THE PSYCHOPATH BABY BOY

THE PSYCHOPATH BABY BOY
The figure in the past.



"Dad, I need data on grandfathers, our families, and everyone who's ever been close to grandfather or father." Pinta Quenby enjoying her morning breakfast.


"Of course, honey, as I recall it's still at home in storage. After breakfast, I'll get you." Ava replied while sipping her hot coffee.


"Is there anything I can help you with?" ask Karina.


"No need Mom, just pay attention to Rafa's needs if you don't mind. Today I'm home tonight." Answer Quenby


"Why do I have to go home at night?" ask Karina again.


"Rey and I are about to investigate this case, starting with Vanilla." Quenby said as he picked up a tissue, then reached out his hand to wipe Rafa's lips with the rest of the bread on the corner of his lips.


"Momy, I can do it myself." Rafa touches Quenby's hand. "I've grown up Mommy."


Quenby chuckled at the embarrassed look on his son's face. "Even if you're a big boy, you're still my little son."


"Momy's.." Rafa hugged Quenby at a glance.


"It's noon, you have to get to college. Let Uncle Pickles drive you." Quenby said then stood by Rafa.


"I want to go alone Mommy, can I?" Refuse Rafa to deliver Acar.


"All right, but promise me. Don't be naughty, don't come home late."


"Yes Mom..!" sahut Rafa is happy.


"Let's go!"


Rafa nodded his head, then said goodbye to his grandparents. Then they walked out of the house together.


But just arrived at the page. Rey, who had just arrived, asked Quenby to come with her.


"There's something important you should know about Vanilla. There's a new fact that might lead us to our next clue." Said Rey.


"All right!" suhut Quenby turned towards Rafa. "Darling, you go first. Heart on the road!"


Rafa nodded his head, wearing a helmet and then got on the bike. Quenby waved as Rafa's motorbike drove out of the yard, as a car entered the gate.


Quenby and Rey watched Livian walk out the car door and approach the two of them.


"Livian, what's the matter with you coming here?" ask Quenby lazily.


"Quen, I want to apologize for my stupidity. Do you have time?" ask Livian.


"I forgive you, forget it. I don't have time to talk. My husband needs my help right away, and he's more important than anything. Because Avram is the life of my son" Quenby said.


"I'll wait until you have time, but can I help you?" ask Livian.


"No need!" quenby Sahut. "Let's go." Take Quenby to Rey.


Livian let out a long sigh, watching Quenby get in the car with Rey.


"Who's Rey? why is he so familiar? he came at the right time as if all this had been planned." Livian muttered softly watching Quenby's car leave the yard.


***


On campus.


All the students on that campus no one dared to approach Rafa, let alone make friends. They were reluctant because they were afraid.


The golden opportunity was not in vain Aranza and Valeri to make fun of Rafa, they both had no kapoknya although Rafa repeatedly made Aranza embarrassed in front of his fellow students.


"Elena!" call Rafa running towards Elena who is walking towards the campus gate.


Elena turned to look at Rafa and smiled. "Rafa, what's wrong?" ask Elena.


"Tumben, aren't you waiting for me?" ask Rafa.


"He came home with me." Said a man interrupting.


Rafa turned his gaze to the figure of a man who was more mature than him.


"You who?" rafa asked frowning, looking at the man.


Rafa fell silent, glanced for a moment at Elena, then turned his gaze back. "Oh, are you Elena's fiancee?" he said he didn't understand.


"Here it is, he will not understand what a fiancee is, what love is. Rafa's a child." Timpal Elena's a little tart.


Rafa turned his head towards Elena, he felt that there was something strange about Elena's attitude. But until now he has not understood.


"Rafa, I'm home first!" elena exclaimed as she wrestled spoiled in Alrick's arm.


"Please!" sahut Rafa smiled.


"Come on!"


Elena pulled Alrick's hand, then they walked along. Rafa watched without blinking, for some reason this time there was something different with Rafa's heart. But he still doesn't understand why.


"Are you not jealous?"


Rafa turned his head to the side staring towards Valeri who was standing beside him.


"Jealous?" ask Rafa back.


"Yes, jealousy? don't you feel jealous seeing Elena with another man?" point Valeri to Rafa's chest.


"I don't know what jealousy is, I don't understand what you mean. What then? why are you telling me?" ask Rafa again.


"Nothing!" sahut Valery. "Rapid.."


"Yes?"


"I'm sorry for my attitude, will you forgive me?" ask Valeri.


"Forget it!" sahut Rafa, then set foot into the parking lot, followed by Valeri.


"Rapha!"


"Otherwise?" Rafa.


"Thank you, you'll forgive me."


Rafa nodded his head, then picked up the helmet on the bike. "Why are you still here?" ask Rafa confused.


"It's okay, sorry. I'll go first!" Valeri smiles briefly, then runs away from Rafa in the parking area.


Just as Rafa was about to put on his helmet, a man wearing a wide black hat, a black overcoat of all black clothes appeared before him. The man stood up with sharp eyes.


"Good day, Young Master." The man took off his hat, bowed his body.


"Who are you?" rafa asked, looking at both of her eyes, they looked white on the right, like doll eyes. His right face looks very damaged by a hard water flush. Anyone who looked at the man's face would run away in fear.


"Jimi.." His right hand was stretched out while using his hat again.


"Jimi?" Rafa just stared at the man's hand.


"Young master definitely doesn't know me, but I know your grandfather." Said Jimi.


"Yes?" sahut Rafa's.


"Of course Young Master. In the past, I was a lawyer and confidant of Mr. Yong Ma." Jimi.


Rafa nodded his head, looking seriously at Jimi.


"All right, I believe you. How about you meet my grandfather?" proul Rafa's.


"Thank you Young Master, just give my regards to Mr. Alfarezi. Tell me, Jimi's back." Said.


"All right, now you move aside. I'm going home!" sahut Rafa, then wearing a helmet, got on the bike.


"Heart young master!" jimi smiled.


Rafa took a quick glance, then turned on the engine. "Thank you!" sahut Rafa then drove his bike.


"Smart kid, your opponent is balanced son." Mumbled Jimi.