Jihan's gaze was still on Leyman's face, and the girl hoped that the man wouldn't hurt her. Or, that's how it should be.
And then, slowly, Leyman let go of the girl's hand.
"You, Jihan?" asked Leyman, and he laid his head.
Jihan nodded even though she stammered a little. "Can, can I continue cleaning your wound?"
Leyman still felt had a dream that he could see such a beautiful face in this wilderness of nowhere.
"Just to you know," said Leyman. "I am not a soldier, but I am a commander."
"F—forgive me," Jihan lowered her face.
And after that, with a little hesitation, Jihan cleaned the wound on Leyman's left chest.
While cleaning the wounds on Leyman's body, Jihan did not speak to the man at all. Likewise with Leyman himself. The man was so focused on the girl's face, that he was stunned because he admired Jihan's beauty so much.
And when Jihan had to clean the wound around the man's waist and right thigh, the 16-year-old girl stuttered because the man's genitals seemed to be reacting to her touches.
Leyman realized this. Yes, he did have an erection, but he couldn't help it. Not only because of the touch on his waist and thighs but more to the beauty of the girl herself.
Also, the girl's clothes were only one long cloth wrapped around her body. From under the armpits, covering half of the breasts that have grown, to the part just above the knee.
The girl had clean, fair skin. And Leyman, couldn't help the thoughts that were playing madly in his head against the girl.
Feeling embarrassed and not knowing what to say, Jihan then turned around like she was about to leave the room.
But quickly, Leyman caught the girl's hand.
"C—can you let me go, please?" Jihan asked without daring to look back.
Leyman smirked. "My wounds have not received good treatment, yet. Continue your work."
"B-but…"
"If you want to help someone, don't behalf. Must be finished!" said Leyman, suppressing his voice so the old woman in the foyer wouldn't hear them.
However, it seemed that the girl was too scared or maybe too embarrassed by the condition of Leyman's hardened genitals.
Of course, even though Jihan had never seen a man's genitals so closely—not even at all—but her instincts as a girl growing up must have made the girl feel embarrassed with a very red face.
Although, along with the girl's shyness, there is also a great curiosity towards the opposite sex. But, of course, not in the current state.
Seeing the nervousness in the girl's silence, Leyman racked his brains. He was still holding the girl's hand.
"I'm asking you," Leyman said. "Is this still the territory of the Angholi Kingdom?"
Jihan nodded even though she looked nervous.
Leyman smirked. There it is, he thought. "So, you have to take care of the wounded soldiers of the Angholi Kingdom. What's more, I'm a commander. I might be able to ask the kingdom to reward you for your help to me, later. What do you think, Jihan?"
Slowly Jihan turned back to face Leyman, and slowly Leyman lay back down again.
Jihan felt sorry for saving the man. She was so innocent and ignored the words of the old woman who she called grandma. And now, she had to be in such an awkward situation, even to just for a gulp, Jihan found it so difficult.
Especially with what the guy just said. It's not a secret that commoners like Jihan and her grandmother always have to be able to provide their assistance to the royal people, including the royal soldiers themselves if they require help.
However, Jihan felt that Leyman's words were not just wanting to know the area where their hut was located. No. To Jihan, it sounded like a threat.
Yes, a threat. If Jihan didn't obey the man's orders, it was certain that she and her grandmother would be punished.
At least, that was what the innocent girl had in mind.
The problem was, the position of Leyman lying down was difficult for Jihan. The man's right side was near the woven bamboo wall. Of course, with that being the case, Jihan had to extend her hand further past Leyman's left side to be able to clean the wound on the right side. And that means, the position of the genitals that have been upright as if challenging the sky is right under Jihan's chest.
This is what makes the 16-year-old girl even more nervous. Just a little one wrong move, parts of her body will touch the man's genitals.
Leyman lay down with a smile on his face. Too many bad thoughts were now dancing merrily in his head. What's more, Leyman firmly believed that Jihan wasn't a Sudra. The old woman in the front room must have kidnapped Jihan from a young age.
Yes, it must be, Leyman thought.
And suppose Jihan is indeed a Sudra. Leyman saw nothing shameful here. At least, from the conversation between Jihan and the old woman earlier, Leyman knew one thing. This hut is deep in the middle of the forest. Far from other Angholi settlements.
Leyman felt that he just needed the right time to be able to enjoy the body of this beautiful girl. For now, he had to focus on his recovery first.
Meanwhile, Jihan who was cleaning the wounds on Leyman's body very carefully had finished cleaning the wounds.
Jihan reached for the smaller pottery container. A container containing various types of leaves and medicinal herbs that Jihan herself had previously crushed.
"I'm, I'm sorry," said Jihan with a face that kept looking down. "T-this, it might hurt a little."
"I see no problem," Leyman said with a smile. "Just do your job, and I'll be fine."
Then, with shaking hands, Jihan rubbed the crushed leaves onto the wound on Leyman's body.
It was a little painful for Leyman. The man frowned as Jihan covered the wound on his shoulder with the medicinal herbs. Then the wound on his chest, a little on the stomach, on the waist, and right thigh.
Again, Jihan moved her hand carefully so she didn't touch the man's genitals.
And after that, Jihan put down the container and grabbed the bamboo cup filled with medicinal liquid.
"P—please, drink…"
Leyman narrowed his eyes at the sight of the bamboo cup in Jihan's hand, then turned to the girl's face and returned to the cup.
TO BE CONTINUED ...