartment that suited him, the end he got and now he's been in a very luxurious room. Although he was not really looking for it, but Passa.

Arkha laid his body on a very soft mattress. He did not feel that he was asleep with the comfort he felt, unlike in the old dirty house, Arkha could not sleep well.

While in the office, Herdy was sitting in a computer chair while fiddling with the computer in front of him. Several times already he was massaging his head, dizzy. Suddenly someone knocked on Herdy's office door.

Tok..

"Get in" told Herdy without distracting from the computer.

Click.a girl came in with a file in the room.

"Here" he handed the file to Herdy.

"You can go!" Get Herdy.

"Emm... Don't you want me to make coffee?" Fresh Sea.

"Sea, I said go ya go!" Herdy snapped at him, Sea only smiled faintly and immediately left.

"Sorry" said Herdy as the girl was in the doorway. "I had a drink earlier so I didn't need one" he explained.

Sea turned his back to look at Herdy who was looking at him, then he smiled a little after he just stepped foot out of the room. That guy's nature is always like that, funny but annoying.

Herdy refocused on his computer and fiddled with the computer in front of him. "Emm... Why are there so many losses?" said Herdy confused, but only a few hours he left had a lot of shrinkage.

He ruffled his hair, pissed. Then, he came out of his room intending to take a snack below. But just out of his room, Sea hurriedly approached him.

"Boss said we'd be meeting soon" Sea said.

Herdy let out a long sigh, it was expected that the boss would hold a meeting, "well, thank you" replied Herdy.

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Now Arkha was feeling refreshed after the bath, and he was also wearing the clothes he just bought earlier. Plain T-shirt and knee-length parka jacket. Arkha rushes to pick up his motorbike in the lower parking lot of the apartment, then immediately runs it on the highway.

While at school. Shakira is putting her books in her totebag bag. Then he approached Divya who was waiting for him.

"Yuk's home!" take Shakira.

The two of them walked together to the campus yard, Shakira got into her car but something went wrong with it. Shakira also checked the condition of her car, sure the car tire deflated even though this afternoon was okay.

"Why Sha?" Ask Divya wonder.

"This is my car tire Div, what's the flat tire? There is nothing" Shakira told me.

"Where donk Sha," Divya was confused. "Call your house guy Sha, let him pick you up" suggested Divya.

Shakira did not answer immediately, she was worried about calling or not. This morning he was told his mother was escorted by his personal driver, but he did not want to and now he wants to ask for a pick up, where his face lies when he meets his mother later.

"I'll walk, who knows there's a taxi" he continued.

"Shakira, I'm first. Bye" Divya hurriedly left Shakira.

Shakira set her foot on a sledge, but only in front of the back gate did she get startled by someone yelling at her.

"Shakira! The sha! Waita minute!"

Shakira turned her head towards the running guy. "Valda?" Ask Shakira wonder.

That guy is Valda, the guy her father betrothed, as well as her only male friend. Understand, Shakira is not too interested in finding friends let alone the opposite sex, so she only has one male friend.

Valda is handsome and a little sexy because his clothes are usually collared open to make the students on campus crazy about him. He was a friendly and kind man no wonder many liked him, and because of his hospitality that made Shakira's father match him.

His father was the principal director of the college. He's the handsome heir to the Zeondra family, the owner of the Baleon campus where Shakira attended, the Zoendra family is the one who contributed the most wealth to build the university. It would be no wonder that Valda is a respected person at the campus, and he also has a special room for him to manage the campus finances.

"You walk, what's wrong with your car?" Valda asked who had glanced at Shakira's car before calling her.

"Emm. The tires are deflated, Val. I'll walk." replied Shakira.

"You come with me, just take the car first" Valda wanted to run again but he was intercepted by Shakira.

"No need. I'll be picked up anyway" Shakira lied.

"Emm.. time anyway?" Valda couldn't believe it, he frowned.

Shakira nodded surely as she revealed a sweet smile.

Brumm.. brumm.. arrived a cool motorcycle passed in front of them, then without cue the motor stopped not far from Shakira standing.

"Let's go up" Arkha said, gesturing to Shakira that he was sitting behind her.

Shakira was surprised by Arkha's arrival. Stiffly, he rode on Arkha's big motorbike. And Arkha runs his motor on that smooth paved road. In front of the fence. The guy named Valda clenched his hands angrily, then he took his car and ran the car somewhere.

"Why did you pick me up, Ar?" Ask Shakira on the way.

"Just passing by" Arkha briefly replied.

Shakira became sullen hearing the answer from Arkha. He should not have asked earlier if he finally became embarrassed himself had thought up there. If you think about it, there's no way a cold guy like Arkha would pick him up, let alone just last night they met.

"It's here" Arkha said.

Shakira's daydreams instantly froze, she immediately descended. "Thank you. Stop by first, Ar for a second" Shakira said.

"No need" said Arkha then do the bike again on the road, until he arrived at a house not taken care of anymore. Yes, the house is what Arkha wants to go to because the shopping bag that the girl gave him left inside the house.

After taking the shopping bag. Arkha immediately went home to his apartment. On the way home, Arkha felt that someone was following him from behind. Sure enough, after Arkha glanced at the rearview mirror of his motorcycle there was caught a white car that continued to follow him. Arkha pulled her lips up, smiling obliquely. There's more hunting, then it'll be fun for him. Before that, Arkha played first with his prey. Arkha drove his motorcycle on the lonely road, while the white car behind him also drove his car afraid to miss Arkha behind. Therefore Arkha also slowed down the speed of his motorbike and the same white car also slowed the speed of his car.