"That's right. You should thank me! I've been nursing you for two days!"
Anton was flustered to know that he's been out for two days.
While he looked at her silhouette and observed her, he familiarized her figure and stature.
Marites seems to be in her mid-30's, her clothes looks worn out and her hands seem to be used to doing hard labor.
Also, the old worn out house seems to have a stench smell.
Like a combination of rust, alcohol, spoiled food as well as nasty smell of sweat.
However, it didn't matter for Anton since what matters was he survived.
What he needed now was to repay the kindness of the woman who had kindly taken and nursed him.
He frowned as he wanted to sit up but his body was full of bruises as well as tattered fabric that seems to have been used to support his injuries.
"Thank you for saving me…"
