Forced to Become a Savings Woman
Not Thinking Long 2

Azka realized that Arga was running around in fear. He could only endure the pain, and also tried to get up from the dirty floor.

‘If I stay here, maybe no one will know. I must have bled out!’ inward Azka, who inevitably had to try to rise from there.

Azka began to rise, with a situation that had difficulty walking but still walked outside the haunted area. At the very least, there should be a person who saw it first, until he really felt that his condition was safe.

As forcefully as he stepped, with blood that had flowed quite profusely on his upper head. His blood hit his right side of his face, severely disturbing his vision.

“Argh!”

Azka was still trying to step up, and before long she saw with a blurred look, there was someone there who was looking at her in a panic.

‘Thank God there's someone here!’ inward Azka with relief.

Because he felt no longer strong, he fell limp near the school area. Luckily there was someone who saw it, so immediately took a stance to help Azka who was seriously injured.

***

Azka woke up from her stupor. Slowly, his eyes sharpened, and it was no longer as blurry as before. He realized and had seen Pras who accompanied him there.

Seeing Azka who was awakened, Pras felt very worried about Azka's state.

Pras was already very worried about Azka's condition, as Azka almost lost a lot of blood due to the wounds on her head. Luckily Pras was around the old building, who was enjoying his cigar, so he could meet Azka who was in desperate need of help.

“It's a good thing I was there. Fortunately I want to smoke earlier, if not maybe I will not be able to nolong lo,” said Pras, with a face that has been very sad to see the state of his friend like this.

Azka tried to smile, although she was very difficult to control parts of her body because she felt her energy had been drained, with just one blow she received from Arga.

“Thank you I already,” muttered Azka with a low tone of speech, and can not be too high talking again at this time.

Pras found this very confusing. Azka's current condition, he did not know the cause at all.

“It's not time to thank you. Now, mending lo story what makes loe like this!” pras said firmly, but Azka still did not want to speak the truth to Pras.

‘That damn arga! He was so dangerous, that he wanted to harm me without a second thought! People like this, should be kept away from Alea!’ inner Azka, who felt she already did not want to see anything happen to Alea.

“Sorry, Pras. Maybe when it is time, I will tell you all the causes,” reject Azka, who still does not want to tell the truth to Pras.

Because of hearing that, Pras instead became very curious and grew worried about Azka. Because only Azka, his countryman was very good to him.

Pras looked at him deeply, “If anyone wants to do you any harm, do not hesitate! Tell me, who did you this way!” his insistence, who was still curious about the true story of the wound that Azka got.