Merely Protector

Chapter 7. Angga Treatment

Step sped up, lunging at the dry foliage in front of the feet. The curiosity of what had happened was very disturbing to the mind, defeating everything. Silvi ran with all her energy.

The breath sounded so hunting as Silvi had stopped running. He was standing in the back doorway. His eyes looked at the man sitting on a wheelchair. He was grateful to find Angga unharmed.

"What just fell?" Silvi walked over to Angga.

"Stop!" Angga extended a hand, signalling that Silvi would not approach.

Wrinkles immediately appeared on Silvi's forehead. He did not know why it was forbidden to approach until finally the view followed where Angga saw. Under the man's feet was a broken glass.

A few minutes ago Angga tried to pick up a glass on the plate shelf. Because of the high place, he was unable to grab it. The man tried to stomp the glass, then intended to catch it when it fell, but failed.

"What do you want to get a glass for?" ask Silvi.

The girl was astonished by what Angga was doing. Didn't he already provide a glass? Is it used? But didn't he just leave the house?

Silvi walked to the back of the house, then came back again with a pengki. He rewinded a little Angga's wheelchair so he could clean the glass shards underneath.

"Make drinking. The glass you prepared is still dirty." Angga stared at the glass that was on the table.

Silvi immediately stared at the glass that was on the table. He was aware that there was a slight white stain on the lip of the glass, but just a slight swab would definitely disappear. The girl shook her head feeling the manner of Angga. However, he did not want to ask further and chose to squat to clear up the mess.

"Ouch!" Silvi grimaced as she held her right hand.

"Why? Got a broken glass?"

Silvi just nodded slowly while looking at the tip of her ring finger, there was a small fragment stuck there. He tried to take it with his left hand, but it did not come off. Now the pain is increasingly felt due to the act earlier, blood has also been seen flowing from there.

Angga noticed what the girl in front of him was doing from earlier. He felt anxious because Silvi never pulled the shards. His hand immediately stretched out, moved the girl's arm, then pulled out the object stuck in the ring finger. With one try, Angga managed to uproot. Blood immediately flowed out.

Silvi was surprised when Angga pulled his hand. "What ...?"

Before Silvi's question ended, her ring finger was right in front of Angga's mouth. Looking at the open mouth, he knew what the man was going to do. He tried to hold his hand so as not to enter the mouth.

"Don't do that!" Silvi frowned, like a person who felt disgusted. He had imagined how blood would enter into the mouth of Angga.

The energy of ordinary women cannot defeat men. Angga managed to insert Silvi's ring finger into his mouth. Slowly the wound was being sucked. Yes, people used to say that the blood flowing from the wound would stop when it was sucked. That's what he believes.

Why is he doing that? Glasses there are nodes dikit aja do not want to be used, inner Silvi. However, he allowed Angga's treatment of him.

Unusual treatment of the opposite sex is bound to have tremendous effects. Each sip is able to make the heart beat irregularly. Silvi was only able to lower her head, hiding the red hue that was clearly imprinted on her face.

"The blood has stopped flowing" Angga said. She had removed Silvi's ring finger from inside her mouth.

"Why him?" Angga's eyes continued to follow where Silvi went. He felt that the girl was very strange for leaving just like that.

The room is the best place to hide something. Anything can be done there without the knowledge of others. Silvi just kept looking at her ring finger. Still felt the absorption of Angga there, throbbing, rhythmic with his heartbeat. A smile grew as he remembered the incident.

"Am I crazy?" Silvi patted both of her cheeks in turn.

The pain on the ring finger stopped the girl's action. The red liquid started to seep again from the not so deep wound. Awareness finally began to greet the mind back. "Why am I like this?"

Silvi shook her head to dispel any improper thoughts, then immediately ransacked the desk drawer beside the cot. The girl took the plaster to close the cut on the ring finger. When he finished, he left the room.

"What are you doing?" ask Silvi. He was shocked when he saw Angga's hand holding a pengki, while his right foot swept a shard of glass across the floor.

"This mess machine. What else is it? Gymnastics?"

Silvi let out a long sigh after hearing the words in Angga's flat tone. It was very desirable for his hand to pry a little meat on the handsome man's arm. However, the feeling of rickety defeated so that it was held back. He simply snatched the pengki in the man's hand, then walked to the back of the house to pick up the broom.

Silvi swept away the remaining small fragments, then threw them away. He immediately took a glass of water for Angga. Previously, the girl had checked the cleanliness of the glass.

"Sorry, I've made you hurt" Angga said as he looked at Silvi's finger, which had been wrapped in plaster.

"It's okay, really. Just a small wound." Silvi pulled to the two ends of her lips so as to form an upward arch.

Angga nodded his head. Yes, he also realized that it was true Silvi's remark, so there was no need to worry anymore. He drank a glass of water that the girl gave him to the toilet.

Silvi noticed Angga's neck movement when swallowing. Somehow he felt something strange with the up and down movement there. Suddenly, he remembered something.

"Oh, yeah. I remind you again, if you need anything just call me! I'm going to go back again."

Angga only nodded his head when responding to Silvi's words. That's how he, he doesn't talk much, he'll only say if it's important. All this time that girl was the one who talked more.

With quick steps, Silvi returned to the back garden of the house. Not intentionally forgetting the man who had met him earlier, but the incident that had just happened had indeed dispelled common sense for a moment.

"Is he a shrimp home? I don't think it was there." Silvi tried to peer from far away through the gaps of the leaves. His head was shaken to the left to find the person he was looking for.

A heavy gust of breath sounded out from Silvi's nose. He no longer found Anam there. In fact, the girl felt that she had only briefly left the man. His feelings became confused, all was not as planned.

"Mas Anam, what exactly is on your mind? I don't know, I'll take all your decisions."

Seriate.