A Psycopath Loves You's

A Psycopath Loves You's
07. There is no identity



Branson drove his car quickly looking for the whereabouts of the rancid boy on a dark night like this. Who else would that rancid boy be if open Arkha which destroyed the plans of those who wanted to bring the girl before their masked master.


"Find him until he can! I don't want us to be angry with the masked old man anymore!" Said on the phone.


"There's something weird, Bran. I'll explain later. I'm at a regular bar" said someone on the phone.


Branson growling. One task has not yet been completed and now because of the presence of Arkha his task was met again. Real complicated.


The black car pulled over in one of the rather remote buildings. Wlauoun a place far from the word crowd this place is still very many visitors who come.


"What do you want to say? What strange things did you find? About that rancid boy or the Angkarya family?" Branson just hit out with questions while sitting on one of the classic model chairs.


His friend sipped a drink inside his cup. " Patience for a moment" he said, pouring alcohol into a small cup for his friend.


Branson immediately grabbed the drink when his friend finished pouring it. Then, he stomped the cup hard after finishing his drink.


" Don't beat around the bush I don't have much time!" The impact was impatient.


" Patience first." said the man. He took a piece of paper from inside his bag and put it on the table. " I found something strange. A while ago, I checked in a new apartment at someone's rent. And I asked for the data. That guy just rented one of those houses this afternoon, and the strange thing is that there's no identity..."


"Why is that?" Cut Branson, he frowned.


"I don't know either" he answered shrugging his shoulders. " But it's likely that her identity has been hidden by someone" the man guessed.


Branson poured another drink into his cup. Then, gulp it down until it's gone. Increasingly complicated, the boy turned out to be a hidden person, even he never expected if he should investigate the boy.


***


In a room that is quite spacious and looks luxurious with decorative decoration where, so that the room looks beautiful and delicious in the eyes. Seen in the room was a beautiful girl who was sitting on the sofa while observing ornamental fish in the aquarium that was swimming happily. Even the rain outside he ignored his so much focus on his observations.


"He was very handsome" he muttered with a smile, his long and antique finger dropping something into the aquarium, so the fish pouted and ate it.


He chuckles slowly. Apparently his mind drifted far away, and it turned out that he did not observe the fish but was daydreaming about the man's good looks. His face was still shadowed by the girl, making the girl unable to sleep even though it was late at night.


Duarr…. The sound of thunder shrieked the ears, making the girl wake up from her daydream. He also just realized that outside the heavy rain along with lightning that struck the light.


The girl was Shakira Alizia Angkarya, a beautiful girl the only princess of the Angkarya family. Just a moment ago he daydreamed of a handsome man he had met that even made him what he is today. It was just Arkha the savior that night, a handsome super hero even cold, yet kind-hearted.


"Arkha." he murmured as he flicked the glass curtain, and then he noticed the water falling from the sky. "Are you there? I miss you" he said in a monologue as he extended his hand to touch the rainwater.


On the highway, Arkha still runs his motor splitting the puddle. His eyes were staring at the streets. Suddenly his smile rose on his handsome face, for some reason he felt someone calling his name with a heavy tone of longing.


Plakk. "Jeez... What am I thinking? Strange.." he muttered immediately closing the curtain again and walked out of the room.


Apparently Papi is not yet asleep, he approached those who are watching television with their own tension. Shakira was so surprised, she approached them and sat down on the sofa next to her mother.


"Night Pa ma" said Shakira.


"Eh.. Shakira Papi's son, hasn't slept yet?" Ask Papi Wardy, Shakira's father gently.


"Not yet Pih. Sha can't sleep" replied the spoiled Shakira. He picked up a chocolate cake on the glass table.


"Sha. Look away.." Mami Deva, Shakira's mother, pointed to the television that was airing the news.


"What's up Mi?" Shakira did not understand.


"There's just been a tragic murder, Sha. Last night someone was killed by a father. And now a female employee of that car and motorcycle shop. You know Sha? The waiter who served us yesterday with Valda" Mami explained.


Papi Wardy knew the father who was killed. Because the father who just entered the manager division in his company, but it is unfortunate that the fate of the man just got the pleasure of being killed unnaturally.


"Yes too, Pi" Mami Deva confirmed, he nodded his head slowly.


"Remember Sha! You can't go out at night anymore. Mami is worried later, especially with the incident, Mami is more worried about syank. Oh yeah... Last night why were you late?" Mami asked.


"Eee.." Shakira was confused as to what to answer. Yesterday that night he was invited by Divya, his friend went to the supermarket to buy snacks, but Divya went home first because on someone's phone. Shakira came home alone, while she was looking for a taxi, she played her phone, knew someone had smothered her mouth and brought her to their headquarters.


When remembering the incident, Shakira smiles at her own smile. At that time he was frightened and cursed his fate that came out the night without his bodyguard, but Shakira was also grateful for the incident that he could meet a handsome rescuer like Arkha.


Shakira deliberately did not tell the incident because Shakira did not want to make her mother worry. Especially if the Papi, surely his Papa will tighten his supervision and security for him. Shakira doesn't want to be like that, she can be alone, she's not a child anymore who asks for protection.


"Morning!" Exclaimed Mami Deva who did not find an answer from her only child.


Suddenly his daydreams suddenly broke, wanting Shakira to beat his cheek, at a time like this he had time to daydream an Arkha.


"Eh, yes, yes, Mih.."


"Just think Valda, baby…?" Papyri Ledek.


"It's not Pih.." - Shakira.


"Keep…?"


"Shakira, answer Mami's question first" said Maminya mayun.


"I-iya Mih.. Sha went the same way Divya continued to visit Divya's house, but Mih Mih. if it was the same temen so do not remember the time, so go home to night deh Mih" replied Shakira lying.


Her mother smiled at her only child, "that's donk. Kira Mami you why napa. Oh yes said one of your servants returned home delivered the same boy right" investigated Mami.


Shakira shut up for a moment. Yesterday night he was ushered Arkha, but he could not tell the same story about Arkha.


"Valda, baby…?" Papi Sahut.


Shakira and Valda are indeed in a match with Papi Wardy because according to the Papi, Valda is suitable for the only child, and also Valda is a smart child, and also Valda is a smart child, that's a golden opportunity for her Papi to give up his company for his daughter-in-law later, Papinya does not want to give up his company to her daughter, he said, because he does not want to make his daughter bother to take care of his company, he can only enjoy it. So, her Papi chose Valda, and Valda's other close friends Shakira and her close friend's child as well.


"No, Shakira's friend, not Valda" Shakira said.


"Why are you the same, Mr. Egi, Sha? He is your personal driver and bodyguard. What are you doing, Sha? You have prepared a private driver to take a taxi" asked Papi Wardy


"I'm sorry Pih. but Shakira hnya do not want to be Pih, Shakira is the same Divya" Shakira argued reasoned.


"Let your friend know who you are" said Mami Deva, feeding a chocolate pastry to her mouth gracefully.


Papi sipped his coffee before speaking, "So the story Pak Egi ngak useful nih, if so Papi fired him"


"Don't Pih... How is it?"


Shakira confused herself explaining it, she bit her lower lip.


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