"So, why did you brought me here?" I ask Khai while raising my eyebrows when we got to the field, right here under the mango tree. I don't have any idea why he brought me here.
He sits on the grass, placing his small shoulder bag on the grass, beside him.
So, he has no plan to answer my question? He was been ignoring questions, huh. Fine. I'm going to leave then.
"Jeez," I murmur and was about to walk away but he holds my hand.
"Where are you going? We just got here. Sit, beside me." He says, letting my hand go.
"Why did you brought me here?" I ask him again instead of sitting on the grass next to him.
"I'm going to put cream on my wounds." He says, makes my eyebrows lift. Seriously?
"You are going to treat your wounds?"
"Yeah," he answers and took his bag. He opens it and g
