Blind Girl Waiter

Blind Girl Waiter
Chapter 5 - This Is My Home



After Alika calmed down enough, Ryan took the girl to get into the car.


Now Alika can only see from her palms and ears. He felt the window of the car and heard when the engine was on.


It was hard to come to terms with this situation, there was always a sense of rejection in his heart. All his teammates were pronounced dead, and now he lives like this.


Alika repeatedly told God that her life was not fair, she should have died too.


But Erlan's words just a moment ago were like fresh air approaching him.


About his two eyes that might be able to recover.


"Erlan, was it true what you said earlier? mr Ryan will help me heal these eyes?" alika asked softly, but was able to be heard clearly by Ryan and Romi who drove the car.


"Surely Ma'am, I will be the intermediary between you and Mr. Ryan."


Alika was silent, her left hand that had touched the car door had started to find a button to lower the glass. He pushed so much that he could feel a strong wind coming down on his face.


Again there were tears falling from the girl's eyes, whatever she felt still everything looked dark.


"Alright, I will try to believe your words," replied Alika softly.


The car continued to drive in a state of silence in there, until finally they arrived at Alika's house that was not too big.


"In addition to me, there will be bi Santi who will accompany you Ma'am, he is waiting for our return" explained Ryan when the car had stopped.


Alika was just silent, among all these misfortunes she could finally feel a little grateful. Because Mr. Ryan is still willing to pay attention to his life, even to give him 2 servants at once.


Alika opens the door herself and goes down, Ryan goes down as well and runs over. But Alika is reluctant to hold on to him.


"No need, I will do what I can myself" said Alika.


He crouched back and groped the streets. If the car into the house means he is on the left side, Alika only needs to turn around the car and can touch the terrace of his house.


The girl's lips smiled slightly when her guess was correct, but the smile was in stark contrast to her two eyes that looked bright.


Bi Santi even directly touched his tight chest when he saw how Alika walked.


"Mbak, let me help, I am bi Santi," said bi Santi, he crouched down and wanted to pull Alika's body to rise.


But Alika quickly brushed off that hand. Alika has never believed or depended on anyone else, she has always relied on herself.


That's why he always refused everyone's help.


"No need Bi, this is my home, I can enter by myself," Alika replied. But he spoke like that because he didn't want to be pitiful.


Bi Santi looked at the Master, looking at Mr. Ryan who gave him the cue to just leave.


Bi Santi finally stepped aside and let Alika enter in such a way. Using both of his hands, fingered as a guide.


Until finally Alika really managed to get into her own room.


He managed to sit on the edge of the bed, turned his back to the door, where Ryan was standing and had been watching.