Sharing Love: Between Us
Chapter.270 Injured
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Keenan walked straight, towards the place where there was light there, until his smile rose, when he saw the presence of several cars belonging to Ezra and his men.
"Honey, that's Ezra's car!" keenan said, pointing forward, using his chin.
Riska looked forward, then nodded on Keenan's shoulders, with a smile re-emerging on his face.
Thank God, I know this is your help. Whoever the figure of the woman in white was. I believe she exists because of your will. Risk is grateful in the heart.
Keenan's forehead, crinkled then, while remembering this was the path indicated by Riska.
"Darling, do you know where our car is parked?" ask Keenan later.
Riska raised her head back, until their cheeks were aligned, she slightly turned to look at the confused face of the husband.
"No, I just followed the direction that the woman had pointed out," Riska replied.
So he's pointing me at Bang Ezra's car, not at a residential neighborhood? O Allah, thank you, O Allah, murmured Riska.
Keenan further deepened the frown on his forehead, when he heard the answer from his wife.
"Women? You helped someone, who? Let me also thank him for helping my wife" Keenan said.
Riska was then pensive, she shook her head faintly with a confused feeling, how to explain what happened to her.
"It seems not human," said Riska, a little hesitant with her words.
Keenan turned his head quickly, he was surprised by the words of his wife.
"Not human? Then what?" The fur on his body suddenly stood up, as his mind guessed something invisible to the naked eye.
Fortunately, the distance with the existence of Ezra cars, is too close. Circulating the view to make sure , no one followed it. Then, he quickened his pace.
"don't know. But, what I know .. is God's help, for us," Riska said.
Keenan nodded, smiling as he remembered all of that.
"Yes, I am sure it is God's help, for both of us" said Keenan, with a smile and gratitude in his heart.
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Alvin moved cautiously, when he saw someone coming from the direction of the forest, he also pointed the flashlight he was holding at the person.
Spreading his eyes, as he knew who the person who walked towards him was holding someone else.
"Prince Keenan?'' to himself, to himself.
Quickly, he ran a little, to get close to the person.
"Pak Keenan, Miss Riska?!" he had arrived in front of the two men.
"Bang, put me down" whispered Riska, feeling ashamed at some of the people who were now making her a concern.
"Please open the door of his car" Keenan ordered, as he continued to step on his foot.
He chooses not to answer Alvin or Riska's request..
"ah! Okay, sir," alvin said, running ahead of Keenan's step, and opening the passenger door, Ezra's car.
Keenan lowered Riska on the chair, then examined the face and the entire body of his wife so thoroughly.
The worried face was mixed with anxiety, clearly visible on his handsome face.
"God! Honey, your face is pale." Keenan cupped Riska's cheeks together, made sure she didn't have a fever, then turned to her hands and feet that were also covered in wounds.
"Oh my goodness, baby! Why did all this happen?" he asked, grimacing withstanding the pain when he saw some scratches and the hands and feet of his wife.
Riska shook her head with a faint smile on her face, she frowned, as a sense of dizziness returned.
He tried to look fine, even though he felt his body getting weaker.
"Wait a minute, I'll take the kotal, P3K," said Keenan, as he stood up.
However, Riska's hand stopped her movement, and she saw his wife's face again.
"What's up, hem? lirih Keenan, stroking the top of Riska's head, which looked messy.
His eyes reddened, enduring the turmoil of the Taste within him, looking at his wife's current condition. Pale face, hair said, dirty and dirty clothes, as well as injuries suffered.
All of that made her want to cry and get angry at once, feeling the disappointment and sadness that rained down on her heart and heart.
"There's water? I'm thirsty" said Riska.
Keenan's body was puffed up, with pain in the chest, which was growing.
"There, baby. I'll get it for a second!" keenan replied immediately, with a voice that started to weigh heavily, as his throat was already feeling dry.
He re-enforced his body and closed the door, rubbing the face that looked extremely frustrated, restraining the anger and pain in his heart.
Seeing the condition of his wife who is concerned, makes it seem to blame himself, because it can not guarantee the safety of Riska.
After the car door closed, Riska leaned her head that felt dizzy. Closing his eyes, trying to endure the pain within his body.
Keenan, opened the front door and took out a box of P3K, as well as mineral water, after speaking something to Alvin. He then switched back to the back seat, where Riska was.
Sitting next to his wife, Alvin and some of his men stand guard outside the car.
"This, the water," said Keenan, after opening the bottle cap.
Riska opened her eyes and raised her head again, she smiled faintly, and received the mineral water from the husband's hand. Riska even swallowed saliva, just by looking at the water, so thirsty, after almost two nights one day not drinking at all.
However, Keenan swiftly put the bottle back away. His view now turns to the fabric that looks wrapped around Riska's hand with red color that colors almost all the fabric. He knew it must be the blood of his wife.
"Let me hold it" he said, glancing at Riska's palm, which was covered in scratches.
Riska smiled again and nodded, she received a drink from her husband's hand.
The water in the five-hundred-milliliter bottle seemed to diminish rapidly, until more than half of it, Riska stopped her sips.
The dry feeling in his throat that he had been feeling, as if it had been washed and disappeared with a mouthful of water passing through it.
Keenan was made sick when he saw how thirsty the wife was.
"Have you not been fed and drunk with them?" asked Keenan, holding back the pain in his heart.
He closed the bottle of mineral water, then kept it. Switch to take the P3K box and start opening it.
"They gave me food. But, I don't want to eat or drink from them," said Riska, recalling the incident when she was almost tainted by Toni, until without feeling, her eyes were back in tears.
Keenan frowned, though a faint nod could be seen from him. His hand moved to open the winding cloth in Riska's hand.
"Why?" ask Keenan.
"I'm afraid, they put some strange medicine or poison in their food" Riska replied with a single tear drop just falling down.
Keenan looked in Riska's eyes that looked trembling, when he realized, Riska's hand in front of him clenched firmly.
"What have they done to you, baby?" ask Keenan again.
"A–aku .. they, she, she."
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