The Winged Angel

Chapters. 86

Seeing that there was blood on his hands, Dea suddenly became dizzy. His body moved backwards. It was fortunate that Dean quickly caught Dea's body before falling to the ground.

Some people seemed to blame the middle-aged man of the car owner. Because he was wrong, the man apologized and said he would take responsibility.

"I'll take responsibility, I'll take the girl to the hospital" he said.

Dean didn't want the matter extended, choosing to make peace before the police arrived. Dean carried Dea into the man's car. 

The man drove his car to a nearby clinic. Until there Dea was dealt with immediately.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay all the fees. Including the repair of your bike," said the man full of regret.

"Yes sir, I understand," replied Dean.

"But I have to go, I have important business. This is my business card, if anything - just call the number that's there,"

Dean took the business card. He read it at a glance and then kept it in his shirt pocket.

After the man's departure, Dean meets Dea in the examination room. The girl was conscious.

"You okay, okay,?"ask Dean.

"Hem, how are you, yourself,?"

"I'm fine, I'm worried about you. You passed out" said Dean, full of worry.

Dea reviewed the smile accompanied by a groan because the wound felt sore.

"I can't see any blood" Dea said, examining the wound on her hand that had been bandaged.

The phone in Dea's bag rang, asking Dean to get it. Dean picked up the phone, his forehead wrinkled at the name on the phone screen.

"Who is a Wingless Angel,?"dean asked as he put the phone into Dea's hand.

Dea smiled in response. He immediately raised the call.

"Hello, Dion,!" Sapa Dea's.

"So he was,"in Dean.

Dean smiled bitterly, it turned out that the man meant a lot to Dea. His heart is in pain. Dean sighed heavily, then left the room, giving Dea room to freely talk to her boyfriend.

Dean was sitting in the iron chair outside the room. 

"Why should I like people's girlfriends, too" he murmured.

Dean sat dumbstruck, dissolving with his mind. Anyone never knows who his heart will dock with, but unfortunately Dean actually fell in love with Dea who in fact already has a boyfriend. Forced that feeling he was self-serving.

Not long after, Dion came over with an anxious look. Dion's sharp gaze loomed when he came face to face with Dean. Both are the same - the same with a flat face. 

"Where's Dea, then,?"dion asked coldly.

"There's inside" said Dean.

Without a second thought Dion immediately entered the room that Dean was referring to. 

"How are you doing,?"dion asked as soon as he saw Dea.

"I'm fine, just a small cut, '" Dea showed a cut on his elbow and knee.

Dion grabbed Dea's body into his arms. 

"Don't get hurt again" Dion said.

Dea gave a small nod as she wrapped her hands around Dion's waist. Dion peeked long at his lover's forehead. 

The romantic scene was apparently caught by Dean's pair of eyes. He who was about to go back into the treatment room, slowly regressed regularly as soon as he saw a couple who were hugging friendly.

Since there were no serious injuries, Dea was allowed to go home. Dion makes Dea walk out of the clinic.

"I'll take you home" said Dion.

"Are you going to drive him home in your bike?"ask Dean.

"No, we'll take a taxi. I'll leave my bike here first" replied Dion.

"You're the way you are, '" Dea asked Dean. Because he knew Dean's bike was left at the crash site.

"Don't think of me, you better go home and rest at home. I told Mr. Bagas what happened, so you're allowed to go home early," 

The way Dean looked at Dea that felt different made Dion embrace Dea's shoulder tighter. As if to emphasize that the girl is his and no one can seize her.

***

In the taxi, Dion clasped Dea's hand tightly as if he didn't want to let go. 

"Huh,?"

Dion stared into Dea's bead of eyes. 

"Dean, he likes you. The way he looks at you looks different."

Dea laughed a little.

"No way, we're just friends. It's just your feeling, "disprove Dea.

"Dea, you're still innocent. There is no such thing as friendship between a man and a woman, surely one of them has feelings."

Dea removed his hand from Dion. He threw a look out the window.

"But you're also friends with Tiara, and I don't mind"

Dion was stunned, he clenched his hands while smiling obliquely.

"Why did you bring it - take Tiara? Are you going to repay me,?"

When Dea turned his head, he stared intently at the man beside him.

"Reply what do you mean,?"ask Dea.

"Sorry, forget it. I just just wanted to talk,"

The two then shut up until a taxi drove them to the boarding house Dea.

Because the location of the Dea boarding room on the second floor makes the girl difficult to climb the stairs even though only a few steps.

"Let's get on my back," Dean crouched down in front of Dea.

"No need, I can walk," Dea refused.

"Hurry up, don't wait for me to force you,"

Unwilling to argue, Dea hesitantly approached and climbed onto Dion's back. 

"Why are you so light" Dion said in a stifled voice.

"Don't insinuate, you yourself wanted to carry me earlier," Dea replied.

Dion climbed up the stairs slowly. Occasionally he justifies Dea's almost sagging position. 

"I'm jealous you're too close to him. Honestly I feel uncomfortable." said Dion quietly.

"I'm afraid you'll turn away,"

"I just think of him as a big brother, what you're afraid of won't happen" Dea replied.

"Hopefully, because we don't know what's going to happen next" Dion said.

Dea was no longer responding, she was not arguing for unimportant things. Until they finally arrived at the Dea's room. 

Dion took Dea down from his back. Dea reached for the key from inside the bag and handed it to Dion.

"Rest me, I'll accompany you" Dion said as they were in the room.

Dea nodded obediently, then laid her body on the bed assisted by Dion.

"What about your bike?"

"I can pick it up later in the afternoon" said Dion as he enveloped Dea.

Dion gently rubbed Dea's head, then left a warm kiss on the girl's forehead.

"I love you,"

"Me too,"

Dea tried to close her eyes. Shortly afterwards a soft snoring sounded the sign that the girl had fallen asleep.

Dion accompanied Dea until she too fell asleep. By the afternoon Dion woke up, he remembered that his motorbike was still left in the clinic. He soon left Dea's room, without waking the girl. 

After picking up the motorbike, Dion went to the office where Dea worked. He'll make the calculations with Dean. He waited long enough for Dean to emerge from behind the glass door.

"I want to talk to you,"

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Patience is the driver, Dea must be happy...