The Married With Stranger
Freaks

Not far from the scene, Zach who had just finished buying ice cream and gulali stopped. While holding the handlebars of the bicycle, he watched the crowd. Once he realized there was a familiar silhouette, he immediately went down and let the bike slide just like that.

"Agnese!" Zach approached Agnese who was smiling at him. "You're such a fool! How can this be?" zach asked half-screaming.

"I accidentally hit a car."

"Bumped or hit?" Zach looked at the cynical man crouching nearby.

"It doesn't have to be. I was wrong anyway."

Zach looked at Agnese's arm. "But you're bleeding, you idiot!"

Agnese shook her head to reassure Zach despite her crumbling body. "I'm really fine."

Zach paid no heed to Agnese's words. He actually moved to hold the girl ala bridal style. If you continue to serve Agnese, there will certainly be no end. Maybe he used to like the debates that happened between them, but not this time.

"What are you doing?"

"Shut up!"

Zach walks towards the parking lot with Agnese in his carry. He didn't care about the girl's whistle. Because the focus now is to arrive as soon as possible in the parking lot in order to bring Agnese to the hospital for treatment.

Upon arriving, Zach enlisted the help of one of the visitors who had just got off the vehicle to open the door. Without saying thank you, he placed Agnese on the chair carefully.

"Sorry to trouble you."

Zach has a chest. "What exactly happened?"

Agnese was silent for a moment, recalling the traumatic incident earlier. With a slightly dizzy head and a sore body, he recounts all the events in detail to Zach.

"You shouldn't go alone" Zach commented after Agnese finished telling her.

"You left me!"

"I went to buy food for you."

"Eh ...." Agnese. He did not know if the arrogant man had gone to buy himself food.

Zach straightened his body and held the end of the door to close it. "We better get home."

"Wait!" Zach stopped and looked at Agnese with a frown. "What about the bike? I've damaged the park property" asked Agnese later.

"You don't have to worry. I'll get people to take care of it."

"I'm sorry, I'm troubling you again." Agnese lowered her head and sighed. "Why do you keep helping me? I don't want to be reciprocated!" agnese continued in his heart.

"One more time you're sorry, I'm going to silence your mouth with my lips."

Agnese. He won't let that happen. Although he was feeling pain everywhere, but he was sure that nothing would be able to match the pain present if this man before him actually did just that.

Zach moved back to close the door. However, Agnese spontaneously touched her hand.

"Can we stay here longer? I'm gonna enjoy the lake for a second."

"You've just had an accident, but you still want to be here?" Zach breathed a long breath. "Where do you actually store your brain? Why can't you put yourself in safety?"

Hearing that, Agnese lowered her head and played her finger. "Alright, I won't force."

Infuriated, Zach punched the air. It was impossible to channel resentment towards the girl who had always been against him. He looked at the girl for a moment, then let out a rough sigh.

"Come on!"

Agnese nodded and accepted Zach's help to get himself out of the car. However, due to his sprained leg, he was unable to stand up. He again sat his body and had a gloomy face.

Zach who saw this did not remain silent. He immediately squatted down as he would not let Agnese go with an injured leg. At least he could be the girl's foot for a while.

"Get it!"

"You want to enjoy the lake, don't you?"

Agnese nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

"Get it!"

"But ...."

"Well or go home?"

"Or."

Zach looked back. "Or not an option, but a hyphen."

There's no other choice. By force, Agnese put her hands around her neck and climbed up Zach's back. After a few seconds, he felt the man's hand touch his buttocks while standing.

"What are you doing?!" peekkik Agnese's.

"stand."

"You hold mine!"

"Holding what? I didn't hear it."

Agnese hits Zach on the back. "Bad!"

Zach laughed and started walking towards the nearby park lake. He does not want to go too far because it will make time more wasted.

When he arrived at one of the lakes, Zach dropped Agnese off on a bench in front of a large puddle. Agnese's immediate expression turned to delight, forgetting the wounds and pain in her body.

"Truly hard to guess," murmured Zach.

"Well! It's so amazing."

Agnese stretched out both hands and inhaled a long breath. Fresh air produced by trees and not exposed to vehicle pollution is indeed very comfortable to breathe.

Again. The feeling of relief came when he saw Agnese's happy face. Zach doesn't know what happened to him. What was clear was that every time he saw the girl's smile and laughter, he felt calm. He smiled and turned his gaze. However, what he got was not pleasant.

Zach feels that someone is spying. He cleared his throat and re-circulated the view. His gaze stopped near one of the big trees, looking at someone who was very suspicious let alone the gaze of that person towards him and Agnese.

"Hey!" Zach held Agnese's arm and brought her mouth closer to the girl's ear. "Can you just shut up and look at 12:00 without drawing too much attention?" zach said with a slight whisper.

"AT 12:00?"

"Yes, not far from where we are."

Agnese began to glance in the direction that Zach was referring to. Is correct. There was someone dressed in black watching them.

"I saw it." Agnese glanced back at the place earlier. "He's looking at us now!"

"You want me to catch him?" ask Zach.

Agnese nodded. "The wicked must be arrested so as not to harm."

Agnese tried to stand up. However, the pain was again felt in the legs and waist so he sat back down. He cursed himself who was wounded. But he did not feel it too much on the way to the lake. Why in a situation like this can't he do anything?

"Can you be as natural as Dennis says? Don't let him realize it."

Just wanting to answer, the person who had been watching them ran away. Agnese who saw the incident immediately screeched.

"He's running!"

Zach's eyes followed where the man was running. He saw her riding a motorbike. Without wanting to miss the opportunity, the man's eyes immediately narrowed to clearly see something that could be used as a clue. After which, he grinned and kept the fine license plate the stalker used.

Zach again carried Agnese ala bridal style to the car because the situation was not good to stay there. "Come on!"