Widow of Flower & Bad Guy
Chapter 63 Shivering

A man was lying on a wooden couch with his head rolling to the left as well as to the right. Sweat drips over his forehead and also his temples. He kept delirious in calling out the name of someone who had always been in his subconscious.

"Amanda... Amanda... I'm here Amanda..," I messed with someone with pale lips. His body shivered with cold. However, the body temperature reaches 40 degrees Celsius. "Amanda. Just hug me, just for a second. Please ..." the mess again.

The tragedy of the other day had left him with a loss of consciousness caused by the violent tremors from the explosion of his ferry. His body crashed into a depth of fifty meters. However, with the power of God he is still alive and saved by a married couple who have a profession as a reliable diver.

"Elio, this guy just keeps sagging and his body temperature still doesn't go down!" screeched the woman who was forty years old. He compresses the forehead and fold area of the man's body.

The man named Elio placed the back of his hand on the forehead of the man who was lying. "In the meantime, I'm going to ask our neighbor for traditional medicine. He happens to be a healer."

"Then hurry up, Elio! The medicine that we gave was exhausted and had no effect at all!" tell the woman to feel anxious because the man they help has not been aware of himself and his body temperature has not dropped as well.

Elio nodded firmly at his wife. "Calm down, Janic! Take good care of the man, I'll ask our neighbor for medicine. May he be kind enough to give us what we need."

"Hurry up..," said Janic.

Elio rushed to the house, which was about three hundred meters away, on a motorcycle. The island where he lives is only inhabited by a few people. Naturally, one building with another building has a fairly far distance.

After passing through the streets full of sand, Elio has arrived in front of a building that displays the characteristics of the land of ginseng. He knocked on the door so many times. Because panic is increasingly becoming, eroding patience in yourself.

A white man with narrow eyes and a firm jaw, opened the door while yawning. He looked at Elio from the tip of his foot to the top of his head.

"Excuse me for the disturbing nights of Mister Dong-Min. I'm Elio, the next-door neighbor," he said with a slight bow.

Dong-Min also bowed. However, a look of astonishment was clearly imprinted on his face. Not without reason, it's because the clock is now showing at two in the morning. Where everyone is sleeping in their sleep.

"You remember, didn't you, with that stranger I saved a few days ago?" elio asked pleasantries before conveying the meaning of his arrival.

"Yes, I remember. How's the guy doing now?" ask Dong-Min about the condition of the man Elio saved.

Elio sighed, "That is what I mean by coming night and night to your house, Mister Dong. The man's condition seems to be getting worse. His body was shivering and his temperature was extremely high. What can, I ask a little traditional medicine for him?"

Dong-Min nods his head. "All right, wait a minute. I will prepare medicines and acupuncture equipment. Let me treat the guy directly."

Elio lowered his body repeatedly. "Thank you very much, Mister Dong. Thanks...."

Dong-Min rushes into the house to prepare all the needs that will be needed later, while doing the treatment. Elio waited patiently, though fear struck the heart.

Fifteen minutes passed, Elio had returned with Dong-Min walking behind him. Janic looked so riled up, pacing on the porch of the house waiting for the return of the husband.

"Mister Dong?" janic sumringah. "Thank you for coming to my house. Let's-let's show you where the man is." Without asking why Dong-Min came to his house, Janic invited the thin-bearded man to come in and follow him.

The three men are now in the guest room. Where the foreign man fell weak and still raved about mentioning a woman's name.

Mister Dong-Min opened the bag containing acupuncture tools and took out what he needed. And he began to stick thin needles into the body, which are points to relieve the pain suffered by the foreign man.

A total of twenty needles had been embedded in the man's body. And while waiting, Mister Dong-Min concocted a medicine to give to the unnamed man.

After thirty minutes, Dong-Min retracts one needle after another. The miracle of God happened once again, the man had passed his critical period. His body temperature dropped and was no longer shivering.

"Put this potion on him" Dong-Min said, thrusting the ceramic bowl at Janic. "Thanks to God's goodness, tomorrow morning he will be awakened, but if the conditions are still this way. Inevitably, you should take him to the Hospital, "he advised Elio as well as Janic.

"Thank you Mister dong, for your kindness" Janic said sincerely.

"It is my duty to help others in distress" Dong-Min said. "Please take the medicine now. The longer, the medicinal properties will evaporate."

"Okay, Mister Dong." Elio raised the head of the foreign man with Janic holding a bowl and a small spoon. He drank the potions made by his neighbor, little by little until they ran out unceremoniously.

"Okay, it looks like my business here is done. I have to go back because later if my wife wakes up, it could be panic looking for me," Dong-Min said in a joke. He chuckled to melt the tense atmosphere in the room.

"Ah, yes.." said Elio mangosteen, while also laughing even though actually forced. "Come, let me take you.." haggard Elio stuck out his hand toward the exit.

Dong-Min nods and moves from Elio's house to return to his residence.

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Meanwhile, at the same time. But in a different place. Amanda was still riveted and sitting limp staring at the sprawling corpse with fresh blood flowing from inside her head. His body trembled violently, his face pias. He curled up expressionlessly, like an undead.

Being the wife of a mobster who has many secrets and is surrounded by bad people, forcing Amanda must be able to fight every fear and inevitably follow the flow of violence. He had to bury his gentle soul because the reality before his eyes was inversely proportional to his previous life.

"Oh my God.. What do I do now?" Amanda was confused by the body. "If I bury him? Lucas will definitely know the former! Oh my God. Give me a clue.." - Amanda, restore the hair and grab it.

The woman, who was sitting on the floor with her mouth gagged and her legs and hands entangled by a fitting, still growled hoping that the foreign girl would look at her. But unfortunately, Amanda is still busy with her own thoughts. It was not easy for him to forget what happened twenty minutes ago.

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