Cold Man And Miss Stone
4. Not Ice, He's Stone [REVISED]

In Emilia's life, there was never a single time she rode a vehicle, even if it was just a motorbike.

Therefore Emilia somewhat did not expect that she would get drunk on the vehicle.

The sky is so dark now that the condition of the village streets is indeed deserted, but how he felt sick due to cars moving in the dark turned out to be very annoying.

Almost Emilia vomited if she did not manage to hold back. Though his feelings remain bad when they finally break out of the potholed streets after hours of travel, entering a more humane path.

"I didn't know you were drunk."

Emilia glanced at him as Samuel realized it.

"Sorry, Ema. I don't have any medicine. You want us to stop first?"

"I'm fine."

It was not permissible for Emilia to look too weak. These are just symptoms of vehicle hangover. The sooner it gets there, the sooner it ends.

*

It turns out that it's true that he has a strong-witted nature.

It may be difficult for him to be honest because Samuel is a stranger and he is used to living in solitude.

Some time, Samuel just let Ema fight. But when he realized he was really uncomfortable, Samuel stopped, stopped by a shop on the side of the road to look for eucalyptus oil.

He looked alert when Samuel came back.

"Drunken vehicles are not a weakness, Ema. Everyone's got one two they don't like." Samuel held out a sealed eucalyptus oil into his hand. "I also bought candy. It'll reduce your nausea."

He just shut up.

Some time did not move though then opened the eucalyptus oil and filled his hands.

Ema is really a girl who doesn't talk much. His mouth was tightly locked no matter how long they drove.

So passive.

The girl did not sleep either. Not close your eyes at all. Not wanting him to torture himself for too long, Samuel decided to drive faster.

Shorten the time that should take three hours to one and a half hours to arrive in the city.

"I forgot to tell you." Samuel looked. "You'll work as my assistant. There are some important things I'll tell you later, but for now it's just that."

There's no response.

No longer an ice cube, he was indeed a rock.

*

He knew that Samuel Ahkam lived in the house of Ahkam, where all Ahkam gathered from the youngest to the oldest.

Of course there were some of them had separate residences, but the house where Samuel lived was the place where Argantana and Suryanata lived.

There the center.

The ancient European-style giant residence welcomes the vision of Emilia. He deliberately removed the glasses, because even though he was very nearsighted, Emilia's hearing would be more sensitive when her eyes were not functioning optimally.

His body feels weak. The morning sun was already shining and stinging when Emilia stepped on the grounds of the palace-like house.

Emilia wondered if she was going to vomit because she was drunk or was going to vomit because she had to meet another Ahkam.

"Uncle Sam!"

Emilia moved spontaneously as a result of the sound. But because of his body, he accidentally hit the shoulder of the girl who had just shouted to call Samuel.

"Aw!"

Emilia's head was twitching.

"Hey, your eyes are broken, huh?!" The girl shouted in anger. "This is not where beggars come! There go! Make a donation somewhere else!"

Why should Emilia always meet girls who like to scream? Was he not taught that talk was evidence of stupidity?

"Soraya, you just got hit." Another foreign voice rang out, followed by a hand outstretched at him. "Grow your hand out."

Emilia stared though she could not see clearly what she looked like.

From a still somewhat broken tone of voice, height, and body shape, he was a teenage boy of a dozen years. It may be high school or at least seventeen years old.

Not needing help to wake up, Emilia stood alone. Looked at Samuel handing over the car keys to someone.

"My brother's talking to you! Are you mute or what?!"

"Soraya's." Samuel's approaching. "It's still morning. I'm tired and my guests are too. We'll talk later."

"But Uncle—"

"please. Rowan, get Soraya to play."

Emilia followed Samuel without heeding the girl's voice. But even though her head hurt and Emilia held back from fainting, she still had processing space.

*