My Unique Boyfriend's

Chapter 137 A mad dog

"You." Strangled Marsel with a choked voice. He could not believe what he saw, a beautiful little girl stood up while choking and grinning as she looked at him. The girl he had met several times looked so different, the girl was wearing black jeans, a black shirt and a matching leather jacket, her tiny lips were polished with a bright red color lipstick, her widened eyes exuding a grudge in them.

"Why you are so old." The grumbled dragon-tattooed young man.

The girl was silent, she did not care about the boy's chatter, she focused on Marsel, her gaze looked so horrible as if she had just caught her game animal and was about to roast it.

"What are you doing, miss?" Asked Marsel with a stiffened face.

"I." The girl pointed at herself. "Of course I want to avenge you, Marsel, I thought you'd be in jail, but after seeing you free to roam I rethink, what if I was the one who gave you the punishment." And then the girl came back grinning.

"I didn't expect that if you weren't as innocent as I thought you were, you really deserved to be the son-in-law of the Bagaskara family." Said Marcel with a contemptuous look.

The girl was visibly angry to hear Marsel's taunts, she passed by the young man who was still sitting in his chair and standing right in front of Marsel.

"Marsel, in order to face an animal like you I also have to play the role of an animal anyway, I am willing to be a mad dog to bite you one by one."

"you guys? What do you mean Miss Nadraswara?"

"Well, so it's true, you were the one who gave the CCTV footage to my father." Said the girl clapping her hands.

"Ah yeah, you asked about what you meant, right? Isn't it obvious, you guys I'm referring to are you, Mr. Bagaskara and the original culprit who burned the villa at the top."

"But before that, I think I have to repay you first."

The girl paused for a moment, she turned around and looked at the young man who was still sitting in front of her. "Where's the knife I asked Sofyan for." Said the girl, holding her hand in the air.

The young man named Sofyan gnashed his forehead, hesitatingly taking out the knife he had stored behind his jeans. "Mala, are you sure?" He looked at his cousin.

Mala, the girl is Mala, she accidentally asks Sofyan for help to find where Marsel is. Now that Marsel is in front of his eyes, he intends to take revenge on the man. The overflowing anger made the beautiful girl so good-natured as if blindfolded, seeing the man she loved almost committed suicide made her even more in pain and craze, he said, he promised to find the arsonist of the villa, and the road would open if the girl held the key, Marsel.

Mala grabbed the knife, he turned back and brandished the knife right in front of one of Marsel's eyes, the man was unmoving, the killing aura emanating from Mala's eyes made his guts shrivel, he recalled Petra injuring his face blindly.

"It looks like my future husband has revealed that I scratched your face." Mala said while observing the scratch marks that filled the face of Marsel.

"What's wrong, I can add scratches on the part of the face that is still empty."

Mala seemed serious with his words, he put the knife with the pointed tip and the sharp bun on Marsel's cheek, the coldness of the blade body made Marsel shiver and sweat coldly.

"What are you doing, miss?" Said Marsel with a trembling mouth.

Mala did not bother him, the pain had covered his senses, like a possessed person, Mala began to scratch the face of Marsel with the tip of the knife was quite pointed. Marsel grimaced with the pain along with the fresh blood coming out from the wound on his face that was quite deep.

"Ma.la is..Mala, what are you doing?" Sofyan is surprised to see his cousin hurt others, all this time he considers Mala is a weak girl, he does not believe that Mala now dares to hurt someone, and the action makes Sofyan's body tremble violently.

"Silent brother, do you want to feel it too." Mala said without looking back where Sofyan was.

Sofyan was silent for a moment, he again noticed Mala who was scratching Marsel's face without feeling. Sofyan shuddered in horror at the bloodied face of Marsel.

"Because I'm being kind, I'm gonna stop this. How, does it hurt?" Mala asked, he noticed the rest of the blood at the end of his knife.

"What do you want, miss?" Said Marsel, his face felt very sore making him a little stammered when talking.

"Why don't you ask me from the beginning what I want." Mala again grinned, indeed the kind girl was no longer helped.

"Tell me what really happened during the fire at the villa, you must know everything because you're a former trusted man, Mr. Bagaskara."

Marsel nodded quickly. "I don't know, I don't know anything, I just know if the fire was set by young master Arthur." Kill Marcel with a trembling voice.

Hearing Arthur's name from Marsel's dirty mouth made Mala more inflamed, he almost stuck a knife in one of Marsel's eyes, fortunately Sofyan held her hand so that it did not hurt anyone.

"Mala, you don't go crazy, we can be in jail." Sofyan still held Mala's wrist.

The girl was silent for a moment, she tried to neutralize her overflowing emotions, after she felt calm she released Sofyan's hand on her wrist.

Mala put his knife right on Marsel's thigh, he then took something out from behind his leather jacket, a small teddy bear made the eyeball marsel perfectly round.

"You sure you don't know anything about Marsel? Ah cute doll just like the owner. What's his name, brother, I forgot?" Mala said as she glanced at Sofyan.

"Michele." Sofyan replied briefly.

Mala again grabbed the knife again, he wiped the traces of Marsel's blood on the fur of the cream-colored teddy bear so that it left a mark between the fine feathers..The doll that was originally so sweet turned like a cursed doll in a horror movie.

"Sister Sofyan, where did you get this doll from." Mala asked while sticking her knife in the belly of the teddy bear.

"Tk Pertiwi."

"Did I need to pick up Michele so you could talk to me?"

Marsel was still silent, he did not think the girl could find his daughter, even though he had been closing the meeting of his family members, he said, even Mr. Bagaskara himself did not know if he was married and had a daughter named Michele.

"Sister, get Michele now, bring the boy here."

"okay." Jawan Sofyan was full of enthusiasm, he had imagined the legacy of Mala that would be given to him, for that he obeyed all Mala's orders. With a sly smile, Sofyan moved from the place, but before he could get out, Marsel first held him back.

"Wait, please don't hurt my daughter. All right I'll talk to me, everything I know I'll tell you." Ribbon Marsel with pleading.

"Wait for my brother." Mala called Sofyan to have the young man sit down again.

"Say." Mala said she still plays the knife on the body of a small teddy bear.

"I don't know for sure, but Mr. Bagaskara once told me to look for a man, he said he was his former servant and who had set the villa on fire. I'm sure that old man is the mastermind, he's a cunning man and doesn't want to be blamed."

"Male servant? Then did you find the guy?"

"I found him. I'll tell you, but promise me to keep the identity of my son and wife a secret, please miss."

"All right, I promise you don't play me."

"Come to your father's company, miss, find a cleaning service called Mr. Darman."

"Sir Darman....

SERIATE..