The Revenge of the Injured Woman
At Larry's place

Athana's pair of eyes opened slowly as the fingers began to move. One thing that first comes into view is the white ceiling. Then Athana looked around. A room that is again white.

"Am I in the hospital?" inner Athana after seeing the infusion slang in her hand.

Then, he closed for a moment, trying to remember the last incident before waking up in that foreign place. Big explosion.

"She was really reckless, even willing to die just to kill me. But ... Who dragged me to jump the window?" inner Athana.

Shortly before the room exploded, Athana's body was indeed dragged and out of the window. In Athana's memory, she saw a considerable explosion, which was in stark contrast to the cold and strong winds that had ambushed her body. At that time Athana stared at the explosion when his position was still in the clouds and had not touched the ground.

"You're sober?"

Athana turned her head and looked at the source of the voice. The figure of the brown-haired man with extremely charming hazel eyes, walked towards him while commenting on the thin smile.

"You who? And ... Where is this?" ask Athana in a soft voice.

"I'm Larry and you're in my house."

The man's answer made Athana frown. How not, Larry's name is very foreign to him. Only, after a few seconds of looking, Athana felt familiar with that face. However, he did not manage to remember who he was.

"Have we met before?" ask Athana.

"Your story is very good." Larry sat next to Athana. "Yes, we met once. I'm the guy you hit, mmm errat, the guy you wanted to hit on purpose" she said with a smile.

Hearing Larry's words, Athana immediately remembered the incident that day, when she accidentally hit a motorist. However, Athana can't yet guess what Larry meant by doing that.

"Your courage is quite great, but unfortunately your ambition is too high. If you continue like that, you may be wretched by your own ambition." Larry spoke again.

"What do you mean?" Athana is curious because Larry seems to know him very well.

"I told you, be careful and wait until they're asleep. But, you're impatient and get into action right away when the atmosphere is still hot," Larry replied slightly deviating from the question. However, it even makes Athana understand about the role of Larry.

"You're the owner of that number?" ask Athana quickly.

"Yes." Yeah." Larry nodded, then moved on before Athana could reply. "I'll get Leon, the doctor who's been treating your wounds" he said as he walked away.

"Gee!"

"What are you doing? Your body is still badly injured, don't carelessly move!" Larry came back closer and confirmed Athana's position.

"My feet hurt." Athana was still moaning, her sweat soaked her face because it was so heavy to withstand the pain.

"Eat him don't move much. You just fell from a height, still lucky to be saved," Larry said while staring fixedly. The pale face before her, looked beautiful even though the owner was very stubborn and lousy in controlling ambition.

"How's Dove doing?" ask Athana on the sidelines of her pain. He was now convinced that the one who helped him was Dove.

Larry exhaled a coarse breath, "Just think about your condition, don't think about anyone else."

After saying so, Larry turned his back and was ready to step up. But Athana held him back. With great difficulty he moved his hand and clasped Larry's arm.

"Tell me how Dove is doing" Athana said.

"You really want to know?" Larry asked while bowing, so that his face was slightly close to Athana's face.

Athana was suddenly nervous. Within such a close distance, Larry's good looks were perfect. In fact, the fine hairs on the jaw look real and charming. Really, a very alluring form.

"But ..he's also a man. His heart could not possibly be as good as his face," Athana's inner voice cast a glance.

Larry smiled, "I'm different from Alex. You can't equate me with her."

"What do you mean?" Athana replied in a stammer, not expecting Larry to know what he was thinking.

"I'm a man, but I'm not like them. I'm not Johan, I'm not Alex, I'm not your uncle, I'm not the man who ruined you. You should know, not all men are that bad."

"You .. You know my past?" Athana is stammering.

Larry raised both eyebrows, "Of course. Because ... I've known you .. long before this."

The answer that came from Larry's mouth made Athana gaped in disbelief. However, he could only keep the curiosity because Larry immediately left and did not give him a chance to ask.

"Larry, who are you?" Athana Mummings.

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