My Unique Boyfriend's

Chapter 95 Anger Petra

"Let's make up for this mistake and get married." Lala said after gathering all her courage.

Rafli raised his head, he looked at Lala as if he could not believe what he had just heard.

"You sure?"

The girl nodded quickly, her decision was already unanimous. Rafli commented on the smile on his lips, he immediately got up and ran towards Lala, he immediately hugged Lala tightly.

"I'm sorry. Thank you for marrying me." Rafli said, he smiled happily.

"I also thank you for taking responsibility." Reply Lala while returning Rafli's embrace.

Rafli took off his embrace, he looked at Lala's face and stroked her cheek gently. "Of course, didn't I ask you to get married in the first place." Sincerely speaking.

"It was my fault for rejecting you back then. But can you get dressed first, I'm amused to see that." Lala said pointing to something that was down there.

Rafli reflexes covered his sleeping worm with both hands, forgetting to put on his clothes again. Rafli hurriedly went inside the bathroom before growing embarrassed.

Thirty minutes later both of them were neat and ready to move, Lala would leave for the campus while Rafli would go to the office before going to the Hospital because many documents required Arthur's signature.

Rafli observes Lala's strange steps, the girl walks slowly and looks uncomfortable.

"What hurts?" Rafli asked, he knew it all because of him.

"Little." Lala replied slowly, she was actually embarrassed to admit it if it was very painful down there.

"I'm just anterin yes, I can't bear you riding a motorcycle." Tawar Rafli while looking at Lala, his face looks worried.

Lala nodded, he also felt unable to ride his bike, leaving with Rafli was the best option at the moment.

Rafli opens the car door for Lala, after the girl enters he closes the door and follows into the car. Rafli drives his car to the Lala campus.

"What kind of marriage do you want?" Rafli asked as he glanced at Lala at a glance, then he refocused on the street in front of him.

"Simplistically, we can save the money for other purposes."

Rafli did not expect to hear Lala's answer, Lala should not demand a luxurious marriage to him, but in fact, not the girl just asked for a simple wedding, what makes Rafli even more sure to marry the girl sitting next to him.

Not feeling they have reached the front of the Lala campus, Rafli pulled his car right in front of the campus gate.

"When I can't pick you up." Sesal Rafli's.

"No papa, I can order a taxi online. I'm down yeah, be careful on the road."

Lala took off her seatbelt and opened the car door, but Rafli held her hand.

"What's wrong?" Ask Lala wonder.

Rafli did not answer, he took his wallet out of his pants pocket. Rafli took out a black card and handed it to Lala.

"Use this for later application."

Lala holds a card that is still in the hands of Rafli. "No need, I have a little savings, yesterday's apprentice Mr. Arthur gave me a lot of bonuses." Refuse Lala subtly, he did not deserve money from Rafli because they are not legal to be husband and wife.

"Save your money for other needs, from now on you are my responsibility." Rafli said that anyone who heard it would melt.

With a slight hesitation Lala received the card and put it in the wallet. "Thank you." Sincerely speaking.

Rafli just nodded, he then pulled Lala's nape and kissed Lala's forehead. "Call me if anything happens."

Lala smiled, he then got out of Rafli's car and immediately entered the campus. Rafli gazes at Lala's departure, observing Lala's movements that look uncomfortable making Rafli again feel guilty.

As he was leaving the Lala campus, Rafli's phone suddenly rang, Rafli immediately grabbed it, a call from Doctor Lutfi, Rafli immediately answered him.

"Yes Doc." Rafli started the conversation.

"Pak Karto is aware, your nurse has also come, I have to go home." Doctor Lutfi said politely.

"Thank you for your hard work Doc."

Rafli kept his phone back, he checked the circular watch in his hand, he was too late to come to the office, today is history because for a few years working for Arthur he was never late at all.

***

At the Hospital, Petra was feeding Mala, for some reason her wild soul seemed to just disappear and turn into a softer figure.

Mala ate voraciously, she recalled the doctor's advice to spend her meal to recover quickly, Mala also tried not to think too much about Mr. Mahesa.

"Smart kid." Petra said while patting Mala's crown.

"I'm not a dog, why are you patting me on the head." Mala protested, she glared at Petra.

Petra scrunched her forehead, she looked at Mala's face. "But you're adorable like a puppy." Speak without burden.

"Petraa."

Petra chuckled, she placed the bowl of porridge on the table and helped Mala to drink even though Mala's face still looked sour due to her ridicule. Petra also painstakingly helped Mala to take her medication.

"Not anything else, am I going to take a shower?" Petra asked and was only answered by Mala.

Petra walked towards the closet, she took a deep breath after opening the closet, the clothes that Arthur brought were really not her style, only after the white suit and shirt that filled the closet, which was really not her style, while Petra prefers to wear jeans and t-shirts and leather jackets as a complement.

Petra grabbed a black cloth trouser and a long white shirt and took it to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later Petra came out of the bathroom, looking uncomfortable wearing Arthur's usual outfit.

"Why am I such a rich intern." His murmuring was mirrored.

"Wear the suit to look like a CEO instead of an intern." Mala's advice sounds more like a mockery to Petra.

"Just be quiet, I'm not asking for your opinion puppy." Petra looked towards Mala while smiling smrik, her face looking very annoying.

"Basic sucks."

Tok.dok..

The sound of knocking on the door ended their mockery, they turned towards the door at the same time, from behind the door Rafli entered with a stack of documents in his hand.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Rafli asked, from the style of the establishment alone Rafli could already guess if the man in front of him was Petra.

"I don't know either, I woke up early and I'm still here."

"Then help me now, all these documents need Mr. Arthur's signature."

"I'm not your maid." Reject Petra.

"It must be fun to make a campfire with your big motor." Rafli said with a sly smile, he walked towards the sofa and placed all the documents on the table in front of the sofa.

"See, you menacing handyman." Petra looked very upset, but she kept following Rafli and sitting next to him, observing the many documents that had to be signed. Petra grabbed one by one the document, he began to dribble pen on it and imitate Arthur's signature.

Shortly heard the sound of Rafli's cell phone, he immediately raised a call from his men, Tomi.

"Yes Tom, did you catch him?" Rafli asked while observing Petra's work.

"When did you and Mr Arthur come here?" Tomi said from across the street.

"What happened, who did you arrest?" Sela Petra suddenly.

"The man who sent Mr. Raymon." Rafli said slowly, he did not want Mala to hear it.

"I told you, there's no way Mr. Raymon did it. But yeah, let's get there now."

Petra suddenly stood up from her seat, she rolled her shirt arm up to her elbow. Rafli drew Petra's hand until she sat back down.

"Whoever invites you, I will go with Mr. Arthur." Tukas Rafli's.

"I also want to beat him up, let's just say I represent Arthur. Come on, my hands are already itching to hit someone." Pinta Petra, she looks so excited.

Rafli seemed to weigh Petra's wishes, he glanced at Mala at a glance and looked at Petra. "You can't show me who you really are, you have to be Arthur's master."

"It's easy."

Rafli tidied up all the documents that were on the table, he stood in follow Petra, they walked towards Mala's bed.

"We have to leave, there is work that Mr. Arthur has to deal with. If you need anything, you just yell, there's two men standing by the door." Rafli said at length.

Mala just nodded, staring at the departure of the two handsome men, before disappearing behind the door Petra had waved to him and smiled.

****

Rafli and Petra arrive at an abandoned house on the outskirts of Jakarta. Tomi and his men greeted Rafli and Petra with respect, both entering the house and a man sitting down with his legs and hands tied.

"How does it feel to tie Marsel?" Rafli said not friendly.

The owner of the name nodded his bowed head, he looked at Rafli sharply, he muttered and tried to untie in his hands. But Rafli instead smiled with satisfaction when he saw Marsel thrashing, Marsel's battered face and his mouth gagged with cloth made Rafli laugh broke.

In contrast to Rafli who was laughing, Petra actually felt a great anger, the fact that Marsel who had harmed Mala made Petra want to kill him immediately.

"So you're the one who's been bothering Mala?" Petra said with a breath that began to hunt, her emotions almost overflowing.

Petra forcibly pulled the cloth that had gagged Marsel's mouth. "Why do you have the heart, what's wrong with you?" Ask again with a scary look.

"No, no, that's not the right question. Mala can't have a problem with you. The question is who told you to kill Mala?"

"Jawab or I will make you mute forever." Threat Petra.

Marsel was still silent, he was very loyal to his master, even though Petra threatened him but he did not look daunted, from the look of his eyes he seemed fearless.

"What injuries does Mala Raf suffer?" Petra asked, she turned her head to the side and waited for an answer from Rafli.

"Relial bone dislocation, concussion and broken ribs so as to tear the liver." Rafli mentioned one by one the injuries experienced by Mala due to hit-and-run done by Marsel.

"Don't forget the scratch on Raf's pretty face." Petra said, he walked to a table in the corner of the room, Petra took a glass bottle of liquor and brought it again to the place where Marsel was tied.

Petra slammed the bottle until it broke, he picked up the piece of glass, a grin clearly drawn on his cold face. Petra put the glass on Marsel's face and the next second the glass was completely stuck to Marsel's face.

"You better answer me before my patience runs out. Who told you to?" Petra shouted, her voice echoing inside the old house.

Not as expected, Marsel's mouth closed tightly and made Petra even more angry.

Srreet..

Petra scratched Marsel's face with a glass fragment to cause a deep scratch, fresh blood began to come out from the scratch.

Marsel grimaced with the pain in his cheek, he really did not expect that his young master could do such a thing.

"It looks like the wound on Mala's face isn't just one."

Sreet, sreet, sreet

Petra again scratched Marsel's face, not just once but many times making the owner of the face wail in pain.

Rafli was still silent, watching Petra torture Marsel. Rafli believes if Arthur is in Petra's position, he will also do the same with what Petra did.

"Bone neck surgery, what should I do to make such an injury?"

Petra scratched her ear while looking for something she could use to torture Marsel. A grin reappeared on his face as he found a one-meter-long wooden block near the door.

"Woy, please get me that wood." Petra's word to Tomi's men not far from there. Tomi's men immediately followed his boss's orders, taking the wood and giving it to Petra.

"You still don't want to talk?"

Bugs..

Petra hit the left neck of Marsel hard, Marsel's body almost thrown to the side due to a blow from Petra.

"One side is not enough, right?"

Bugs...

A hard blow came back to Marsel's neck, but this time around in the right neck, Petra was not messing around with his threat.

Petra let out a rough breath, he grew even more annoyed that Marsel was still silent.

"You are a loyal dog."

"Raf, where is the human heart?" Petra asked, the question managed to make Rafli feel afraid

"Where's Raf?" Petra's rework is full of emphasis.

"What are you going to do?" Ask Rafli worriedly.

"I'm just asking, just answer where it is."

"Upper right abdominal cavity, just below the right ribs."

Petra laughed insipidly, he took out a knife from behind his shirt, a fruit knife he had accidentally brought from the Hospital.

Rafli is surprised to see the knife in Petra's hand, he tries to keep Petra from being rash.

"Call Raf, I'm just scaring him." Petra's whisper is right in front of Rafli's earlobe.

"Aa.what an.da do t.uuan." Marsel said, he was getting nervous.

Petra did not answer, he brought the knife closer to Marsel's chest, quickly the knife had torn the white shirt with a blood patch on Marsel so that it showed Marsel's chest.

"Face already, neck already, then the turn of the liver. Mala's heart must be cut off because it's broken, isn't it fair that I also cut off part of your heart?"

The coldness of the blade surface made Marsel stiffen, suddenly Petra's threat frightened him.

"Young master, forgive me. I'll tell you who told me." Said Marcell with a vibrating body.

"Aissh, why not earlier. Quickly tell me who told you to."

"Master Ba....

Dor...

SERIATE..