Wound Conqueror Girl

Episode 4

A nurse came to bring Lia breakfast. Demian immediately grabbed it and intended to feed Lia.

"Eat. I'm bribe. It must be hard if you eat with your left hand."Said Demian while thrusting a spoon into Lia's lips."

"I'm going to the toilet first." Lia got off the bed and tried to take the infusion fluid hanging on the infusion pole.

Seeing Lia's difficulties, Demian took the initiative to help her.

”Other times ask for my help if you find it difficult like this." Demian.

After taking the infusion bag, Demian carried Lia's body until she was shocked. Their eyes met and seemed locked. Lia's heart stopped beating. Even without Lia noticing Demian had already dropped it right in front of the bathroom door.

"Hey. Do you want me to accompany you inside?"

With a sigh Lia answered "Ttt.no. Don't fuck around." Threaten Lia with a glare.

Demian chuckles. "You just calm down. I know my limits. Why are you daydreaming at the door anyway? That's why I asked like that."

"It's coming in too." With limping footsteps Lia stepped into the bathroom. His feet still hurt too hard on the floor.

Five minutes later, Lia opened the door, but she just popped her head off.

"Can you call me sister? I have trouble undressing. Please."

"Hmm, wait. I'll call you." Just a few steps away, Demian came back again and said, "But it's not free."

Lia frowned. "What do you want?"

"I want us to exchange phone numbers." Demian smiled smirk. Since yesterday Lia always refused when Demian asked for her mobile number. Now he believes this way he will succeed.

Lia rolled her eyeballs. "Yes yes. You won."

Moments later, a nurse came and helped Lia clean up. After he finished and returned to the bed, he did not find Demian there.

When he wanted to justify his sitting position, he accidentally saw a piece of paper with very neat handwriting.

Sorry I left without saying goodbye. I just got word that my mom is sick. I have to return to Switzerland immediately.this is my phone number +41××××××××××. Call me right away. And one more, don't miss your breakfast. ~Demian~

That's the message in the paper. I don't know why there is sadness that envelops Lia's heart. He took a deep breath and shook his head to expel his thoughts about Demian.

A few months passed. The wheel of Ava Celia's life is back to what it was. He was in his hometown and was busy working, working and working.

The small business he managed slowly began to progress. He now has two employees to help him.

"Rest son. Since morning you've been working too much. Let the kids take care of the store." Amira the mother.

He came to bring Lia lunch. It has been a week Lia rented a larger shophouse to accommodate the stock of goods sold. The house is no longer able to accommodate the growing stock of goods.

"I'm fine ma'am. My body hurts when I'm just quiet." Lia smiled to convince her mother that she was okay.

"How are you, Mom? What is SMA or SMK?"

"Your sister chose SMK, wanted to major in fashion. He said to be able to go straight to graduate work later." Amira replied while arranging lunch from the bushel he brought.

"That kid, but he didn't say anything about it, Mom. Pinter school, don't think about work. I want Kiara to go to college so it's not hard like her mom."

Lia cengigiran heard her mother's words which were indeed that fact.

After lunch was over, Lia stared at the screen of her phone. There was a desire in his heart to contact Demian. But he broke it.

Lia again busied herself with work, in order to expel her thoughts that might be a form of longing for the figure of Demian.

In the afternoon, Lia came home on foot. The distance from his house to the shophouse is not too far away.

Arriving at the courtyard, Kiara ran over to him.

"Sir, inside there is a friend mbak Lia. Her skin was pale like that?"

Lia momentarily thought, who is the person Kiara meant. "Demian though? How does he know the address of this house?" Lia's smile expands. He half ran to speed himself up to get to the living room.

"Surprise!!" Exclaimed the man, who turned out to be Arvan.

There was a bit of disappointment when it turned out that it was not Demian who came. But he was also happy that Arvan came to visit him.

"Hey, Arvan. How did you come here?" Said Lia while hugging her distant friend.

"Can dong. Arvans." Arvan answered, puffing his chest and patting it several times.

"You look better now. Keep that smile. Don't let you be sad anymore. Life's too beautiful to be wasted by Van." Lia was glad that Arvan had started to accept himself.

"That's thanks to you. Thank you Lia. Thank you for everything. I owe you."

"Happiness comes because you who are heartened and sincere, accept the shortcomings and advantages that exist in you Van. And it comes from your heart and mind. So, thank yourself. That's just right." Said Lia at length until Arvan shook his head.

"Haha. You fit in one frame on Merry Riana's talk show. You're talking like a famous motivator." Arvan answered with a laugh.

"Drink first, son." Ms. Amira came with two cups of warm tea and some snacks.

"Thank you Ma. Sorry to be taking gini." Arvan.

" Ndak ngerepotin. Mango in the drink." Said Ms. Amira while thrusting her thumb as a sign to let her guests enjoy the dishes provided.

"The mango? this is tea, not mango juice." Replied Arvan with confused as well as dizzy wait for the sake of finding the figure of mango juice which is still a mystery.

"Haha. Mango means please Van. If you call you le, it means boy.The word thole comes from. It's Javanese.

"Yet. Arvan is Balinese. So I don't know Java." Said Lia still with her laugh.

" Oalah son. Sorry I didn't know."

Arvan's shy not playing. He could have been looking for mango juice.

"O yes. I want to continue my education here, Lia. Help you find a campus plus a boarding place." Said Arvan while raising his eyebrows.

"Thank God. Education is important Van. while there is a cost do not leave the education bench. You're gonna lose yourself." Said Lia while grabbing a cup of tea in front of her. Then take it slow. Lia's favorite unsweetened tea. It feels so good when it passes through his tongue and throat.

"Let's go find the hostel." Another imbibing.

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