HELP INDRA, PLEASE!

Indra sat on the sofa with the help of the woman. Swiftly, the woman took off Indra's shoes and put Indra's feet on the table.

"What can I do for you? Oh, yes, in a moment I'll get you some water first. Where's your kitchen?" the woman asked while observing the condition of Indra's house, which she felt was very spacious when looked at from the inside.

"It's over there!" Indra pointed towards the kitchen. With a little run, the woman rushed to the kitchen.

"Indra, what are you doing? Why are your clothes so dirty and bloody like this?" Ellia immediately asked with a worried and panicked face. Who is not worried to see Indra in such a shabby, dirty, and bloody state.

Ellia reflexively touched Indra's bloody arm, she forgot that she couldn't do anything for Indra. Ellia could only cry and make Indra even more confused.