Beware Of Mr. Amnesiacs

Two: Strangers

Shia drove her car at medium speed while opening the windshield. He was still in the same location, but a different route.

He realized that this Greenhills mountain range was very compatible with him. Cold air along with heavy rain peeling on his face. His gaze was shifted at the clock that circled in his hand. At 01:30 AM it seems that Shia is not aware of the time she has missed.

BRACKET..

BRUISES..

Spontaneously Shia stepped on the brake pedal until the car stopped, her body jumped forward suddenly.

Shia raised her gaze, She frowned when she saw a pile of dirt falling on her white car.

'Ah may be a landslide like Jacob said' he muttered

When Shia was about to use a wiper to clean her windshield she actually glared in shock when she saw the windshield of the car that was dirty by the ground was now even stained with blood.

Shia quickly opened the door and stepped out ignoring the raindrops that were soaking down her body.

Just rely on the lighting of that car. His body was pecking with a face that was starting to pale. He knows this doesn't make sense. But a man in a white shirt who was unconscious with a body covered in blood was lying on the hood of his car. The man's clothes were dirty by the ground but did not seal the red stains that began to spread.

“H-Hei” Shia wiggled slowly over the man's body hoping to get a response. But the result was nothing, no response was obtained.

Shia looked up at the direction of the man's fall. A mountain peak that displayed a faint splash of red color was a sight he obtained. He frowned, the weather was currently raining but above the peak like a fire.

“Ukhh” Ringisan the man took over Shia's attention.

“Are you okay, sir?” Shia approached and helped the man to get up. The man's body shone, quickly Shia propped up the man and led him towards the passenger seat.

“Jeez, you're so heavy sir!" Shia sighed softly then carefully moved the man into the car pairing the safety belt. Turning around the car quickly, Shia sat herself behind the wheel, glancing at the man. Then take off his jacket and wrap it around the man's body.

“Where?” shia asked someone on the phone call, he turned his car back and turned around, because the road in front of him was deadlocked covered with land.

“Hospital, why?” a woman's voice is heard from the phone call.

“It looks like I hit someone”.

“WHAT? HOW CAN?” tanyanya could not believe it.

“I don't know either, this guy suddenly fell in front of my car”

“You know him?”

“No, I'll come there. Looks like the wound is severe, therefore prepare the emergency operating room immediately” Shia forwarded her car while glancing at the man.

“Hey, how bad you hit him until it has to be operated-“

TUT

Shia throws the phone back with the origin. His eyes returned to the man. A wound on the man's forehead left him speechless. This reminds me of what happened 6 years ago.

“Although you are a stranger, at least don't die in front of me. I hate to see it.”

At full speed Shia drove her car towards Dallas. The journey that should take 1 hour now only takes 30 minutes for an Arshia a former drifting athlete who transformed into a racer.

Shia stopped her car when she arrived at Parkland memorial hospital, right next to the woman in the doctor's uniform who was waiting for her.

Erika Tylor, her best friend who works as a doctor, showed a surprised look when she saw the front of Shia's car that was blood red.

“That's his blood.” Shia said as the car door opened, Erika looked at a man wrapped in a white shirt filled with red and a body soiled with dirt.

“Oh Gosh! How could he be like this? Did you hit him? I've lost the Shia race!" Lecar Erika panicked. The woman coded to the nurse who was with her to bring the man.

“I told you he suddenly fell in front of my car!" shia answered with full attention to the nurses who moved the man's body to the patient's bed and took him inside.

The two women followed with a slight run. Shia's steps stopped in front of the operating room, he knew the space was limited and he could not enter.

“I will hear your explanation later for now I will do my best.” said Erika who was wrapped in Shia's nod.

Shia sat herself in the waiting chair. Starting from seconds, minutes to 2 hours have passed but no one has come out of the operating room where the stranger.

Shia lowered her face, a tired look was seen on her beautiful face, her brown hair that had been bound was now left to be draped with a little mess.

Cclek

The sound of the door opening resuscitated Shia. The woman stood up and approached Erika who was wiping the sweat on her forehead.

“How is the condition?” Ask Shia

“We have issued a bullet embedded in his body, but his head suffered a hit hard enough to cause injury to his brain, the injury caused him to experience temporary amnesia”

“Amnesia?” Shia asked convincingly

“True, I've had a case like this before. We'll wait for him to come to his senses and do further surgery to remove the blood clots in his brain and improve his brain function. He'll be fine”

“Thank you very much Er"

“It's good to help you Shia, but I think you hit someone influential”

“Means?”

“The man.emm how do ya say it, he looks handsome and dignified” Shia looked at Erika unsure, he said, he saw the man a few hours ago and there was no handsome or dignified aura as Erika had said.

Finding a look of disbelief from Shia made Erika giggle. “Forget it, you'll know later and you'd better wash your car. You know, the motive is too real”

“I think you're right” said Shia when she remembered the blood that was so noticeable in her car that it was white.

“Oh yes, the patient will be transferred to the hospital. Floor 5 number 222.” Erika said with a nod from Shia. Erika moved her legs away but stopped when she slightly turned her head back to look at the flustered Shia.

“Don't forget to take care of his administration. We are friends but I also need to pay for my job!" Erika said with a clearly visible capitalist smile, Shia chuckled amusedly.

“Whatever you want”

Shia pressed her phone screen. Send a message to David, a friend of his to take care of his car. After leaving the keys to a receptionist, Shia enters the elevator to the 5th floor. Opening the door to room 222, his gaze was locked on a man who was lying in a patient's uniform with bandages on his head and an infusion on his right hand.

Shia sat herself in the chair next to the patient's bed facing the man. Look carefully at the appearance of the man who was clean without blood.

Now he realized what Erika meant. The man's appearance is very charming. Black hair that looks soft, Jaws firm, nose sharp, eyebrows sharp and both eyes closed with lentic eyelashes make it look perfect, making it look perfect, he wondered what if those two eyes opened what kind of aura would radiate from the man.

Shia shook her face, realising herself to reality. His gaze went down towards the hospital room, He sighed. Erika has trapped him to spend a large fee, this room is classified as a VIP class with complete facilities including AC, Television and sofa that looks soft.

Shia rested her head on the bed, resting her overly tired self. His eyes closed until the woman fell asleep in a dream.