
"The fault of who messed with me." Say Lia and leave Dylan's car.
After a while Dylan walked back to his car, he gave up and wanted to go home. Feeling something strange in his car, Dylan got back down from the car to see what was going on with his car.
"Fuck, who did this to me, 4 tires of my car leaked." Dylan.
Dylan was confused as to what to do, if he wanted to change his tires he only had one spare tire, with Dylan forced to walk in search of a taxi to drive himself home.
"It can't be a soul mate, it can be a problem yes, shit." Utterances. Dylan.
While walking on the sidewalk Dylan saw a woman hitchhiking, he suspected the woman was not sane. And sure enough when he saw himself the woman was chasing after Dylan until Dylan ran in fright.
Dylan bumped into someone who made himself bounce on the road until his head hit the asphalt. Dylan did not care about the pain in his head, seeing the mad woman made Dylan approach someone who was hit by her and hide behind that person.
"Help me." Dylan
The man stood up and immediately chased away the mad woman, the man opened the hat he was wearing and it turned out that he was a long-haired woman.
"You're not papa." Ask the woman.
"Are your eyes blind, my head hurt and hurt and my legs sprained. Do you have eyes so you hit me." Answer Dylan.
"Hit you, it wasn't you who hit me." Said the woman.
"Who gets hurt, look at me get hurt." Dylan.
Blood continued to flow from Dylan's head which made Dylan's head feel dizzy.
"Okay, I'll take you to the hospital."
"Don't take me home, I won't go into the hospital." Dylan.
"okay." The woman's looking for a cab, which was impossible today. Luckily there was a taxi passing in front of them, it was because the taxi was intending to go home.
Dylan was helped by the woman he hit and got into a taxi. He did not want to go to the hospital because he was so afraid of needles, he still remembered clearly, while donating his blood to Verrel he reached the grasp of some adults who were afraid of him with a syringe.
"Pay." Dylan.
"Yes, a minute." The woman spent money to pay for a taxi.
"Let's go in." Dylan.
"I'm coming in with you." Ask the woman.
"If you don't come in, who's going to treat my wounds." Answer Dylan.
Dylan brought the woman into his room, in fact she was very hesitant, afraid that Dylan would do anything to her.
After getting Dylan's p3k treated by the woman he hit, he grimaced with the pain while glancing at the woman who was treating his wounds.
"Currently, she's a woman, but she's dressed like a man." Inner Dylan.
"Who's your name." Ask Dylan.
"Lia."
"Just "Lia? "
"Amelia selviana, called Lia."
After a few minutes of treating the wound on Dylan's head Lia finally finished her task.
"It." Lia.
"Attent." Dylan unbuttoned his pants which made Lia surprised.
"What are you doing." Lia closed her eyes
"Why did you close your eyes, I just wanted to check my times, like his wounds too." Said Dylan who opened his trousers to check his legs.
"Open your eyes, I won't be naked in front of you, I'm wearing shorts." Dylan.
Lia opened her eyes, when she saw the wound on Dylan's leg she instantly treated the wound. Inadvertently Dylan sees Lia's elbow also injured, after Lia completes her task Dylan holds Lia's hand and treats the wound in the elbow.
"There's a wound." Said Lia who was not aware if her self was injured.
"You're the one who's hurt why ask me." Dylan.
"You can go home now." Dylan.
"Rome alone, midnight like this, at least between me, my house is far away." Said Lia.
"Are your eyes blind, I'm hurt. How can I deliver you."
"Keep me how." Ask Lia.
"How do I know, that's your business. Tell you how you're staying tonight at my house, tomorrow I'll take you home." Answer Dylan.
"Too long one room with you." Ask Lia.
"Obviously no fool, you think a house this big has only one room." Answer Dylan.