
Still lying on his stomach, Dean raised his body with both hands and both knees as a refutation of his load. He can't turn his body around. The paint behind his body will stick to the straw. Very carefully he crept up to take his stick. Don't get any wounds on his feet.
Slowly he got up after grabbing his stick which he tucked in the horse-drinking place. Let it be evenly distributed, but the watering Nina did not hit an important area. Because the place to eat and drink the horse has been closed first using foliage. So did the clothing thing, he had secured first tucked under the straw.
The pocket of pants. Nina's spare change is well stored there. Either this is enough, or not. He immediately walked to the port to buy gasoline.
Nina who was busy in the kitchen immediately peeked at the window, when she saw the person who had been silent across the side of the fence of her house.
“Where is he?”
He followed until the man he was watching stopped in front of his house looking at the road.
“Good! Looks like he's giving up. Thank goodness, my life is coming back soon."
On the muddled streets, Dean kept walking. The clay accompanied him throughout his steps. The feet have been painted. Now, complete already.
As the ground grew thicker, he paused for a moment to clean up. Not just the feet, but the sticks.
This was the first time he had come out far from Nina's house. Among his difficulties, he observed the surroundings.
Life here is still left behind. Their country is a rich country. I don't know what the local government is doing. Should be the road on the asphalt.
The houses here are the same shape as a simple Nina house. It's like cowboy times! There are no two-wheeled vehicle engines, what's more four-wheeled in their yards. It's like this, then, how do they plow the land? Do not use traditional tools. Just land transportation? Does gasoline only come on board?
But come to think of it, the island where the task is also still behind. It seemed like the magnificent building only belonged to the Capital City. Is it possible, this is the reason the Tartans are partly in revolt? This is the island of Elvaros. But the island of Elvaros is adjacent to the island of Tartan, right?
As per the woman's instructions, it wasn't long before the man arrived. Everyone from the distance observed his figure as he set foot in the harbor.
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Understandably, there the population is a little so if there are new people immediately marked. Their view was actually not only seeing a new figure, but also his appearance full of paint, and the street limping, following the subordinates he wore. The residents there none of their citizens have the army profession. Although the man was wearing a wool suit, but his pants could be detected.
“Excuse me... I want to ask, where here is selling gasoline?” Dean reprimanded, a middle-aged man he intercepted.
“Who are you?" That guy gave an unpleasant look.
“Ah! I'm a guest here.”
“Guest? Where do you live?”
“I live there.” Reversing the body with his hands pointed towards Nina's house. “At home a beautiful woman.”
That guy's leaving. Dean was stunned, immediately chasing.
“Hey, why are you leaving? You haven't answered."
Of course his footsteps were lost by both healthy legs. He approached another man. A young boy was walking carrying an ice box towards the ship.
“Hei, young man,” the thrill.
Obtained. “Ya?”
“May I know, where can I buy gasoline?”
The man traced his entire body in front of him. The guy just saw. He was in the barn again. Residential earth storage warehouses.
“Whose you?’
“Ah, I'm new here. I live there.” Pointing towards the back. “At home a beautiful woman.”
Said ‘beautiful woman’ seems like a scary scourge for residents there. Again hearing that word, the man left. Dean was again aghast, and quickly pursued.
“Hey, hey, stop. Please, tell me.”
Again, his footsteps lost. Even though that person was carrying a burden, it was still faster because he only relied on one foot.
What's wrong with the people here? Why not be friendly with him? Is this how they deal with strangers? But why go against Nina?
Dean never gave up and wanted to make sure for what he felt. He walked over to the ship the young man had been on. Honey, he hasn't had time to express his intentions, has been able to expel. Because of the people he wants to ask, get a whisper from the young man.
“Hey, go you there!”
“Please, tell me where I get the gasoline."
“Go!!!” loud that guy.
“I said go!!!”
What power Dean went, because the man was willing to push him into the sea. He walked out of the dock.
"It's so bad people here. Not really friendly with him." Dean's head bobbles.
Apparently Nina was waiting. Sitting in the living room with a bench facing the front window, while making a cap made of wool. Quickly he stood near the window as he saw the figure he was waiting for looked. He continued walking between the glass until the shadow he followed disappeared.
“Finally, he's called,” excited.
Arriving at the ranch, the first thing Dean did was feed the horse first. He brought the grass he picked up in the cage. On the horses then.
“One more time, sorry you got involved in this feud. Frankly, I didn't get any gasoline. So I had to I couldn't clean your cage. I'm sorry yes. In a few hours, the paint in your cage will be dry. New, I put you in."
"Belvin..."
"Ah, I don't think you understand me. You're so good to me. Actually your employer too. But the nature of the judes sucks." Gawking. "Oh! Naw. Actually it's adorable." Smile to himself, then sigh. "Haaa... Sometimes seeing you makes me think, when can I talk informally with Nina. From the beginning he gave me some distance. I-you're with me. Annoying!”
The horse is full. Then Dean looked for a container in the chicken coop in the form of a feeding bowl. To be used for a while to give a horse a drink. He watched the chicken. Looks like they'll soon be laying eggs.
“Wah, can too. Later, for me to eat."
When she was done, she went to Nina's house to the bathroom to wash herself. Nina woke up again from her seat due to the sound of water gurgling in the back. He peeked out of the kitchen window.
After washing his hands, the man picked up a towel on the clothesline. Wrapped to the waist, the release of his pants, as well as his clothes, in the sun later. Let it dry quickly on the paint stain exposed to the Sun. Fractured hair that hardened due to paint.
“Nothing to make him wear my towel!”
Nina rushed out of the house, Dean glanced thinly at the presence of the Judes through the sound of the door being opened.
“Why are you wearing my towel?!"
The question does not answer, cool itself with its activities.
“Hey, are you deaf?”
Stay not flinching.
“HEI!!” Nina rebukes harder.
Obtained. "What?”
“What? Whahuh? You heard that!”
“Lantas, do you want to see me naked?” Dean asked back.
Nina clenched her white teeth.
“Yah's... If you don't want me to wear your towel. All right, all right, I'll open it." Dean's hand was getting ready to take off the towel.
Glowered. "Based on crazy man!!”
Nina ran into the house. Dean laughed amusedly, then continued his work again. Nina again watched Dean from the kitchen window. All right, forget the towel. He also has stock. Maybe Dean's preparing. It is impossible to go home in such a situation. Ah, then, she better be kind enough to give thinner.
Nina took the thinner in the barn. Then open the back door, put it in front of the door.
“Hei! You can clean yourself up with this."
Basic, this woman... A little bit fierce, a little good. Dean walked up to take it.
Next after the man finished bathing, the woman came over.
“What time is your headquarters person, pick up?"
Baffled. "meaning?”
“You went to port after calling your base guy, right?”
Boost. “No. I'm there to find gasoline.”
Unnerved. “What?”
“Oo... So you think so, huh? Quick, you're so angry you're so good." Small smile. The real thing is, a mocking smile. "You don't hope, Nina."
“Basic you... Argh...!" Nina stomped her two legs together to Earth.