Innocence Love's

Embark

"Rise!! Are you all right?". Rega's voice woke Risa from her sleep.

Risa gave her life back for a moment and returned Rega's greeting.

"Yes I'm fine". Getting up from the ambulance bed.

"The nurse says you don't need intensive care, so you can come home with me".

"Yes, I need more rest". Risa tried to stand up to pack her stuff but her head again felt heavy, her body a little slow.

"Let me pack your things".

Finally Rega who packed all Risa's belongings, put it in the trunk of his car.

"Come in". Rega opened the car door.

Risa sat down beside Rega.

"I'm sorry about the accident you've been through."

"I didn't expect to experience this." Risa replied while closing her eyes.

"You better not tell this to our parents, I don't want my parents to worry." Risa opened her eyes and looked at Rega who started running her car.

"If they find out about it from the news in the media, I'll take care of it later." Reciprocity.

"It's up to you." Answer Alan.

Risa closed her eyes and fell asleep all the way to Rega's apartment.

While driving, Rega could not let this opportunity pass him by. Staring at the girl who had been selling too expensively on him.

His heart was already upset with Risa's attitude all along. He always tried to attract the attention of Risa but not the slightest bit of Risa was interested in him. Of course Risa will regret her treatment of Rega, she will repay everything. Benak Rega grumbled.

Rega drives his car at low speed. He stared at Risa's face slowly, occasionally focusing on the steering wheel.

"His face was round oval, his eyes were beautiful, those golden brown eyeballs made me always want to look at him". Rega wants Risa's face but is still aware of her driving situation.

"Oh. Look at those lips, I've never been this excited to look at those lips". Rega's eyes narrowed showing the turmoil arising in his chest. His left hand squeezed his own thigh as an impingement.

"The ranum lips belong to Clarissa Amelia hahaha....". Rega's laughter can only be heard by himself.

"One day your beautiful straight black hair will be my toy."

"Prophey dear Risa, your beautiful body will get the vengeance that is worth from me!!". A sneaky smile doused in Rega's lips.

"Will your beautiful lips be able to smile again?"

"I hope those beautiful eyes will remain beautiful after you marry me!!"

"We're going to start things off slowly". The meaningful grin of Rega's lips seemed to be splitting the entire hustle and bustle of the city streets that afternoon.

Rega's apartment is not so luxurious, nor is it so simple. It has 2 spacious bedrooms. Comfortable TV room and kitchen. It can be said that this apartment is very spacious for Rega who only lives alone.

Risa stepped hesitantly into Rega's apartment. His anxiety about Rega came back. He shouldn't be on a roof with Rega. But the events that happened to him today forced him to be with Rega.

All his plans did not match what was expected.

Risa will actually find work without the help of Rega, even Risa does not want her existence known by Rega. All of that was planned just to avoid arranged marriages by their parents.

After Risa's plan succeeds in getting a job with her own efforts, maybe her parents will release her from the matchmaking. Risa's parents accept this matchmaking only because they think that Risa will get a job in accordance with her dreams promised by Rega.

Risa is well aware that this wedding plan is completely Rega's trick, and certainly not because she wants to help Risa or any other noble reason.

"Rest in the room, I'll prepare dinner for us."

"You can use the room in the corner there. I've prepared it for you". Rega pointed at a room in the corner of the room.

Risa just nodded lightly and stepped inside the room carrying her suitcase.

He began to throw out all the wet luggage, thought for a moment and decided to keep wearing the angel man's shirt and celena.

"Yes, angel man." Mumbled.

He sat pensively on the bed staring at the large glass window that bound him and the outside. Imagine how the man saved his life.

The smell of his shirt recalls, reminding him of the trauma of the sea and the Ferry.

"May we never meet again." Risa Prayer.

"If you had never seen my precious body, I might have been looking for you to thank you."