"Are you all right?" someone asked. A voice that was familiar, and not very recognizable by Asya.
Asya did not immediately answer someone's question. He preferred to frown while massaging his temples, Asya hissed, his head spinning even more, the more he felt that his body's energy was being eroded away. It made Asya's body collapse and slump. Asya couldn't hold her body.
Someone was also sitting on the sidewalk. "Hey, what are you doing? Please hold on! I'll take me to the health center," he said.
Asya shook her head slowly. "Don't...." Asya forbade. The girl then blinked her bead several times. His vision was still spinning, though it was gradually fading away. He glanced to the side, where the person was. Asya's eyes widened when she realized that it was Crish who was currently asking her how she was.
"You're Asyara, right? Are you okay?" Crish asked a second time, just to be sure.
Asia took a deep breath. He nodded slowly. "I'm fine. Just... my body suddenly dropped. I don't know the cause," answered Asya honestly.
Crish led Asya to stand up, then guided Asya's steps to sit on one of the wooden chairs that was quite long in size, don't forget that the chair was also under a shady tree. So that neither the hot sun nor the pouring rain will be felt for anyone who takes shelter under it.
After Asya sat down, the girl didn't have time to be nervous around Crish, the dizziness in her head dominated Asya's attention. As a result, the girl just massaged her temples, repeatedly.
"Here," Crish offered suddenly. The man held out a bottle of mineral water in front of Asya. Made Asya stare at the water for a few seconds. "Water can neutralize your dizziness," continued Crish. The man turned the bottle cap and gave it to Asya.
Asya accepted it, quite hesitantly. But in the end the girl drank it too. Cris is very good. Even though Asya didn't ask for anything, the man even helped open the bottle cap. Hhhhh, Asya thought Crish wouldn't be this good.
"Thank you," said Asya, wiping her lips which were wet with water. "Sorry for bothering you," the girl continued, looking down slightly.
"Are you okay?" asked Crish who was immediately nodded by Asya. "I'm grateful." Chris heaved a sigh of relief. "It seems, you are sick like before because you are still feeling the effects of yesterday's accident, huh? I'm sorry, for causing you harm," said Crish seriously.
"Huh? You... the one that got me into an accident?" Asya looked at Crish with raised eyebrows.
"Right. I bumped into you yesterday. But really I didn't mean to. I want to apologize to you. That's why I came to your school." Chris then smiled. "And I'm very happy to have the opportunity to meet you, Miss Asyara Hemalia," he continued.
"N-Miss?" Asia's face reddened. He looked at Chris in surprise. Is Crish really the son of a rich man? Why did the man look not awkward and not prestige when talking to him? Realizing his overreacting, Asya cleared her throat immediately. "Ekhm. It's okay. Thank you for helping me, Mr. Crish." Asia smiled a little.
Of course with a reason why Asya called 'Sir' to Crish. Because the man's appearance is very formal with the suit he is wearing, don't forget the tie and neatly styled hair. His handsome face and sharp nose made him a charming man like a prince to Asya. No, for all women of course.
"Mr. Crish doesn't have to bother coming here to apologize to me. But first, thank you very much," Asya continued smiling.
Crish returned the girl's smile. He looked at Asya thoughtfully, scrutinizing her face until she lowered her gaze. "Oh, yes. I want to ask, are you really Sean's girlfriend?" asked Crish to the point.
"Eh?" Asya raised her eyebrows. Oh, shit. This kind of question is the least liked by Asya. "Eum, we've broken up," replied Asya while looking away. Hahaha, look at Sean, because the man's words yesterday made Asya very reluctant to deal with that cold and cruel man.
Chris looked surprised. "Is that true?" It made him gasp as he thought. I don't know what Chris was thinking. The man looks very mysterious.
But to be honest, Asya didn't think that she would be able to talk to Crish this easily. Considering that Crish is the eldest son of the Alexander family, who will certainly be the heir to the company and hold the most inheritance compared to Sean. You could say, Crish was several levels above Sean, but Crish didn't look down on Asya in the slightest. Could it be because Crish doesn't know that Asya is the daughter of a maid who works at his house?
"Oh, yes. Mr. Crish, how do you know where my school is?" asked Asya changing the topic.
Cris didn't answer right away. The man prefers to lean his back on the chair while staring at the passing vehicles. He pondered for a few seconds, making Asya interested in seeing him. It can be seen clearly, a beautiful perfect sharp life created by God. The man's face was very handsome, his face was beautifully carved, making anyone fascinated when he was near him. Asia is no exception.
"Earlier, I came here to take care of some documents. At your school next week there will be a competition to celebrate the anniversaryx, right?" asked Crish glancing at Asya.
"How ... you know?" asked Asya surprised.
"I happened to be one of the organizers, I also went to school here. During high school, before finally studying abroad after graduating," said Crish, starting to tell the story.
"So, did you study here?" Asya was quite surprised, she didn't expect it. Crish immediately glanced up while raising an eyebrow, as if gesturing to Asya, how could Asya be surprised by his disclosure.
Asia grimaced. "My school is not an elite school. Even though it has many achievements and the entry selection is quite strict, the tuition and fees are not comparable to elite schools. I was just quite surprised to know that Mr. Crish, who was born in a wealthy family, chose my high school, ' said Asya, feeling embarrassed.
Chris smiled a little. "I don't care how much money is spent. And Asyara," Crish glanced at Asya, staring at the girl closely. "Even though I was born in a rich family, that's not a guarantee of human status. You say, your school isn't that expensive, but it contains lots of smart students and often excels. So don't judge anything by its cover, what looks not like the reality inside ." Crish ended his explanation with a serious look. The man finally sighed as he checked the watch wrapped around his hand.
"Looks like I have to go." Christ got up. Making Asya unconsciously get up too. Crish then glanced to the right, a white car was speeding towards them. "I'll go first. See you later, Asyara." Crish waved his hand while smiling friendly, and warm. Warmer than before.
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