The Psychopath Twin Princess
62-The Beginning of Revenge

The flashback

"Rifa.

"Yes." he said, looking in the direction that called out to him.

"What's wrong? No need to shout loudly." he added with an annoyed face, making him chuckle. She approached Rifa with her sweet smile, even very sweet, as she had dimples on her cheeks, making anyone who looked on would be mesmerized.

"Yes yes, you are too rigid Fa."

"Whispering... "Sadly, Rifa is indeed quiet, although sometimes looks cute but when she is chatty she will not stop talking.

"Oh, where is Arsya? Tumben he didn't come here." he asked, because he didn't see Arsya.

"Oh him, he said to come home early because there's something he has to take care of." Arsya had already told Rifa, because Arsya had to help her father take care of the company. Already from entering high school, Arsya helped her father in business, so after school sometimes he was busy, like adults, when he was sixteen years old.

"So yeah, yeah let's go home" he told Rifa, they are often together, and usually with Arsya. They both went home using a motorbike, shaking as usual.

"Where are we going?" asked him who was driving the bike.

"Just go to your house, I want to go there playing guitar and relax" said Rifa, because relaxing at her best friend's house is better, than in her big house that makes it crowded.

"Beres, ok we're there now." he drove his bike to his house, indeed he was just a simple person and did not live in luxury, but he enjoyed it so much.

A few minutes later.....

When the two of them got home, Rifa got off the bike as well as her best friend. They entered the house simple but so comfortable, many ornamental plants in front of the house, adding shade.

"Eh nak Rifa. "welcome her best friend's mother, Rifa immediately approached her best friend's mother.

"Yes ma'am." she said with a sweet smile.

"Where's Arsya? why not come?" asked the mother.

"Oh That's ma'am Arsya has to go home early, he said there is a family affair" explained Rifa, he also did not know if Arsya suddenly came home early.

"Ohh so yeah... " Rifa and her friends also entered the house, they chatted and chatted together, Rifa has been used to doing since they became close friends and now they have become close friends.

Until it does not feel the time is late afternoon, they are still busy playing the guitar, Rifa is used to go home at night, sometimes until morning, because her parents are too busy thinking about their work world.

While elsewhere.....

"But my father couldn't kill him, because of him...."

"We don't have much to say, we are from a mafia family, and it's our job to eradicate those who betray our families." Devan said, someone has betrayed his mafia, even their secrets have been sold by the traitor.

"Well, I'm just doing the job you gave me, but promise me, don't make me your replacement when you're going to retire, because I don't like this path, let me choose my own." Arsya does not want to be a replacement for his father to be the chairman of the mafia, he is not interested in this kind of thing.

"Ok deal..dad agreed." they shook hands, agreed with Arsya's terms.

Arsya went from the headquarters to the road that was passed by the traitor of his family, Arsya had already found out all about who exactly the traitor was, indeed Arsya strongly refused, since this was the first murder he had committed, but for the safety of his extended family, as well as the insistence of his father, he could not resist.

"Dad I leave now." he said through the earphones placed in his ears, Devan smiled, it was a result of disturbing the peace of the lion. And this is the first murder to be committed, and this is the beginning of the psychopath.

Because Arsya has intelligence above average, he has set the seaplane possible so that the target is not aware that he is in the middle, Rifa already knows the ins and outs of the Azhar family, Azhar family, while the other friend did not know, because he was not long close to Rifa and Arsya.

He went alone without a bodyguard, because it would only make it difficult for Arsya to move, Arsya was still on the road using an ordinary sedan car, so that no one would be suspicious of him. After about fifteen minutes, Arsya parked his car right next to the traitor's vehicle, in fact Arsya had long been stalking him, so in very memorized his car plate.

Because he knew that his father's subordinates were betraying, but he did not intend to tell the father, but because the words belonging to his father were very much, finally known also by Devan, Devan, and only now does Devan order Arsya to kill him.

"Damn why should I kill him. " muttered Arsya, while putting his gun behind his suit. Arsya got out of the car and stood at the entrance of a discotheque. Officers checked Arsya, it felt safe he was finally allowed in. Not to forget he also showed his fake Identity card, so as not to be suspected.

He saw a man of forty years of age, but his face still looked fresh, invisible wrinkles due to his aging age, he was in the crowd of some sexy women.

"Cih bastard son of a bitch.". "sad Arsya, he was sick of seeing the dirty scene. He began to look for a safe position so as not to be suspected by the guests and also the officers. Arsya was still acting like a guest, in order to be able to pay attention to the movements of the man.

Arsya glanced at her watch, she was still at seven in the night, discos had started to arrive looking for comfort in the cursed place.

Until an hour later......

"We will from now on be a traitor, he is only concerned with pleasure rather than thinking of the secret he revealed, which will instead lead him to death." - his inner self with his murderous smile. He also could not accept seeing him easily reveal his big family secrets to his father's enemies, who had been guarded desperately by all his family.

"Laugh before death to pick you up." he muttered while pointing his gun, but suddenly he remembered the face of his best friend, Arsya knew that the one killed was the father of his best friend, he pity if one day this boredom will be known by his friends. The truth is that the father is a womanizer, and he is devastated if his best friend knows the killer is his own best friend.

With a smile Arsya began to aim at the direction of the bullet so as not to miss, and at the same time the smiling face of his best friend increasingly rotated violently in his head.

"I'm sorry Alan, I just don't want you to see this directly with your eyes." he said before the bullet actually shot towards his target.

Dor....

The sound of gunfire signaled if the bullet had come out of the nest, all turned their heads because suddenly someone shot a firearm. The bullet hit the heart of the man betraying his family, he groaned in pain holding his chest that was already filled with blood, all became panicked especially the woman who had just swarmed him screaming hysterically.

"There is murder..report quickly to the chairman." shouted one of the waiters, as this could be chaos.

Arsya walks casually with her cold face, so that no one is suspicious, she is normal and does not care, as if everything is fine.

"After this there will only be grudges between us, maybe this is the end of our friendship, goodbye my friendly and cheerful self, as well as the warm togetherness that we have built. " inwardly by justifying his suit, Arsya rode in her car and darted through the night.