"Why? Is there a murderer? Uncle save me!" said the girl, holding Aska's left hand which was covered in blood.
An idea crossed
"Ok I will save you!" Aska said with his trademark smirk.
The girl smiled, then was carried by Aska. They leave zoya's house.
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Aska drives a car at a speed of 80 km per hour. it wasn't tight for Aska it's just that at this time there was a little girl next to him.
The girl is still silent, since from zoya's house.
"Your name?" Aska asked without taking her eyes off the street.
"Uncle said what?" the girl blinked at Aska.
"Your name, how should I address you?" Aska repeated her question. Aska's heart growled in annoyance, never in his life had he repeated such a trivial question.
"Zara, my name is Zara Emerelda!" replied Zara smiling. Then his eyes went down to Aska's left hand which was pressing pornesling.
