Beautiful Thief And The King
Relationships That May Not Work

Before leaving, Norman and Freya work together to release the car plate because the plate can be tracked by the police when recorded cctv camera on the road. They even stole plates from a car parked near an abandoned building.

Freya is in action, while Norman is watching. After getting the license plate of a car that was somehow owned by someone because the car seemed to be abandoned by the owner, Freya immediately installed the license plate so that she could quickly return.

"I brought the car!" said Norman.

"Go home?" ask Freya.

"No, your wounds must be treated, Freya. You're a woman, don't let the wound leave a mark so you have trouble finding a dress you can use" Norman said.

"When have you ever cared about me like this?" ask Freya.

"I do care about you but you're not sensitive at all!" Norman runs his car, he'll find a hotel because they need a place to rest and they need a quiet place to eat because their lunch failed due to a sudden attack.

Freya no longer asked, she was leaning her head on the chair while closing her eyes because she needed rest. He didn't want to know where Norman was going to take him because all he needed right now was rest and food.

Surely there was something he wanted to ask Norman, the man was getting suspicious. He was even more convinced that Norman was not an ordinary person especially during this time he could not find his identity. Is Norman a mafia undercover? Or he's a cop and he could be a soldier. The curiosity filled his heart but he would ask later, after he gathered strength.

The car brought by Norman has stopped at a hotel, Norman pulls Freya's hand when entering the hotel. Not only did Norman order a room, he also asked for medicine and food because they needed it. Freya did not argue, even her silence made Norman wonder.

"Why just shut up? Did any of your teeth fall out from being hit by that woman?" ask Norman.

"No, am I like someone who just lost a tooth?" ask Freya anyway.

"No, now take off your clothes. I'll look at the wounds on the back whether deep or not."

"It's okay, wounds like this are common to me" Freya said.

"I know, you're used to it but don't ignore it because this wound can leave a mark later!"

"I know what you mean, but what you're gonna wear is a prisoner's suit for the rest of my life!"

"Hey, we're both tired. Just this time, don't fight!" said Norman.

"Well, what is it that you want to tell me who you really are?" ask Freya. Norman did not reply, the two of them looked at each other. Norman was looking for an answer to what he should give Freya's question, while Freya waited for an answer from him. The two of them remained silent until finally the sound of the door being knocked distracted the two of them.

Norman stepped away, to open the door. Two hotel attendants brought the medicine she wanted and the food she ordered. Norman let them in, while Freya had already stepped away towards the bathroom because she wanted to wash her wounds.

"I think I should go buy some clothes!" Freya.

"I'll buy it for you most importantly treat your wound first!" The medicine box is placed over the sink. Norman stepped closer to Freya and saw the wound on her back.

"It's deep enough, Freya!"

"I can't avoid it in that tight spot!"

"I'll clean it using alcohol, endure the pain!"

Freya nodded, Norman picked up the medicine box that was above the sink. The two of them were silent, Norman was busy treating every wound present on Freya's body slowly and carefully. Freya tried to endure the pain as her wound was cleaned by alcohol. Norman looked at Freya for a moment as he was cleaning his wound and then he refocused.

"What hurts?" tanyakanya.

"Quite base the base, now answer my question. Who the hell are you? I know you're not just anyone. You said someone would take care of the woman. You must have a man, right? Are you a mafia undercover?" Freya stared fixedly at Norman as she threw her question. Really he was very curious but he felt Norman would not answer just like that.

"Who am I, what does that mean to you, Freya?" ask Norman.

"Hng, I thought you wouldn't answer!" said Freya cynically.

"We'll be apart someday, I think it's better we don't know each other. But someday, you'll know who I am!"

"Currently, it's not important. You won't answer, I won't force. You're not important to me anyway. I just want to know who I don't care about. Mafia, ex-soldier or whatever I don't care!" Freya picked up the clothes she threw on the floor and walked away but before that she thanked Norman.

"Wait, Freya. Answer me, do you really think I mean nothing? Is there not a single feeling in your heart for me?" norman's question stops Freya. Freya seemed to think and then turned her steps.

"What about you, Norman? You always talk about good-bye, do I mean anything to you?" freya asked back. Norman was silent, not answering. The two of them looked at each other for a moment, Freya waiting for Norman's unfailing answer. A cynical smile was engraved on Freya's lips because she already knew the answer to her question.

"You can't even answer, I know we can't possibly have a special relationship because it's impossible. Play your role until you're done, until you're satisfied. Don't ask about feelings because we've agreed not to involve feelings so my answer is no and your answer is no because without you even answering, I already know your answer!" Freya stepped away after saying that. They can't possibly have a special relationship because it's impossible and impossible. It was better to prepare the rope before it fell down because the pain he felt later could destroy him.

Norman leaned against the sink, his face rubbed violently. What the hell is he doing? He should not have thrown the question but he was carried away by Freya's words which were quite painful. Already so far, Freya still considers him a partner and he is still meaningless but what exactly does he expect? Again the question disturbed him.

Norman washed his face, maybe cold water could cool his mind. Freya was outside, enjoying the food that was already in session because she was hungry. Talks that are not good quality, next time he does not want to ask because it only leaves a sense of annoyance. No matter who Norman was most important to, the man helped him until his mission was over and the two of them, would never have any special relationship other than their affection for the two of them in bed.