One more turn of Indra's body, if only his clothes were not pulled and held in time by someone from behind, then Indra would have fallen into the lake.
"Mister, are you okay?" Asked a woman who had just helped Indra. Indra could not respond to his question because he was still weak from shock.
The woman swiftly straightened and rearranged Indra's wheelchair and helped Indra to sit there. She helped Indra clean the grass and soil that polluted Indra's body after rolling on the grass earlier.
"T-thank you, Miss!" Indra stuttered his thanks when he turned to the helper girl. His body stiffened for a moment as he stared at the woman's face.
"Yes, no problem, thank God you survived and-" The woman's words stopped when her eyes paid close attention to the face of the man she was helping.
