FAKE LOVER
Grandma's House

" Mr...." Zio seemed to grab Grandma's body and hugged her tightly, with his left arm still tightly held by Mayra behind him.

Grandma seemed to cry haru, could meet the granddaughter who had been full did not visit this.

Mayra was more and more dazed, if they were in another world how to go back, and why Zio seemed to know Grandma so well, he thought.

Until Grandmother ended the embrace of her beloved grandchildren and led them into the house, Grandmother even had time to give a meaningful blink that leads to Mayra but Zio immediately turned away. Reluctant to answer, making Grandma show her happy look. It turns out that the granddaughter wasn't traumatized to all the women she thought with a feeling of relief." Do you want to shower or eat first ?" ask Grandma later.

Both Mayra beads seem to be busy sweeping the entire room that looks so classic. He still thinks he is in another world.

Zio looks to turn to Mayra, "Bath or eat ?" Mayra looked surprised. " Huh ?! what ?!" he will not be told to bathe in blood or eat his inner pox with a look of horror. Hiii

" Why ?" seeing the surprised look of Mayra is very unnatural.

" Zio we need to talk," by pulling Zio into one corner of the room until it's invisible to Grandma's eyes.

" What's up ?"

" Where the hell is this ?"

" Mrma's House."

" Whose grandmother ? attachments ?"

Making Zio chuckle for a moment, "My grandmother Mayra, you're why you're so tense."

" Your grandmother ? which really ? time anyway ? was that your grandmother ? i thought...."

We're stranded in another world. Issh... It's ridiculous that May ... Mayra's mind with a flickering hand and a crisp smile realized her childish thoughts.

" c. hmm .. Think what ?"

" Ehe.. It's nothing, I want to take a shower first." then take off Zio's hand and run over to Grandma.

Zio seems to raise the hand that feels still warm by the hand of Mayra, looking at him in disbelief because it was taken off just like that, Hahh ?!

Mayra was cleaning up, Zio seemed to be sitting with Grandma in the living room, "Who is he ?

" My future wife, Grandma."

" Wife candidate ? and even you just told Grandma now ? what if it wasn't for being chased by thugs you wouldn't have told Grandma either ?" The cross-sectional question that Zio hates, but now somehow feels ordinary maybe because they are used to hearing various Mayra rants.

" I'm tired of Nek." as usual, he'll run away if he gets a question from Grandma.

" Basic boy that. It never changes." Grandma shook her head slowly at Zio's departure.

Zio looked up at his room. The room he had in place twenty years ago was still neatly arranged, nothing even changed or shifted in the slightest.

Mayra appears to have finished her bath, coming out in piayama from Grandma with a towel draped over her head covering her wet hair, He seemed shocked to see the figure of Zio standing in front of the actual bathroom looking at his childhood photo attached beautifully to the wall.

" Zio you got me ?!" with arms crossed at the chest, staring alertly.

" no. Why take a shower here ? this is my room."

" Huh ? rich gini your room ?" look at the room in classic style exactly like in the living room on the first floor.

" All this, indeed designed by the late Grandpa." as if answering Mayra's unspoken question.

Then pull the towel that was draped over Mayra's head, "Heiii !" made the owner squeal for a moment. " I'm going to take a shower" she replied casually and then closed the bathroom door.

" Basir mannequin bumelin !"

" I heard. Apparently I have to give a strict punishment so you don't talk carelessly." her voice echoed behind the bathroom door.

" Aren't you afraid ?!" ledek Mayra, and he also passed to the dining room that had a dish with the aroma of cradling worms in his stomach.

" Wahh .. Her scent.. It must be delicious." he said after approaching the dining table, seeing Grandma who was busy arranging the dishes as well as the spoon. Seemed very enthusiastic about the arrival of the grandson even in the middle of the night blind.

" Thank you, Grandma, so take some nicotine."

" No.." smiled sincerely by gently stroking Mayra's back.

" Let's eat."

" Aren't you waiting for Zio ?" by moving the finger leads to Zio's room and the food alternates.

Grandma seemed to be more clearly reviewing the smile, Zio had found the right companion she thought, "It's okay, eat ..."

" a ... Granny knows, she likes it so much Nek hard to eat." then showed a row of teeth ratanya, and immediately took the fried rice that looks so appetizing. He seemed to be eating voraciously, forgetting all the fears he had experienced in the forest. Making Grandma get carried away, to look occasionally laugh with Mayra babble.

" Ohh.. Yes, Grandpa who were you ? ko dressnya rich people mo play colossal drama aja si ?"

" Ooh .. Mang By ?"

" Huh ? but earlier did not bring odading deh kaya Nek." lead Mayra with his cengo face.

" What is that ?"

" That's odading mang by Grandma when she doesn't know sii ?"

Grandma showed her confused look, actually what in the words of Mayra this. He who every day only read books and watched the workers beside the house did not know about the conditions of the outside world, did close himself more precisely.

Grandma's roar instantly made Mayra realize that she was now in a remote place in the middle of the forest, "Hehe... Who is Nek Mang By ?" grimacing, trying to melt the tense atmosphere that hit between him and Grandma.

" Ohh... He's the housekeeper and the garden boy.."

Blame it May ! sotoy mulu. With a beautiful smile on Grandma.

***

' How are you doing, sir ?'

" I'm fine."

' The guards are on their way, sir.'

" Hm."

' And as you may have guessed, this is the deed of Aldo Tuan.'

" Then ?"

' There was a big businessman protecting her. I'm in the process of figuring out their relationship, sir.'

Zio frowned and sharpened his eyes, "Who ?"

' Samuel Pratama.'

" Find out in detail, no gaps."

' Good Sir.'

Tut's..Tuttts..Tutt

Zio still seemed to be clashing with all sorts of thoughts that crossed his head. Big businessman, Samuel Pratama ? What is the relationship between the two. Is this also a form of Aldo's scheming, influencing a great businessman to snatch Mayra from him ? Cih ! don't expect !

Until his daydream was stopped by Mayra's loud voice behind the door, which called for him to eat immediately so as not to get sick. Sick because you don't eat ? so ridiculous.

Because the pain is when coming into contact with women, or the time before bed arrives. He even forgot what the pain of not eating was like. Because in his life only filled with all the routine density schedule that has been arranged in such a way by the competent assistant who was new on his phone just now.

But he kept hurrying, before the loud noise outside increased in volume until it became the roar of a monstrous monster.

He got confused himself, actually who should be called a monster here.