THE ALEXIS
HER GUARDIAN ANGEL 2'S

The events reoccur in the dream.everything feels so real. Anxiety, fear, and timelessness enveloped him. Sweats all over his body. He heard someone calling him repeatedly, trying to wake him up. Suddenly, he woke up from his sleep.

"You okay?" He spontaneously embraced the man in front of him. "Calm down, I'm here. You'll be fine!“ The man tried to calm her down and hugged her warmly.

Khiara's stingy breath gradually began to stabilize. The man still continued to calm her down, rubbing her back gently. Now the fresh aroma of soap bath that smelled on his nose.

“This man after shower,” guess Khiara in heart.

"Would you like a drink?" Slowly Khiara let go of her embrace and took out the proffered water. He drank slowly.

"Where is this?" khiara asked as she handed her glass.

"Hotel,” replied the man lightly. Khiara spread her gaze. For him, this is more accurately called a penthouse. "You can stay here until whenever you want."

Khiara is not a selfless person, she is very hesitant if she has to live in a place as big and luxurious as this. This man had helped him a lot, and this time it felt excessive for him. They didn't know each other before, moreover he didn't want to owe this man any more.

Khiara shook her head slowly, "I don't want to stay here. I'll find somewhere else."

"Hows it? How do you find somewhere else these nights?"

Khiara realized, he would indeed not be able to find another place to live tonight. All his stuff went missing somewhere. Even his phone and wallet did not hold it.

"Not be stubborn, stay here. You can sleep here, I will take care of you there,” the man said as he pointed at the sofa inside this room with his thumb.

"You ... sleep on the couch?"

"Emh .. You want me next to you?"

"Clearly, as you please,” replied Khiara with a smile so short a knot.

Khiara also does not care about herself. The man seemed to have no problem with whatever Khiara answered, he picked up the phone and started checking something inside his phone.

"I want to go to the bathroom,” said Khiara about to get out of bed. But swiftly the man held Khiara's hand despite still seriously struggling with his phone.

"Don't shower!" take it short. It made Khiara's forehead wrinkle. "The trail of that person is still stuck to your body. If you take a shower the trail will disappear, you won't be able to do a DNA test to ensnare the man."

“This guy, this guy thinks that far?“ khiara thought in surprise.

Khiara did not know that she had done the DNA test. The man said such a thing just because he wanted to prevent him from doing bad things in the bathroom.

Like taking a long shower to clean the dirt that he thought would not disappear easily which would certainly make Khiara catch a cold. Or hurt yourself like in the car while not being monitored by this man. Or the worst could be trying to commit suicide.

"I'll call the team doctor here,”he said while dialing up a number on his phone.

What the man did made Khiara's heart touched. A small smile on her tiny lips. And at that moment, though vaguely he could map the shape of the man's face. There were some wounds on the man's face.

"Don't look at me like that! You can fall in love with me later,” chirped the man as long as you don't turn your head at Khiara.

“Yes I have,” Khiara said inwardly.

"You don't have to do this, I don't want to have a DNA test,” Khiara said.

"But it could be accurate evidence to ensnare him."

"That jerk, I know him. And I won't hand him over to the police." The man's forehead is wrinkled. "I have my own way. It's my business with him, you don't have to interfere for the next."

"You're afraid of him?" Khiara shook her head slowly.

"No. But right now, I obviously hate him a lot." The sentence made the man think that before this must have been Khiara's feelings for that person were special.

"Is he your girlfriend?"

"No."

"And then?"

"We're schoolmates. But they rarely communicate. Somehow we got a student exchange scholarship at the same place." Khiara's forehead wrinkled thinking about it, how could it be?

The man snapped a finger in front of Khiara's face after a while Khiara did not continue her story. "He's been after me apparently,” chirps Khiara followed by a bitter grin.

"Seeked you?"

"Our school always sends students to student exchange every year. And the quota is one person per country. So it is impossible for two people to be sent in the same country. But he said he also took a student exchange here, one more town." Khiara cursed her stupidity in her heart. "And you must have also realized, all his friends are not real people here." Well, they are his friends in the country.

"Then, what are you gonna do?" The man began to understand the storyline of these events. Khiara smiled faintly hearing that.

"For the time being, I just want to remove the trace of that person from my body. I'm really disgusted with myself." The man nodded slowly. “Do you have a lover?” The man scrunched his forehead. I was surprised by Khiara's question. But then shake his head.

“Why are you asking that?” ask the man in surprise. Because it's out of context.

"So you forbade me to take a bath, so now I want you to wipe all traces of it off my body." The man again crinkled.

"You don't have to do this." The man knew what Khiara meant by erasing his tracks.

Maybe the man thought the way Khiara meant it would hurt Khiara more, but not Khiara herself. Khiara felt like doing this. This is called trauma healing.

"Does it hurt?" Khiara grabbed the man's face and felt the wound on the tip of her lips.

The man could catch the tears that pooled in Khiara's eyes. Before the man could reply, Khiara had already kissed the wound with a sense of apology in it while closing her eyes. Making those tears escape freefall across her cheeks. His heart was sad to see those wounds. Khiara could feel a gesture of shock at the man.

"I'm sorry .. I'm sorry you got hurt because of me.“A sincere apology and great gratitude towards the man, made Khiara willingly give her heart and soul to the man.

"No ... this is nothing,” said the man grabbed Khiara's face and wiped the tears again. Khiara smiled wryly hearing that, she knew that the wound was very painful. Khiara kissed the man again, but now she kissed him on the lips.

"Please ...,” pinta Khiara on the sidelines of her smooth kiss.

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