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Rara answered again.
“Plat number has been photographed and the picture is very clear. I've called the police, so don't worry. Rather than that, do you think that the more you talk, the faster the pain goes?"
The man glanced at him, and after a while, he said softly, "Thank you."
Rara smiled.
...
Not knowing what had gotten into him, he suddenly moved to wash the blood off the man's face, but he remembered that he had brought nothing out of the apartment. He tried to reach into his jacket pocket and found a pack of dry tissue.
Although it had been reduced a little, but at least it was still enough to clean up the blood that was on the man.
The wipes are soft and still have a mild aroma. The man felt his hands move gently on his face, wiping the blood from around his eyes, making him much more comfortable for him. Her body was still in pain and she felt a wave of fatigue as Rara washed it away so she slowly closed her eyes.
When the man sensed Rara was done, he opened his eyes and their gazes met.
“Alright, there's nothing more I can help you with. The ambulance should be here soon so, just wait here.” after saying this, before Rara wakes up, the man's hand quickly grabs her hand.
Rara freezes.
The man looked at her and said, "Don't go, accompany me here."
Reflexively, Rara tried to pull her hand back.
Even though he was seriously injured, he was still a man!
Rara did not fight. Rara could only say, "I won't go! Release!"
The man was completely disobedient, continuing to grip his hand firmly. His eyes were sharply open, half-closed, half-conscious.
Rara just wants to go home and fill her stomach but why is she stuck with this situation?!
"Before the ambulance arrived here ..." he suddenly muttered in a low voice, "If you leave, I'll blame this on you."
Rara: "Huh?"
He was the one who saved her!
“How.... how can you blame this on me? I was the one who saved you! You wouldn't possibly tell the police that I have bewitched your car to fly, ‘kan?”
With his eyes closed, the corner of his mouth formed an arc.
Rara was flabbergasted but quickly, she knew that at this moment, her consciousness was not entirely clear. Even if you're hurt, what's the need to tease someone?
Every minute every second passes. In the middle of the night, the night wind started to blow.
Rara could imagine that the satay shop she was heading to, was closed; with the heart to let her stomach rumble.
The man had a broad forehead, and a sharp nose. Its features give it a strong and soft feel.
"If the gas tank explodes, you have to escape." the man suddenly said, his eyes still closed.
Rara replied, “Don't worry, I've noticed the tank before. For now, there is no leak. Also if it really explodes, I will help you to the end. I'm strong enough to hold your weight.”
The man was silent for a while and suddenly his mouth said, “Sufficiently strong did you say? Your body is very fragile.”
Rara answered half annoyed. “Then you have made a wrong opinion. Every day, when I go to work, I walk. The distance from home to office is about 1 km. It can be said that my body is quite strong.”
There's a little pause between that.
The man then spoke softly, "Liar." opening his eyes, he looked at her, "No employee as beautiful as this would sweat when he arrived at the office."
Rara smiled. "Thank you but, hey, I think your consciousness is still good enough to compliment me like that."
The man didn't say anything.
His eyes were closed, and his eyebrows became one, his face showing pain. His grip on his hand became even firmer. Rara realized that she was going through a lot.
Rara started to panic, “Hey, why are you? You all right? Don't make me panic!”
Rara grew even more panicked when the man did not say anything, the man did not move either. His breathing even made him seem like he was asleep.
He was about to call for help when the man spoke, “Don't worry. I'm fine.”
...
Rara knew that her words were only to make her not worry. But ... still. A few seconds later, his panic subsided slightly when he saw the man fall asleep and his breathing was still stable.
Really calm.
Rara let out a strong breath ... What a bad day!
How could he experience so many events in just one day?!
Has he got a curse?
What good deeds should be done to atone for his sins?!
Right now, even he himself had no idea what he was really thinking.
After a while, the sound of ambulances and police finally sounded. Rara lightly pulled her hand from the man's hand. Taking her phone, she prepared to give the photo of the fleeing truck to the police, but she suddenly came back to see the man.
Light broke through the leaves, caressing his face in a calm silhouette. Although his clothes were messy and there was blood everywhere that left traces of him in a gloomy state, the look on his face was more unsightly than any other man's countenance he had ever seen.
