
"How, Frans?" axelle asked her best friend who had just ended the conversation on the phone.
"Medical help is coming soon. So, relax. You don't have to panic" Frans replied casually, walking closer to the direction where Louisa was weak.
"How long will they arrive?" ask Axelle again. How worried Louisa was. He was afraid that something bad had happened to the girl in front of him.
Frans pulled his shoulder up. "No idea, maybe five minutes. Could be ten minutes. Or even thirty minutes."
Axelle rubbed his face rough. He wanted to hit his best friend's head. However, concerns about Louisa's condition. Defeat the burning flames of anger within the chest.
The man wearing the black t-shirt, turned his head. Both beads of his eyes were fixed on the face of the girl, who was lying unconscious with a pale lip color. He clasped Louisa's wrist and his pulse felt weak.
"Let's wake up!!" Axelle patted Louisa's cheeks again. "Wake up, stupid girl!!" Axelle presses Louisa's chest. But the girl still heard.
"Why don't you give him artificial breath?!" Frans suddenly drowned. Although it sounds a joke. However, the advice he just gave was the only first aid he could give. In the midst of an emergency like today.
Axelle glanced cynically at Frans, then saw Louisa who looked like an undead. He took a deep breath and closed both eyes. The mind and mind are turbulent, between accepting Frans' advice or thinking of it as just the last wind.
"Well, if you don't want to, let me!" Frans leaned his lips over Louisa's. Intend to give artificial breath to the girl.
"What do you want?" Axelle blocked Frans' mouth with her palm.
"Give artificial breath," answered Frans. He pursed his lips. Only a few inches away, then the thin object of his will be stuck on top of Louisa's lips.
"No need! Just let me!" Axelle pulls Frans' arm rough, so that the single man moves away from the girl's body.
Frans walked back a few steps while smiling. Apparently the plan he was thinking about, would go as expected. He also immediately prepared a cellphone camera, to capture the beautiful moments that will happen in a few moments. Between Louisa and her best friend.
"Hurry up! What are you waiting for? Think of the girl's safety!" urged Frans, impatiently wanting to see the hot scene before his eyes.
Axelle took a deep breath, then placed her lips over Louisa's open mouth. The esophagus goes up and down, many times it swallows saliva. For a moment, his mind seemed to float. Gentle taste of Louisa's thin and cold objects.
After a few seconds of heart. Axelle opened her eyes at once. He breathed vigorously into Louisa's mouth. I wish the girl was a human.
While on the right side, Frans was busy recording the action of Axelle who repeatedly gave artificial breath to Louisa. He folded his lips, holding a rancid smile. Realizing that his best friend seemed to enjoy every touch on the girl's lips.
"Perfecto!" inner Frans, glee.
Five minutes have passed. However, Louisa's condition did not change in the slightest. Axelle was again agitated where when he summarized the girl's face, feeling colder than before.
"Frans, why haven't the ambulances arrived yet?!" axelle jolts at the man standing leaning against a closet. "Try calling again! Make sure where they are!" tell it to Frans.
"okay!" sahut Frans, short.
God always hears the prayers of every servant. Because a short time later, three medics have arrived on the second floor. They're being escorted by the security office on guard tonight.
Finally, Louisa was successfully taken to the Hospital to get treatment in the hands of the right person. She was like a sleeping princess, asleep in a cradle of beautiful dreams. It appears in his hand is stuck with an infusion needle. While on the face, attached breathing apparatus.
"Please promise, you'll be fine" Axelle said inwardly.
Along the way to the Hospital, Axelle was incessantly praying. Both eyes were not separated from looking at Louisa's face.
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