Hansa & Geeta
Chapter XVI

I glared at the head of ‘Diwa’ that appeared behind the window. What's he doing?!

“So, Hansa. Whaddya think? Did Miss Sophie really keep Diwa?”

I was a little surprised. And it seems like Auntie is aware of my inefficiency.

“You tea dengerin Aunt ga anyway?” ask her with a high voice.

I forced a smile.

“Ah, yes dengerin. Dengerin.”

But Aunt's response was getting worse. Then I realized I shouldn't be smiling right now.

“You don't seem too surprised well.”

I think my sweat has been pouring out. The aunt then turned around slowly. His position, which had turned his back on Diwa, would now turn around.

I hurried to hold him.

“Ah! Auntie!” I held his right arm tightly.

Aunty looked at me in wonder. So too with Agni. I feel strange in my body.

“S-On Grandma... Has the gossip stopped?” tanyaku.

Anyway Aunty can't see Geeta! That's what my heart says.

Aunt then smiled thinly. “Entah,” answers. Then hold the chin.

“But you don't worry. He's a great doctor, and he's already grown a very good impression in the community.”.

I was silent for a moment. Aunt's changing way of speaking confused me. Do I have to trust him or not?

Is he trustworthy or not?

Does Grandma believe it?

Then I smiled, and grabbed my necklace. One sentence from Grandma I did not remember.

“Whatever it is, as long as he does not intend to hurt then it does not matter.”

I lifted my eyes and looked at the window. Diwa is gone. Not in the window anymore.

Aunt caught my eyes on the window. He turned around, and looked in the same direction.

As long as it doesn't hurt, it doesn't matter?

I looked at Auntie again. “Tante, any creature Diwa it. I'm sure Grandma won't stay away from him. Regardless of whether the gossip is true or not.”

My aunt looked at me deeply for a moment. Then put on a smile.

“Ih, you mah! Do not think about it. Later in the morning Aunt already diabetic.”

I laughed following him. I think I understand a little how Grandma and Aunt can be friends.

...…...

After breakfast, Aunt and Agni return home. I gave them a box of apples, which are still left.

“I can't promise, but next time I'll make an effort to eat at Auntie.”'s house

Aunt sneering. “Huu, look out for it again.”

“Self cook yes, sis!” tymphal Agni.

I'm holding back the laughter. “Iyaa.”

After escorting Auntie and Agni to the front of the gate, I rushed back to the backyard.

“You can go out,” I said in the middle of the page.

But the creature did not appear either. I frowned.

Where's she?

“Hei! I said you can come out, the guest is home!”

The creature didn't come out either.

Where is he hiding? Why suddenly disappear?

I let out a rough breath and ruffled my waist. After all, he's a strange creature that I don't know.

I broke my hair and turned around when suddenly a flash of my memory appeared.

“Berfriend alright with him.”

My steps stopped for a moment. I remember Grandma's words again.

“Ck, I can't remember when,” my hiss.

When and where did Grandma say that phrase? I don't remember, but, uh,

it seems to be related to Diwa.

I immediately turned around, staring at the clean swamp behind the stone wall that had been a barrier for so many years.

“Someday, Hannie. There will be no more boundaries between us.”

“Man, and they. We are the same, there is no difference.”

I bowed while pinching my head. I can't remember when, where, and how things were going. But I'm sure the ‘they’ Grandma meant was Diwa.

“Someday Hannie, you can definitely do it.”

I crouch. “Agh...” So hurt. My head was like it had been pierced by thousands of needles at the same time.

“Someday...”

My breaths.

“Definitely..”.

Cold sweat coats my skin.

“You can take him away together.”

Grandma, I don't understand. I can't remember. What the hell are you saying? What did you order?

I hit my head with all my might. I hope this pain disappears.

Because at the same time, my heart hurts too. Feels heavy. Without knowing the reason.

“Next secret, Hannie.”

I coughed. My chest's tight. The air around me is thinning.

“You, will know it soon.”

My sight fades. Next memory, why is it so painful?

Amidst the endless pain, a mossy green haired girl approached me from under the bushes.

He looks dirty. His arms and legs were covered in mud. I faintly saw his worried expression.

“Hangi...”.

He stood in front of me with a lotus flower. Shut up, do nothing.

With a sigh, I looked up to see him. Yes, I remember now.

Lotus flower.

In the second meeting first, you also brought a lotus flower. Fifteen years ago, one month after our first meeting.

Geeta, you gave me that flower.

...…...

Uncle plays his fingers with confidence. All eyes are on him.

So do I. Seeing my uncle play the piano is my new hobby now.

I admit, he looks really cool when playing an instrument. Yes, as long as you know, Uncle is also good at playing guitar, violin, trumpet, even traditional musical instruments, angklung and flute!

My grandmother said, My Uncle aspired to be a musician. But, I don't know since High School his interest changed drastically.

Uncle played the final melody with great vigor. Everyone applauded.

Uncle stood up from the chair and bowed. Greetings, and thanks to the audience.

Tonight, we –me, Dad, Mother, Grandma, and Uncle-go to the restaurant belonging to Grandpa's old friend. They went to the same university abroad.

“Very, very nice, Ren!” said the old man who claimed to be Grandpa's friend.

She's older than Grandma, but doesn't look that old. He's still very healthy. While Grandma's been told to get plenty of rest by Dad.

Are you overreacting?

“Thank you. You look great tonight, sir,” reply Uncle.

He returned to the table after playing five songs. The last game was not enough for the visitors.

Grandpa's friend laughed and patted Uncle's back hard. “AHAHAHAHA. You're the same as your father when it comes to praising ya!”

Uncle grimaced a little. Withstanding pain. Even so, he still smiled.

People around said, Uncle is the child who most closely resembles Grandma. The other two looked like Grandpa.

Until someone told me she was a photo copy of Grandma.

Light gray eyes, striking yellow hair, glowing white skin. He was very famous in his school environment.

But his nature is similar to Grandpa, he said. While my Father and Aunt are similar in nature to Grandma.

Weirdo? Yeah, I also think Uncle has been weird since he was born. Neither physical nor physical.

Grandpa's friend is looking at me. She smiles.

“Oh yes, I haven't spoken to you yet huh, Young Master.”

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