
“Grandfather, I'm coming for you!”
Only a few days later, Sylphy saw a picture that was like a painting. However, now he could already see the face of the painting directly.
Today the third generation of the Naumen family came to the Radeus Villa.
When Sylphy first saw the sculptured face, he could only remain silent without criticizing.
The days of Radeus and Sylphy were as usual.
However, there was sometimes also awkwardness between Radeus and Sylphy when they had to sit threesome with the third generation Naumen.
Dinner, dining room..
They were not two anymore, after three consecutive days they ate now three, another one was the successor of the third generation Naumen.
After they finished eating, they still sat at the table to eat some fruit.
“Sylphy, what do you think of my grandson, hmm?”
Mr. Naumen smiled as he pointed towards the third generation Naumen.
Sylphy was silent for a moment, she could only clench her hands which she had hidden on her thighs which were covered by the dining table and think hard.
Actually he wants to answer yes, your grandson is very handsome cake. But he is a hard man to be honest. In fact, he was very stingy in terms of praise.
“How, Sylphy?” because there was no answer Radeus asked again, but now it is still the same. Only, now Sylphy's face flushed like a tomato. Radeus who realized that immediately smirked. “Hmm.. alright, I think this question is very heavy for you.” Radeus ate the fruit.
Sylphy and the third generation Naumen remained silent.
“You..”
Sylphy was somewhat surprised when some maids said that the third generation called out to him while he was lying in his room.
“You are not the real Janesiyu! I know you're a fake Janesiyu!” said the third generation successor of the Naumen family while looking at Sylphy with a very sharp gaze.
Sylphy felt tremendous pressure.
“Ap.. what do you mean?” Sylphy was still trying to maintain her smile.
“You think I can you just be stupid, huh?!” The man immediately grabbed the monkey Sylphy's shirt. “Damn you! how dare you fool an old man!! don't you have a conscience! how dare you brag about Janesiyu's grandmother!!”
Sylphy jerks. However, in that very second he immediately grinned and brushed off the man's arm violently. “Yahh.. I am indeed not Janesiyu-”
“Sial! it turns out to be true my guess!!”
“But what I told you is all true! the story of Janesiyu's grandmother! I'm not bragging about this one.”
“...”
They're silent for a moment. The man did not open his voice again and without permission he immediately left Sylphy alone in the courtyard while he entered the Villa.
Sylphy could only look at his back in silence. “I have a conscience you know.?” sylphy Mumbles.
A few days passed. Radeus and Sylphy's relationship went on as usual. However, some days Sylphy feels misgivings when the third generation successor Naumen continues to try to reveal his true identity.
“Hei, imposter woman.”
Sylphy turned his head, his eyes shining in annoyance trying to hide the turbulent anger in his crown.
“Stop calling me a con woman do I look like that in your eyes?!” sylphy was upset.
“Binggo, you're right!”
“Ha?”
“What.do you mean by 'Ha?'. Of course you are indeed a deceitful woman because you have cheated my elderly grandfather~”
“...”
“Why? did I say wrong?”
Sylphy sniffed cynically, he ruffled his front bangs in frustration. “Yeahh what can make~ you right young master.”
Sylphy lowered her hand from above her head. He immediately lifted his leg and immediately left the man.
“Oh wait!”
“What's up?”
Sylphy sighed. “I S-” her speech stopped, she immediately closed her mouth.
“S.?”
“Siyu! i'm Janesiyu!”
The man narrowed his eyes. “You lied, you told me you weren't Janesiyu, why can you still say your name is Janesiyu?”
Sylphy was silent for a moment. However, in the next second he stepped away leaving the man. “Call me janesiyu.”
Next day..
Every time Sylphy met the third generation successor Naumen, he was always made tense because the man kept asking his real name.
“Fraud woman, what is your real name?!”
“That's not at all important.”
“That's important!” firmly answer. However, there was not the slightest meaningful response from Sylphy. “Haahhh.” Frustrated, the man breathed. “How about we acquaintance? I'm Philips, Philips Ken Naumen.” the man introduced himself while extending his hand to shake with Sylphy.
However, Sylphy instead avoided it. “Oh.”
“What do you mean 'oh'?! what's your name?!”
“I forgot.” replied Sylphy. He turned his body and was about to leave immediately. However, Philips instead pulled his wrist so that he could not continue his steps. “What's up?”
“Your name?!”
Sylphy didn't answer anymore.
...***...
Their days go on like that. Stubborn Sylphy won't tell me his name. In fact, Reygah banned it. And Philips just kept pestering him with the same questions. Their story continued throughout the summer.
Today it was very hot, the sun felt only a few feet away from the top of the head.
“Haahhh... really summer!” muttered Philips while massaging his shoulders and walking through the Villa.
As Philips was about to head towards the main door, his eyes involuntarily looked towards the music room that was near the side door.
“Eh.. impostor woman?”
Somehow, but there really is Sylphy who is holding a piano.
Because Philips was curious, he immediately approached the music room. “Ekhem.”
Sylphy turned his head. He was shocked to see Philips standing at the door. “A-Ahh.”
“Ngapain is here?”
Sylphy looked at the piano. “I only saw this because I was quite curious about his voice.”
“You can play piano?”
Sylphy shook his head. “No, because no one taught.”
Philips grinning. “Ohh~”
Philips immediately moved his foot toward Sylphy. When he got there, he sat down on the piano.
“Sit here.” Philips said as he patted the part of the chair next to him.
Sylphy raised her eyebrows, feeling confused and anxious.
“That's right here, don't think weird!”
“Good.”
Sylphy followed what Philips said. He sat next to Philips without saying anything.
“I'll play the piano, you can listen to it, I happen to also join.”
After saying that, without hesitation with a smile Philips raised his hand and placed his fingers between the piano keyboards.
After Philips pressed several parts of the keyboard while immersing it, Philips was finally able to create a rhythm that succeeded in making Sylphy feel amazed.