Sorry, For Your Wounds!
First glance

Mike took several or even dozens of pictures of Alisya in various poses. Although Alisya himself did not realize, if he was the object of Mike's cellphone camera.

"Shy?" Mike pointed a bottle of bottled drink at Alisya.

"Then you, how?" before taking the bottle, Alisya asked back. He did not want to take turns drinking in the same container.

"I exist. Take it, you must be thirsty." Mike turned the bottle cap around and gave it to Alisya.

"Thanks!" alisya said sincerely.

"Where are we going after this?" Mike asked after Alisya finished drinking. He actually just wanted to spend a lot of time with Alisya, he could have used the services of a tour guide. But if it can hold the oars of two three islands exceeded, why not? that's how he thought.

"As far as you go." Reply Alisya was still staring at the roll of waves in front of them. "Did you bring food?" alisya asked, looking up at Mike.

"Only a few snacks, there are also biscuits." Mike's grin rubbed his nape.

"That's enough. Let's continue, in the North there, there are small lodges for tourists. You're the one paying? hows it? let's just say my fare becomes your guide." Light Alisya rolled her eyes.

Mike chuckled softly at Alisya's adorable behavior. "No problem! come on!" Mike pulled Alisya's wrist slowly and inserted his finger between Alisya's fingers.

Alisya frowned in wonder, but did not refuse. The two of them walked towards the direction meant by Alisya with their hands interlocked.

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"Bi?" Eiden was getting bored, not a single fish they had.

"Hmm?" Keenan turned his head for a while then refocused towards the small river in front of them.

"We just go home, I'm bored, the mosquitoes are a lot." Eiden's complaint stared saturated at his fishing algae.

"Is our bait wrong?" keenan's murmurs start chiming in. Since then the fish just pass through their fishing line, without the intention of devouring the bait they hook there.

"Either? abi said this one, so I'll just take what Abi said." Defending the child, Keenan glanced at the sullen face of Eiden.

"Yes, let's go home. Like his abi doesn't have any expertise in this." Keenan finally broke up. Both are preparing to save the supplies they brought.

While in the villa, Arumi was busy cooking in the kitchen. He was sure if the two men were his favorite, certainly would not go home with a single tail of bait. For that he was already wary of her. Before leaving there, Arumi had brought a box containing meat, as well as fresh fish. Just in anticipation, even though she knew her husband had no skills when it came to fishing.

On the way the two were more silent, Keenan focused on the hollowed-out streets, while Eiden focused on the scenery along the way.

From a distance, his eyes caught a figure who was painstakingly dragging his bicycle. With a fairly heavy load on the saddle. The teenage girl was carrying a large cargo sack on her bicycle. Her tiny body was almost invisible behind the sack.

"Bi, abi. Stop, there first" point Eiden to make Keenan brake suddenly.

"Ck! maybe not, love from far away. If we could have wretched gini, where the road is mossy." Omel Keenan was upset with his son. While Eiden did not care about the father's scolding, after the car stopped perfectly on the side of the road. The teenager of responsibility rushed down, making Keenan's forehead wrinkle.

"Ck! where the hell are you boys." Gerrutu Keenan was finally forced to come down.

"Hi, sorry. It must have been heavy, it just so happened that our car was empty. What if we just take it with us" bargain stale base Eiden. Kening Keenan increasingly frowned in seeing the interaction of the child with the teenage girl.

"No, but thanks in advance. It's not heavy, I'm used to it. Usually there will be two sacks at once, but today I only get one sack." Refuse it gently while smiling kindly. Eiden was stunned to see the sweet smile, until he did not realize that the father was standing right next to him.

"Yhmm!" Keenan cleared his throat slowly, so that the child would immediately come to his senses and close his slightly agape mouth, looking towards the girl in front of them.

"Eh? abi's? why not just wait in the car anyway?" guman Eiden glanced back at his father. Keenan gawked at the annoying sentence from the child.

"Ck, basic child no morals. What's this really about?" ask Keenan curiously.

"That's. I want to offer you help alone, like this sack is heavy and the streets are a little uphill. It must be heavy to push a bike with a load on it." Obviously Eiden hoped that the father could persuade the girl to accept their help.

Keenan glanced at the bicycle, then turned to the girl in full clothes as people came home from the rice field. It looked shabby, dirty and the girl was sweating.

"All right, we'll take you. Your bike can be put on the car no problem, just show the direction of your house." Keenan approached the girl's bicycle intending to lift the sack above her. But the girl swiftly dispelled him.

Keenan looked at the look of anxiety that looked so obvious, on the face of the girl he estimated his age might be older than his son.

"Yes, I'm sorry if we're blocking your way." Keenan finally. While Eiden looked resentfully at his father. The teenager turned to the car without saying anything.

"Okay sir, thank you, also forgive my disrespect. I'm sorry" the girl looked down at Keenan and continued carrying her bike with all her might. While passing through Keenan's car, the girl smiled at Eiden who instead threw her face in the other direction. His heart was upset when he got a rejection from the girl.

Keenan caught up with the boy who was bending his face. "We can't force the will on others, son. You know, we're strangers to the villagers around here. Of course they will be alerted to the sudden help of people they don't know." Keenan was trying to comfort the child. His son was like he had the disease of "falling in love at first sight", Keenan thought.

Eiden stared in wonder at the direction of the road they were going through, "this is not the direction to the villa loh, bi? not a stray, right?" ask her wonder.

"Yes, abi tau. Come along" said Keenan casually. The car they were carrying entered the end of the village, Keenan stopped his car just after passing through several houses. Looks like the girl was lowering her sack with great difficulty. Then began to roll out a mat to dry the grain.

Eiden glanced at the father with a flowery heart, apparently his father was not really indifferent to the girl.

It appears that a woman is also a girl who may be the same age as her son. With plastic bags in both hands.

Keenan opened the window of his car so he could hear what the woman was shouting at her son.

"Basic is not becus, all day only get a sack. What do you not think, if in our house there are many stomachs that must be fed!" Several times the woman's palm clapped the girl's head, not to mention that the other girl even gave a bow to the woman while laughing mockingly.

"Give me your lazy hand, let's hurry!" timidly the girl pointed both her palms towards the mother. The ijukpun punch started to slash his palm many times.

Keenan could not stand it anymore, what else saw some residents who just watched it without intending to pass it in the slightest.

"Enough! what the fuck!" exclaim Keenan angry. "Why did you molest her, madam, look at her hand until it bled. You crazy woman!" Keenan continued really upset, he was not exhausted by what the crazy woman did.

Eiden came with a medicine box, "Here I treat" at the hands of a sadist but rejected by the girl.

"No need, thank you. Later also healed himself" his eyes glanced fearfully at the mother.

"He's my son, I love what he wants. Who told you not to work," his argument did not want to be blamed.

"His stepson means it!" exclaimed a mother behind a crowd of villagers who were gathering.

"Hey! she wants a stepson or nothing to do with you. He's hitchhiking in my house, so it's only natural to know himself a little." The screams don't take it.

"God! useless kid, get in there, cook fast, wash behind a stack. You slacker, you don't know yourself!" his words then passed without caring about the discordant voices that surrounded him. Immune, that's the fact.

Soon the girl entered through the back door hugging her two injured hands. It can be ascertained how it feels, if later the girl has to deal with homework when her hands are badly injured.

Keenan held off his son who was about to catch up. "but bi?" Eiden still hasn't received it.

"Already, leave it to abi." Keenan said slowly.

"Sorry mothers, I want to go to the house of Mr. Lurah, where is it?" ask Keenan kindly.

"I know, let me deliver" exclaimed a girl in an excited voice. Apparently the girl did not come in, she continued to notice Eiden not a second away from the handsome face of the teenager.

"Sorry, there's no need. We can find out for ourselves" Keenan refused subtly, then looked back at the citizens.

"From here straight there is a small alley to the right of the road, a little in, but it has to be a walk. Inside there is a narrow alley, the house of the village chief in the alley. Just ask the people around there. " Obviously a citizen on Keenan.

After saying thank you, the two headed there. While the girl was stomping her legs angrily, because her veiled goodwill was rejected raw.

"Sorry, I want it. Which side is the house, huh?" Keenan and Eiden walked down the small alley and stopped at a crowded stall.

"That's the mas, the blue one. Just go there. It just so happens that the kades are home." Said one of the shop's visitors was friendly.

"Okay sir, thank you very much." The man only replied with a nod and a friendly smile typical of the villagers.

"Excuse me?" keenan's call made the owner come out to see who his guest was.