The Psychopath Twin Princess
65-Wound

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Rifa ran to see one of them fall down, it felt very weak, in the end what she feared happened before her.

While Arsya was just idly glued to see Alan's body lying on the ground, as if his mind was empty, he mute a thousand languages. Yes Alan was the one who was hit by the shot, they do not know who suddenly shot the bullet.

"Damn... "call Rifa limp, he saw the body of his friend who was lying with blood that had stained his clothes. Rifa approached Alan's body, while Arsya was still standing with her blank look.

"R-rifa." he whispered in a very soft voice, making anyone who heard him also sliced his heart. His heart was relieved, for with this his suffering would be finished.

"I'm here Lan, hang on I'll take you to the hospital." Alan shook his head, knowing that the time would not be long. Rifa was next to Alan tightly clasping his hand, the bullet hit right on the left side of his chest, and two bullets had hit other vital organs resulting in death.

"No Fa. maybe just get here, I'm satisfied to hit the hood." pointed Alan at Arsya with a faint smile, Alan coughed up blood coming out of his mouth.

"Have not spoken again Lan, you will punish Arsya again if you have recovered ok." Arsya listened carefully to their conversation, somehow there was a sense of haru and pain mixed into one. Arsya sat opposite the Rifa where Alan was in their midst.

"What did you mean by Alan? explain." asked Arsya as if realizing something, Alan had said about the murder that Arsya did to his father solely there is something that regulates it perfectly.

"Find your own answer, I have hereby forgiven you with all your faults, with the blow I gave you. Be careful my friend." Alan forgave what Arsya did, at the end of his life he just wanted to calm down, no burden or guilt, because the last thing he wanted was to reunite with his two best friends.

"Why did your words hurt me, made me feel guilty." Arsya's heart seemed to not accept what she had done. Rifa and Alan looked at Arsya with difficult-to-understand gazes.

"You don't have to feel guilty, I've forgiven you, it's a lesson that whatever it takes, whether it's good or bad. Then after this we fix what has happened in the past, and do not take it into the future." Alan wants this friendship to return beautifully intact, do not let the past take away happiness in the future, therefore Alan wants everything to improve.

"I'm sorry, but you two have to fix this" he said in a loud voice.

"No you're going with us, the three of us should be able to change this mistake, you can definitely be Alan." Rifa wants their friendship to be intact again. Alan shook his head again.

Dafa and Aryan eventually find out that Alan is their best friend, ironic because the end of their friendship is a wound of loss, which will never come back.

"I say goodbye, please take care of my mafia Fa, Sya, sorry to bother you." Alan's farewell made Arsya unable to answer anything. His breathing began to fade, his hands began to weaken.

Alan's gaze slowly blurred, along with the slashing of his new wounds. He closed his eyes to the world and would never open forever. Rifa and Arsya could only endure the cries and screams, they would not let Alan's departure carry a wound in his navel.

"Alan." whispered Arsya, as did Rifa.

Akhhh......

Their screams were filled with grief, plus a gripping silence.

But before long the sound of siren ambulance came, Aryan had contacted the ambulance according to what Rifa said earlier.

Since Alan was gone, the ambulance took him to Rifa's residence, and they would properly care for Alan's body. Only his mafia subordinates attend their king's funeral, and his best friend. Because it is late at night, Alan's body will be buried tomorrow, Rifa still can not accept it, but what is the power that death is an absolute thing that can not be disturbed, and it will happen at any time, and Rifa must be able to let go of her best friend.

"May you calm down Alan, we are all sincere with your departure.I'm sorry that I haven't been able to be a good friend to you. "his mind recites a prayer. Arsya just looked at the body buried with the ground.

Arsya also felt sadness, but he chose to hold it, he also apologized because this hostility was the beginning of his actions, Arsya also still thought of Alan's last words.

"At last only the wound that can be obtained from the end of the destruction of our friendship." said Rifa looked at Alan's headstone with a sad look.

"You're right, a lot of things have happened, and just like this we got, I'll figure out what he's saying, and figure out the truth." Arsya wants to know if there is any secret Alan knows about what really happened.

"I'm also curious, especially I want to find out who shot at the time of your fight with Alan." furious Rifa, they were also curious who fired that shot at Alan.

"We have to catch her don't give her mercy." Arsya will not remain silent either. As it was late in the afternoon, they returned to their respective mansions.

Arriving at the mansion.....

"Daddy.

"Well there's princess daddy." said Arsya stretching out her arms to hug her little daughter, but she's looking for the other daughter, but she's not around, there's only Dinar and Katrin welcome in front.

"Where is Karla dear.?.?" asked Arsya.

"Oh big sister is in the family room, she's busy with her dad's tab." explained Katrin, she was also upset with Karla who had been playing with her tab, katrin has invited him to play many times.

"Oh so it looks." Arsya never thought Karla would look like her.

"Yes, I've changed your clothes and rested, I have everything in the room" said Dinar, he had heard everything from Dafa if they had just lost their close friend.

"Thank you dear, yes dady will clean up first, dear" said Arsya by peeping her daughter's small cheek. Katrin returns to the living room to play again.

While Dinar came to the room to accompany Arsya, there were probably many things she wanted to tell him. Arsya entered the bathroom and soaked in the bath, her mind was in a state of turmoil with everything Alan said, everything was still clear.

Until without realizing it had been an hour he was in the bathroom, and it made Dinar worried, she was forced to finally enter the bathroom to ensure the state of her husband.

Dinar was surprised because it turns out Arsya was unconscious in the bathup, he panicked because Arsya is not usually like this, quickly he immediately called Aryan because he happened to be still here.

Aryan rubbed Arsya's body wrapped in a towel and put her to bed in the room.

"Please get me some water and a little towel, let me take care of him here." Aryan immediately took what Dinar ordered.

Dinar opens a towel wrapped around Arsya's naked body, inevitably she has to do it, she dresses Arsya's body and immediately covers Arsya's body. Turns out Arsya had a fever because of too long soaking. Aryan gives water and a small towel to compress Arsya.

"Thank you Aryan."

"Same-sama, miss.I'm sorry." Aryan also left. After Aryan's departure, Dinar began taking care of Arsya regularly.

"What's up dad? why a fever? usually you are not like this." he muttered, not usually Arsya like this, many questions suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Dinar. Dinar approached and checked his fever, it had not come down, but suddenly Arsya's hand clasped his hand very tightly as if he would not let go. Dinar finally relented and kept waiting without any intention of releasing his hand from Arsya's grasp.