Perfect Boyfriend's
Accepting the Challenge

Time passed after from the bookstore they did not directly return to the hotel. They stopped by the restaurant on the way to the hotel for lunch.

"It shouldn't have come down" Dyxie said.

"Why?"

"Say you want to buy our friends?"

Raksha put down her cutlery. He stared fixedly at Dyxie's face. For a second did not take his eyes off the girl's face.

"Why see me like that?"

"Who would like to, we can still treat them tomorrow after tomorrow and the other day" replied Raksha answering him Dyxie's question.

That guy wants to look at Dyxie as much as he can. I don't know why it feels like if happy like this there will be problems approaching him. He was too afraid to be happy. Therefore, before the problem came, he wanted to look at his lover's face as much as possible.

"Eh, Raksha."

Raksha was immediately surprised to hear Dyxie say her name, very rarely would the girl call her by name. Usually he is called a pack ketos, giant, drip sasaeng and so forth.

"Tumben called me a name?"

Dyxie. "So, who wants to."

"Where are you going?" ask Raksha.

"Go home, I'm tired of just going around."

After finishing their lunch they looked for a walk together to the bus stop. But before the bus arrives, the person Raksha is so unwilling to see comes with his personal assistant. Raksha immediately hid Dyxie behind his sturdy body.

"Back home!" said the man.

"Son, I don't want to go home" Raksha said with sharp eyes.

"Oh, so this is because your grades are dropping?" asked the middle-aged man to look at Dyxie who was behind Raksha.

"Don't associate him with my grades! He has nothing to do with my grades!" raksha said firmly.

"Wahh, now you have dared to raise your voice to me huh?! That girl who ruined your manners?!"

Feeling himself called out, Dyxie shifted Raksha's body from in front of him. He had already guessed who was in front of them. Judging from his stature the man was very similar to Raksha. It was definitely Raksha's father.

"You're the one who made my son's grades plummet?!!"

"I don't know about it, ask your son. All I want to make clear is, I never ruined your son's manners!" dyxie replied firmly, her eyes aiming sharply at her papa Raksha without the slightest fear.

"Heh, this kind of girl is your choice? No manners. You better be with Aveline."

"You want me to marry a murderer?" ask Raksha.

"He's not a killer! Angel died by suicide!"

"Mark Davison Bagaskara's. Are your eyes blind? He's obviously a killer! Even if not with his own hands." said Dyxie. His look was so intimidating. "You should've known the contents of Angel's diary, she was bullied with hurtful words. Though the Aveline that you praise knows Angel has a chronic disease. Or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Mark was a little shocked when he found out Dyxie knew his full name. But he tried to hide it.

"You're saying I don't have manners? How are you alone? Angry on the side of the highway and invite the attention of many polite people is it?"

"Bad! Your parents never taught you manners?!"

Hearing his parents called Dyxie aura instantly darkened. She could indeed be called a naughty girl, but it had nothing to do with her parents. Even if he is naughty, he always respects anyone depending on the attitude of the person to him. His parents taught him that. Lleonara's family is upheld by her high standards of decency. Dyxie does not like anyone insulting her family.

"Don't you ever mention my parents with your dirty mouth!"

"Dyxie..." Raksha called out to Dyxie slowly. It's not that he doesn't like his dad to be treated that way. The guy was just afraid his papa would hurt Dyxie.

"Look! This is the couple you chose?! He insulted me your papa and you just kept quiet?"

"I don't care about papa's gaze, I'm sure of my choice." answered Raksha steadily, his hand clasping Dyxie's hand.

"satisfied? Satisfied you poisoned my son's mind?"

"Happy! Very satisfied! The poison from me became the antidote to the poison you had given to you long ago!" dyxie replied, then pulled Raksha away from there.

"Go one more step, your mama will torture me!"

Raksha stopped her steps. This was what his father always did when he started fighting back. His father would threaten to torture his mother. And the middle-aged man's words were not playful, once when Raksha tried to fight his papa directly whipping his mother. From then on he did not dare to fight.

The middle-aged man smiled in anguish. He knew his son would be weak if he had dealt with his mother. "Back home!" the man's orders were firm.

Raksha looked at Dyxie's bead. His hands clasped Dyxie's hands tighter, he didn't want to go home with his papa. But her mother is the bet. After staring at Dyxie's face, slowly the grasp of the hand loosened. And finally come off. The man walked towards his father.

"Get in the car!"

"Good." Raksha just complies.

"You! Wait for the consequences of your lassiness to me!" mark said after that he got in the car and drove away from the place.

Dyxie clenched her hands, as a vent of her anger she hit the tree beside her. Not kidding, his hand was injured and the part of the tree he hit was also crushed until the sap came out.

"Gue can't stay silent."

Dyxie calls Shaka for help. He was sure that the person called papa by Raksha was not a good papa. Dyxie can tell by threatening Raksha by torturing his own wife. It was concluded that he could also torture Raksha.

"Help me brother."

"What's baby helping?"

"Bawel Lo ah, the hunt here" Dyxie said and then hung up..

There hasn't been five minutes since Dyxie hung up on him, the guy he called earlier is already behind him. Leaned on the tree he had hit.

"The tree's compassion is not wrong to hit" said Shaka who made Dyxie turn immediately.

"Hurry up?"

"Gue take you to the hospital, won't Hon?" ask Shaka to the tree.

"Cinting! Help me!"

Shaka laughs. Then it approached Dyxie and pecked at the top of the girl's head.

"Hm, I'm helping. Btw be clever too Lo."

"What?"

"No need to pretend to bego, I know you put a voice eavesdropper on Raksha's shirt" Shaka said, causing Dyxie to squint her eyes.

"Lo nguntit me all day?"

"Seru, I'll see another romantic comedy."

"Damn."

"Come, find a seat. I connect the GPS on the eavesdropper to my phone."

They go to one of the cafes nearby and track where Mark takes Raksha away. They can also clearly hear the conversation of Raksha and Mark.

"I don't want to know! Leave that girl behind!"

"No! I have complied with going home with you. I will never leave my girlfriend!"

Shaka laughed at hearing that. "Don't the boyfriend?"

"Silence Lo brother!" ketus Dyxies.

They continued to listen to Raksha and Mark's conversation.

"Well if that's what you want! Al, speed up the car! Whip I've missed this damn kid!" said Mark.

Dyxie's eyebrows instantly shriveled upon hearing that. Unlike Shaka who was not surprised to hear it. He's known that for a long time.

"Sister!"

"Lo wait at the hotel. There Mark's men are many. I don't want you to get hurt."

"But brother-"

"You know Aura told me to go back to the hotel, there's something I want to talk to you guys about" Shaka said, then rushed away from there following Raksha. He won't let that poor guy get hurt.

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