My Unique Boyfriend's

My Unique Boyfriend's
Chapter 77 Moster



Two days after his meeting with Mr. Karto, Rafli returned to visit the Mental Hospital where Mr. Karto was treated. Although unlikely, Rafli still hopes to get a clue about the fire.


Rafli arrived at the RSJ just as the clock began, after getting permission from the doctor and also the nurse, Rafli was finally allowed into the room Pak Karto. Rafli felt full when he saw the condition of Mr. Karto, the old man was sitting pensively with a blank look, his mouth was unceasingly muttering like someone who was casting a spell. Sayup-sayup heard a sentence Rafli had heard two days before.


"It wasn't me, it wasn't me, I didn't burn the place down, I didn't know anything."


As if recorded in his head the sentence came out repeatedly from the mouth of Mr. Karto, and after saying the sentence Mr. Karto will act like someone who is afraid, he curled up, he said, his tied hands were raised as if protecting his body from the wrath of someone.


"Of my lord, I will close my mouth shut." He said again with lips grinding, his other limbs trembling.


"What really happened sir, why did you get here." Rafli monologues, although he had doubts, he finally ventured to approach Mr. Karto.


Rafli pulled up the chair and sat next to Mr. Karto's bed, he stared at the old man with a rope around his wrist. Rafli let out a long sigh, the problem was getting more complicated, he had to extract information from patients with psychiatric disorders.


"Sir Karto." Rafli seeks to interact with Mr. Karto.


"Sir Karto." Rafli.


After the third call, the man turned his head towards Rafli sitting down, he then looked at Rafli softly, the next second Pak Karto shed his tears.


"Why are you crying." Rafli said as he leaned his body so that the distance between the two was closer.


"It wasn't me, it wasn't me, I didn't burn the place down, I didn't know anything." Mr. Karto again recited the sentence with tears in his eyes.


"Then who did it sir, you can tell me, I'll catch the culprit." Rafli fishing rod, he really hopes to find a bright spot soon.


"Monster, the devil he's a terrible demon." Fizz sir Karto.


"Mosters? What do you mean sir?"


"She's a very pretty girl, but she's a monster."


"That poster burned him hahahah." Mr. Karto laughed out loud.


"Some little poster." He said again , the next second he roared and again looked frightened.


Hearing the cry of Mr. Karto, two nurses entered and injected something in the arm of Mr. Karto, a few seconds later Mr. Karto began to calm down and closed his eyes, he fell asleep.


Rafli massaged the base of his nose, everything became more and more complicated. Monsters, devils, set*an, beautiful girl who is like a muster. What a riddle that managed to make Rafli's head throb.


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Mr. Mahesa returned to the Art Life office, where he would discuss the final design before the hotel construction project began. Mr. Mahesa entrusted the entirety of his hotel building project to Arthur, from design to contractor, Mr. Mahesa believed Arthur would not let him down.


"Thank you for your trust, sir, I won't disappoint you." Arthur was confident.


"Together Mr. Arthur, I also believe you will not disappoint me." Answer Mr. Mahesa gently. "By the way where is Mala, I haven't seen her since?" Imbuh Mr. Mahesa. Arrival to Arthur's office he used to see his daughter, but unfortunately in search he did not meet since earlier


"No need for Mr. Arthur. Then excuse me."


Mr. Mahesa came out of Arthur's room, he spread his gaze in all directions, his eyes sparkling as soon as he saw Mala joking with his friend. Mr. Mahesa observed Mala from a considerable distance, regret filled his heart again, making him feel tight, as if a heavy burden squeezed his heart.


"You're so pretty, you look like your mother." Inner Lord Mahesa, he again remembered his dead ex-wife.


"Mr Mahesa." Panggi Mala after the girl saw Mr. Mahesa daydreaming, she approached Mr. Mahesa with a smile on her face.


"Why are you standing here?" Ask Mala.


"Ah, I just finished a meeting with Mr. Arthur, I'm admiring Mr. Arthur's very nice office." Kill Mr. Mahesa.


"Oh, fine then. Excuse me sir, there's work I haven't finished yet."


Mala bowed respectfully, he then entered into Arthur's room, he wanted to submit his latest Landscape design.


Mr. Mahesa looked at Mala with sadness, he could not bear to see his daughter had to work hard. Mr. Mahesa was angry when he knew that Mala had been made the backbone by Bi Ningsih, he had come to bi Ningsih to teach the evil woman a lesson. Fortunately for the time being Mala lives with Arthur, Mr. Mahesa is a little happy, for some reason she believes that Arthur is able to protect her daughter.


Mala approached Arthur who was sitting on a chair while massaging his temple. Mala stood at Arthur's desk and watched the man silently.


"Are you not feeling well?" Mala sounded like she was worrying about Arthur.


"I'm fine, it's just that my job is too much." Complain Arthur. He took off his glasses and put them on the table.


"Do you want to make tea?" Tawar Mala's.


"No need, I'm just an extra labor of energy, I need to charge." Refuse Arthur.


"How is it?" Mala was confused.


"Come here."


Mala shifted his legs, he was now standing next to Arthur, Mala thought they would discuss the design that Mala made, but apparently the gadia was wrong, Arthur pulled Mala's hand until it fell on Arthur's lap. Mala was aghast, he tried to get up, but in vain, because Arthur's power was so strong.


Arthur wrapped both his hands around Mala's waist, while Mala just lowered her head, she was holding her heart back from pounding excessively.


"I need to charge it immediately." Said Arthur slowly, he hugged Mala's body tightly and buried his head in the niche of Mala's neck.


"Sir let go, what are you doing." Mala protests, he tries to push Arthur's shoulder but does not move a bit.


"A moment, I'm tired, I have to charge so I can get excited again."


Mala breathed out violently, she knew the action against her would never work. Finally Mala let Arthur embrace her, only the warmth of Arthur's breath that swept the skin of his neck made Mala bristled, he began to fidget and feel uncomfortable sitting on Arthur's lap.


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