Guess The Ghosts

Guess The Ghosts
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Vivie took a quick step towards Zaidan. The incident went very fast, Zaidan stared with wide eyes. When he got in front of Zaidan, the woman immediately gave an unsaved attack.


"E-eh, Mother!!" his his hiss endured the pain as his mother's hand reached out to his ear.


"What happened to you? Why don't you go straight home?" Not only in the ears, another attack landed on Zaidan's delicate cheek. The young man could not say a word because he endured the pain in both places.


"Isn't the current Mother a little exaggerated?" it membenak.


This scene of mother and child interaction is common for Kesti as a homeowner. So, he didn't take it seriously. But still seeing his whining grandson made him feel powerless.


"Ienne, let go" she unknowingly mentioned Vivie's nickname when the woman was a child.


Vivie and Kesti sat together with Zaidan and faced each other making a shape like a triangle. While Zaidan himself was rubbing his cheeks slowly and staring with insight. He tried to read the direction of the conversation, but ultimately did not produce anything. But it seems like this is about Nina, again.


Zaidan, who wanted to listen carefully to what the two women were going to say, tried to remain silent. Then Vivie confidently said, "Why did Zidan decide everything by himself?"


'alone?' Zaidan.


"What does Mother mean? It's about the ghost mistress, 'Is it?"


Vivie sighed in annoyance.


"Don't mention the call, Zidan already gave the creature another call, right? I want to talk about this too! What's on your mind, exactly?" he scrunched his eyebrows.


Vivie raised her tone, not giving Zaidan the courage to say whatever was in her head. When there is one person who is carried away then there is also the opposite, which is to be someone who is calm. As soon as the cup held by Kesti was placed, there was the graceful voice of the woman who immediately became the center of attention.


"Tell your mother why you didn't tell her that. Remember, don't you dare lie to your mother. After the matter was over, there was something Moma wanted to love you for" Seriousness filled his entire face.


What kind of thing would you like to give him? Zaidan was curious about that. But not wanting to take a headache, he first apologized to his mother so 'even his grandmother because he really felt guilty for making his own decisions. And it proved that he was confused to achieve the goal.


"Mother, Moma... I'm sorry I didn't tell you that. Zaidan honestly, there is no intention to forget your words. At that time I just wanted to try to give you a nickname that only I mentioned, because I wasn't confident if you guys were going to take it seriously... I completely admit my mistake, I won't repeat it."


Instantly he bowed. Zaidan rarely makes mistakes, but every single mistake he makes has a big impact. He had expected that giving someone something would have consequences, so he was wary. Just because of his feeling of pleasure with what he just got, he became excited and forgot for a moment about how his family would react.


Just by thinking about it, Zaidan's heart was beating painfully. He touched her with mixed feelings.


"Then what's her name?"


Vivie's voice spread finely to Zaidan's ears. Unlike what Zaidan had imagined, Vivie sounded very relaxed.


Feeling strange, he lifted his chin and saw his flat, round expression. There was not a single 'frown on his forehead and it made him relieved.


"..." he compared Vivie's and Kesti's reactions. Both of them wore expressions that Zaidan could hardly understand.


"She didn't know her real name so I gave her the nickname 'Nina'..."


"Hm. Nina, huh?" vivie made sure.


Zaidan's silence made Vivie speak again. He asked what Zaidan was doing in the field with Nina after school, and of course Vivie knew that from Kesti who had told him in the room during Zaidan's bath.


Then after speaking at length, there were some points that caught the attention of the two women. First the attitude of Nina, the second the ghost of the little boy, and lastly Spell. They looked at each other because they knew who the child was. Instead of thinking about other problems, Zaidan prioritizes the problem of Nina who is his responsibility.


"Did that all happen in the last few days after meeting Nina, Zidan?" ask Kesti with worry.


"Yes. On second thought, no one could sense Nina's presence except me, Mother, Moma, and the girls... Oh yeah, also the 'it' guy'!"


"But after the underclassmen were expelled, no one knew even though Nina was in the cafeteria back then with me."


Although it feels like Zaidan has told everything, but there are some things that are missed because, he started from an incident where he helped an unconscious under the back tree of the school. So the story was previously missed. Although many parts that he did not have time to say, but all that is enough to understand Vivie and Kesti.


Seen from throughout the story where the two women did not interrupt Zaidan once.


"Then how did Zaidan respond to the boy? Zaidan knew he had bad intentions if he suddenly approached Zaidan like that?" Vivie grabbed Zaidan's fingers and kept them in her hands.


"Yes... Zaidan was actually not interested in that," he smiled. "Mother has also said that Zaidan does not need to interfere in the personal matters of others, with which Zaidan will be fine."


"Right, like that. Never get in touch with your schoolmates, they are not all that close to our families" Vivie said with a sweet smile formed by her lips.


When Vivie and Zaidan expressed their feelings to each other, Kesti immediately took the opportunity to give something to her only granddaughter like what she had said. Something wrapped in a dark red cloth came out of his cardigan pocket. Kesti then handed the object to Zaidan.


Zaidan's hand was immediately moved and picked up the cloth package.


"What is this, Moma?" he asked because he refused to open it.


"Just open it first" Kesti said as he lifted his teacup.


...


The more the cloth is opened, the clearer the shape of the object inside. Zaidan looked confused. He wondered, what is that? During his life, he never saw anything like a wand with a beautiful pattern like the one he now sees. Zaidan sangking herannya did not want to hold the object.


"Zidan knows what it is?"


Hearing her Mom's question, Zaidan shook his head.


"Is this a kitchen knife?" Although his lips said so, but in his mind he dodged. He had never talked to kitchen utensils since childhood, but he knew how the knife should look. And the handle did not resemble a knife at all.


"Hey, that's right! Has Zaidan not seen Mommy cooking all this time?" Vivie nagged as if to emphasize that Zaidan's answer was ridiculous.


"Good, good, Mother. So what exactly is this thing?" Zaidan. Though 1 minute ago the mother looked sweet and loving, but in an instant the woman immediately changed attitude.


Again, without raising his tone in the least, Kesti explained it along with how he could get it.


"The common name is Keris. But since this was Moma's property so, the name he was currently using was Capenti. This includes relics from someone who has been gone for a long time, at that time Moma was very young and this item was given to Moma on the grounds that Moma could avoid the attacks of figures that could not be seen by ordinary humans"


"But by then Moma was already very strong. In those days, seeing their strange figure was no longer scary, and therefore this item was only a deposit that had a little past history."