Ice Boy My Mood Booster's

Proof

Food orders are coming. Litha immediately devoured her food, chewed and looked at Raka who was also staring at her. The difference is, Raka just silent sculpt like no appetite, even though Raka who invites food.

"Eat Brother!" Litha's Order.

"Yes," Raka replied then cut the meat steak and put it in her mouth.

Litha rolled her eyes panted, yes times must be told to eat first just want to eat. Just a few mouthfuls, Raka's phone rang. Raka's expression instantly turned cold upon receiving the call.

Litha did not care who contacted her lover to make her expression less friendly, she continued to devour her food.

"Tha," called Raka by holding Litha's unsteady left hand on the table.

Uhuk-uhuk... The girl was shocked to the point of choking. No-no, not because of salting because his hand is held. Litha was surprised because the last time she saw Raka, her expression was very cold, her eyes were so strange, and now suddenly Raka touched her hand and called out to her with gentleness.

Raka immediately gave a drink. Litha accepted it, immediately relieving her drink.

"You're gpp?" ask Raka worried. Though just ordinary choking, excessive worry. It was evident from the facial features aimed from the cold young man's handsome face.

Litha shook her head, smiling widely revealing her neat row of white teeth. Raka took a deep breath, feeling relieved that something bad did not happen to Litha.

Yes yes ga why-why, ordinary people doang. Just a little Raka thing!

"I have important business. We're going home now, yeah!" Raka said.

"The meal was gone, Brother" said Litha paused her sentence because she was still chewing food.

"Waste first, mubasir! Eat do not spit up later," said Litha then chew his food casually.

Raka nodded and scratched her head to see Litha who ate her very relaxed. Wasn't Litha the one who told him to eat the chips, so he could spit it home?

***

Raka stepped quickly, seeing a man in a suit who was standing in front of the door of his apartment.

Raka pressed the apartment passcode button, before long the door opened. Raka let the person in and sat in the living room.

"What's important?" Ask Raka directly at the core of the conversation they will discuss. Yups the person who called Raka while at the cafe was his subordinate who was in charge of stalking Via.

"I'm not 100% sure if this is important according to Sir. But I think this is quite important," he said, who is embraced by Raka. Remembering him who knows absolutely nothing about the life of Raka or the person he is watching.

"I consider this important because aaa.." said the man hanging. Errata did not deliberately hang, but she hesitated to say it because she was afraid that it would make Raka angry because of her carelessness.

The person was silent, his guts shrinking as Raka looked at him sharply. Raka was quite sensitive to what her subordinates felt. But does not this person who faces him know that his attitude is always cold, and the look in his eyes is always sharp, and the sound of his words always sounds cold?

A few minutes later Raka appeared with a small towel and a basin filled with cold water. Raka thrust the water and the small towel to his subordinates who even frowned.

Raka smiled slanted, young men, dashing and martial arts whiz like Mark apparently likes to wear products that are often used by women. Well his name is Mark, Raka's right hand in the branch office as well as being a Raka spy if needed.

His main job is to be a spy, but because Mark also had a college major in business management, Raka hired him to help take care of the company that Raka led.

"Clean your wounds! Don't wear foundation, disgusting!" said Raka coldly and turned her gaze the other way because she did not want to see the stupid expression of her subordinates.

The deg!

Mark widened his eyes, swallowing his saliva with great difficulty. How could his big boss know.

Raka smiled cynically, "Love I just don't like to use the product," Raka again menggeledekin Mark wkwk.

'I think it's important because as soon as I get the evidence, it's a video I take when he talks to one of the patients in a mental hospital, there were some big people who blocked my car while on the way, that's the sentence Mark wanted to convey to Raka.

But Mark hesitates to reveal it, fearing that Raka will get angry, because he cannot keep the evidence he has obtained.

Mark took a towel and dipped it in cold water, squeezed it and then pressed it against the corners of his lips and the corners of his eyes. The corner of his lips and the corner of his eyes began to look blue, the former foundation was clearly visible attached to the white towel.

Mark looked at the obliquely smiling Raka looking at her white towel stained by the cream color mixed with the color of blood left on Mark's wound.

Honestly Mark was embarrassed by the young man who was three years younger than him. But how else? Raka already knows if he uses foundation.

The atmosphere returned silent and solemn after Mark cleaned and treated his own wounds. Raka asks Mark to tell her everything without covering anything up. After all, if Mark made a mistake Raka would not be possible to kill him.

If Mark is murdered. Poor soul mate Mark who was waiting for his meeting with Mark, although the belly of someone who knows what kind of soul mate Mark.

Yeah how is it? Mark is confused when he meets his soul mate through what route? Medsos do not have, women do not have, the work is busy to take care of the company has people (not his own company hehe), there is free time even told to be a spy. The point is Mark doesn't have time to find and approach women.

"Actually I've already obtained the evidence that Master might need. While on the way there were some people who blocked my car and ganged on me, at first I thought they were just a gang of robbers. But I was wrong, it turned out that their purpose made me fall it just wanted to take my phone to remove the video evidence," explained Mark who looks like a train, puanjang....

After the video was deleted, Mark just contacted Raka with his other phone. Mark should have sent the video to Raka immediately, but the rice had already become porridge.

"It seems she's not a random woman. Maybe what ganged me was a man from the woman," added Mark beropini.

"You're still holding the phone you used to take that video?" ask Raka.

"Still Taun. But his phone died because they didn't just delete the video. They also slammed and stomped on my phone firmly, until the phone screen cracked quite badly," explained Mark by giving the phone Raka asked.

Raka accepted it, twirling the phone that was not worth using. Repairing it seems difficult too.