Special girl

After watching Big Ban for almost two hours, Crystal finally asked Reagan to go home. It was the biting pain in the heel of her foot that made Crystal unable to keep standing. Crystal forgot that she was currently wearing high heels that were so torturous, being a classy, ​​elegant woman really required a huge struggle.

"What, are you hungry again?" Reagan felt a little uncomfortable looking at Crystal who was constantly moving.

She shook her head. "N-no, I'm even really full right now. I don't want to eat anymore."

"If you're not hungry then why did you look so agitated earlier, what happened to you?"

Crystal bit her lower lip to hold back the pain caused by the sweat that soaked the wound on her leg.

"Hey, are you ok?" Reagan asked once again, seeing Crystal's pained expression made Reagan feel something was wrong with the girl sitting beside him.

Having never received an answer from Crystal, Reagan then took his car to a deserted roadside. Reagan suddenly lifted Crystal's face, which was bent down in pain. "What happened to you? Why are you just silent?"

"My leg hurts," Crystal said softly. "It looks like it's scuffed from wearing these shoes."

Reagan's immediately looked at Crystal's feet, but because they were currently in the car, Reagan couldn't see anything. With a little grunt, Reagan let go of his seat belt and rushed out of the car, in a short time Reagan was now kneeling beside Crystal who was still sitting in the car.

"It's this bad and you just realized?"

"Sorry."

"No, you don't need to apologize because it's my fault. I was careless and didn't think much, now let's go to the hospital then. I'm worried if.."

"No." Crystal immediately pulled her legs away from Reagan. "I don't want to go to the hospital, after all this is just an ordinary abrasion so we don't need to involve any medical personnel to treat this wound. I can take care of it myself."

"Oh really?" Reagan doubted Crystal's confession.

Crystal nodded quickly. "I've had worse abrasions than this when I slipped on the street in a snowfall."

Reagan was silent, once again he was rendered speechless hearing Crystal's confession.

"We'd better go home, it's already late. I don't want to worry Grandpa," Crystal added back.

"You're my wife, so no one will worry about you if you're out with me, including grandfather," Reagan said curtly.

"Eh.."

"But okay, let's go home, the sooner we go home, the quicker the wound on your leg will be taken care of," Reagan said again as he got up before finally walking to the other side of the car to sit back in his seat which was at the back of the car. next to Crystal's seat.

The metallic white car then returned to racing on the streets of London which never died, as the capital city of England, London is a very advanced metropolis. The city which is the center of a tourist destination for many foreign tourists who want to see first hand the palaces of the royal families which are still very well preserved today even though they are hundreds of years old. It's a masterpiece that is so extraordinary.

After fifteen minutes, Reagan's car finally stopped at the West family's courtyard, the large two-story house looked very warm when night fell. The many lights on the ground that highlight the walls of the house make the house look extraordinary, typical of the homes of British aristocratic families who still adhere to the rules issued by the Queen of England who has been in power since World War II began.

"Looks like a guest is coming," Reagan muttered under his breath.

Crystal, who was trying to unbuckle her seat belt, turned to Reagan. "Guest, whose guest?"

"I don't know."

"If you don't know then how do you know when a guest is coming?" Crystal asked, confused.

Reagan pointed at the servants who were busy tidying up the dining table. The house's dining table was near a large window that anyone who was in the yard could see because that was when Reagan could see what was going on in his house.

Crystal turned her face in the direction Reagan was pointing at. "The maids are busy…"

"Yes and it looks like the guests have gone home," Reagan said again, glancing at the clock on his left wrist. "Come on down, let's go through the west door. I'm too lazy to meet Uncle Austin and his chatty wife, they're sure to have a lot to say when they see we're only getting home this late."

Crystal nodded, she agreed with Raegan's words that invited her to enter the house through the west door. Since Reagan had already gotten out of the car, Crystal did the same. The girl carefully got out of Reagan's favorite car that had taken her to explore London tonight.

"Barefoot?"

Crystal grinned widely. "I don't want the blisters on my feet to get worse if I wear these shoes again, that's why I'm barefoot."

Reagan chuckled angrily, seeing Crystal's tiny feet barefoot like that irritated him. Reagan suddenly turned his body and started walking towards the west door leaving Crystal who followed him, limping away from the grass so as not to hit his wound which was still sore.

"What a troublesome girl," Reagan said to himself.

***

Even though the day has changed, Virgo still hasn't slept. Virgo still keeps thinking about Crystal, his great curiosity about Crystal makes Virgo unable to close his eyes at all. In nearly thirty-one years of her life, Virgo has never felt the anxiety he was feeling after meeting Crystal. There is a great attraction from Crystal that makes Virgo really want to know her more.

Because he really couldn't close his eyes, Virgo finally turned on his night light which had been turned off two hours ago. Using a pillow as a backrest, Virgo began to search for Crystal via his cell phone and one unexpected thing happened, as soon as Virgo pressed the search button for Crystal's name on the internet, hundreds of Crystal's names appeared neatly lined up on his cellphone.

"Damn it, I forgot." Virgo cursed his stupidity. "Why didn't I ask her full name too? Arggghhh stupid Virgo."

Annoyed that he didn't get what he wanted to find, Virgo decided to work, just like when he was in America, every time he couldn't sleep, Virgo would definitely busy himself with a laptop with piles of books ready to be absorbed.

"Who is the real you Crystal, why is your charm so strong?"

Continued