MISS MAFIA AND DOCTOR CHARMING

SELFLESSLY

"Preferably position your wound higher than the heart. Because that position will slow the flow of blood and make it easier to stop bleeding."

Although at first had refused to lie down but this time Mike no longer denied.

"Take this, and bite to divide the pain."

Mike did not argue. The man takes it for granted when Tara hands him a clean handkerchief, which Tara just took from inside her wardrobe drawer.

Mike had put his position in as Tara suggested.

"Is there anything I can do?" said Alga who had not gone seinchi from the side of Tara, as soon as Tara was about to start the action.

"You're not afraid to see blood, are you?"

Alga laughed at Tara's question. "You're kidding me?" the woman said back to ask.

Tara stared fixedly at that pongah face for a moment.

"Alright, then you can help me with the flow of blood when the wound opens." dropped out Tara who felt no need to ask further about Algae's mental readiness, because it seemed like the rude woman did not feel any trepidation at all.

Alga nodded confidently as Tara had expected. His hand suddenly lifted, receiving when Tara handed over the cotton bundle that was still in a packed state intact.

"Take this, and press it against the visible veins, so that the blood flow in Mike's wound will run more slowly ..."

"All right."

"Make sure you squeeze the blood vessels in a location closer to the heart, rather than around the wound ..."

"I understand."

Again the Algae obeyed.

"good. Since everything is ready, then I will start the action. Mike ... be prepared ..."

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Tara wakes up.

The first thing he did was look up at the bed, and Tara could breathe a sigh of relief when she realized Mike was still lying there in a barely changed position, snoring softly.

"What time is this ...?" tara said to herself as she glanced at the rolex on her wrist, and from there Tara realized that she had fallen asleep for about an hour.

Tara got up from the long sofa where she slept, to get close to the bed. He put a moment of his palm on Mike's forehead who was asleep to ensure the condition of the man and Tara can breathe a sigh of relief when she realized if Mike's body temperature remains normal as before, despite having just experienced a series of events that are physically and mentally draining.

Tara who did not see the figure of Alga in the room suddenly swung her steps out.

From the door frame Tara can see the back of the woman who is turning her back, facing fully towards the pounding waves chasing each other touching the beach, at dusk that began to age.

Algae sit on the floor with two knees bent forward. Besides there is a cell phone that is on the charger, on a power plug with a long cable, the socket is connected from inside the bungalow.

"Ehem,"

Alga jerks at hearing Deheman Tara.

"What are you thinking? Why not try to rest for a while?" without hesitation Tara threw her body beside the Algae.

Alga who was initially a little surprised realized the sudden presence of Tara shook her head slowly.

"In this random state, how could I possibly close my eyes?"

"You must be thinking of Juan Allesandro ..."

Algae mute, choose not to answer him and throw his views far ahead.

"Is that man very dangerous?"

Tara's breathing was clear, as if trying to fill every inch of her lung chambers.

"You must have done such a bad thing to that man that he hunted you so much ..."

"Sokay know ..."

"But I'm right, right?"

Alga tilted her head, looking at Tara who was also looking at her.

In the next second Alga had turned her red face somehow because of what, fortunately the dim twilight had hidden all the curates caused by a strange taste that spread warmly, suddenly.

Deg ...

Deg ...

Deg ...

Algae reflexively shook his head, his outstretched hand pulled out his phone that was on the charger as soon as possible, along with his body that just got up.

'Si alan .. what is this feeling? Why does it feel so strange ...'

"Where are you going?" tara asked with a face of astonishment, while also rising from her new seat for a while.

"Seeing Mike's condition .." said Alga who intended to go as fast as lightning, before the sound of his heart pounding could be heard by the man beside him.

"He's asleep."

Algae steps stopped.

"Don't bother him. Mike has run out of blood, he needs enough rest to recover his condition."

Algae undo his footsteps that want to swing, choose to lean on the pole while holding the phone in hand.

"Are you able to connect with your men?" ask Tara again, ensuring Alga and Kim communication that had paused because of the signal is not good.

"You mean Kim?"

"Hhhmmm ..."

Tara stared at the sticky Algae, while Alga swallowed her hard-earned saliva, trying her best to avoid direct eye contact with Tara.

'Oh, God ... please .. why does this man like to stare at his interlocutor so blatantly ...?'

'Don't he know how his sharp gaze can make my heart beat so hard ...?'

'I even feel short of breath ...'

Algae grow restless, uncomfortable with their own feelings.

"When it gets dark, Kim will come to pick me up with a heli." replied Alga with great difficulty.

"But ..."

"Doctor Tara, thank you for helping me so much. I'm sorry for getting yourself involved so far, but I've decided .. that the sooner you're free and not connected to me, the better for your safety ..."

Tara did not reply, only being able to stare at Alga who was only staring at Tara for a moment before throwing her face away as fast as lightning.

The next second Alga chose to enter the bungalow, passing just like that from before Tara, without saying goodbye ...

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