She'd slept almost whole day and woke up just at twilight.

"George...I want to eat...porridge." She whispered.

" Yes, this seems to be a great news, but this bowl's not fresh anymore, I'll cook for another one. You wait here."

But her resistance plumbed him. "No...don't leave." She's teary eyed and held his camiso and pulled him back.

" Don't worry, sure. We'll have it. Albrecht! Albrecht!"George called out.

In a second Albrecht arrived and blankly stood up - asking.

"Please make us some porridge, your bestfriend is asking."

" I see, sure. Good that the ugly girl had risen." Then he smiled.

When Albrecht left, George sat down because she still grasped his camiso and her hand ascended to his hand and put it on her forehead. Then there was silence.

"It hurts...George, my breathing is limited. Don't leave me." She was still teary eyed.

" You have some meds to drink after meal. I'll give you another shot of antibiotic too and sorry Mag, I wasn't around when it happened. It hurts me seeing you suffer this way.

She touched his head and sobbed.

" Yes, no worries. Sorry that I also shouted this morning. I was so upset when you were so doubtful when I said I closed my eyes and see nothing. But I understand."

" I'm sorry too. I won't do that anymore...if it upsets you. I'm just trying...to protect myself."

" Shh...yeah, I got it, shh...let's wait for Albrecht, just relax." He pressed her hand and put it on his face.

"This beautiful hand slapped me this morning so hard and I was kinda blown outside." He naughtily smiled on her.

She silently chuckled and pinched his ear a bit. " The wound is very painful, its biting inside."

" Yeah, I know. The anesthesia we gave you last night wasn't enough."

"We?" who? you're not alone in operating my wound? who were with you?"

"Amado and Albrecht. It wasn't just an easy wound, its wider, so we need to team up in the procedure."

"Hmm..." She sighed and had a deep breath.

Albrecht quickly got back and gave the bowl of porridge to George. When Albrecht left he fed her with porridge and he tasted first the juice given by Amado before he gave it to her.

" Just tell him I drink it...but please get me the same leaves mixed with lemon...and you personally process it for me. Albrecht knew how to make it I guess. Hmm...just boil and when its lightly warm, that's the time you pour the extracted lemon juice, for a mug, just extract 3-4 lemons, the iron will be produced by it already." She smiled.

" Science tells it otherwise." He grinned.

"Shh...its a roar of cannon elsewhere." George paused for a while. Its just once but he was positive that its never in Tikaban area, its too far.