Hansa & Geeta
Chapter XXI

BRACKET! BRACKET! BRACKET! BRACKET!

“HANSA!!”

BRACKET! BRACKET! BRACKET!

I groan. Who was the one who met so impolitely this early in the morning?

“HANSA! HANNAH!! HANSA!!”

I got off the bed with my eyes closed. I think I slept too late last night.

“Iya..” I replied. My throat is so dry.

I went down the stairs with a shunt. Even barely slipped.

As soon as I opened the front door, I found Aunt with a breath of breath.

“A-What's up?” I asked to panic.

My consciousness was filled to the fullest. The drowsiness that was still dominating my body evaporated into the air.

“Hansa! Why was he called from earlier ga nyaut his!” aunt Protest.

He then held onto both of my arms, examining my body from head to toe. As if afraid someone might get hurt.

“What's up? Why is Aunt panicking like this?”

After making sure I was okay, Auntie then looked me right in the eye. I can't guess his thoughts and feelings.

Everything's jumbled up. Scared, agitated, angry.

“Hansa. Haven't you heard the news this morning?”

I'm shaking. Of course not yet. I just woke up because of Auntie.

Before explaining, Aunt sighed harshly.

“This morning, circulating news of missing child.”

I'm appalled. Missing child?

“Witness said, he last saw the boy playing in the swamp late in the afternoon.”

I thought hard, trying to digest Auntie's words.

“Kalo is so why Aunt even worried about me?” many wonder.

Aunt sighed again. “This house is near the swamp. Aunt worried you why-why.”

Swamp?...

Aunt's answer was enough to make me understand the current situation.

But I want to make sure.

“What does this swamp, house, and kidnapping have to do?”

Aunt clucking. “You don't understand yet? Didn't we ever talk about this?!”

Auntie's screeching surprised me a bit. He massaged his temple for a while, then continued.

“Hansa, people suspect Diwa. Therefore Aunt is worried about you, Aunt is worried that Diwa also came to this house and hurt you.”

This time Auntie is ruffled by the waist. His eyes implied fear as well as worry.

“What else do you live by yourself. What if something happens?”

I'm sighing. Mengulum smile. But behind that smile, there were a thousand questions that haunted my head.

My guess is correct. Diwas.

“Thank you, but I'm fine aja.”

I'm down. Indeed the rumor I heard, Diwa likes to kidnap children or anyone who approaches the swamp.

My forehead frowned. Seeing Diwa who can turn into a beautiful girl has blinded me.

I forgot there were such horrible rumors. What if I was the target from the beginning? But I'm instead—

Nyony

“Ah!”

Suddenly my head was hit by a big rock.

“Hansa! Wh why? What's up?!”

Aunty held my body so as not to fall. His voice sounded much more panicked than before.

I leaned my back against the wall. Wh why? I don't know why either. My head suddenly hurt.

“Hansa. Don't make Auntie afraid dong!”

This pain, I've never felt such excruciating pain in my entire life.

I whimper. Holding my head tight. I really want to hit this head against a rock.

Amidst the pain, there appeared a shadow of the beautiful girl with moss green hair smiling in my head.

“Ha~ngi!”

The more this headache, the more real the shadow becomes.

“Ha~ngi~”

It was like seeing a re-recording of my memory. Feels very.

“Hangi, aang!!!”

The girl held out both hands. As if I wanted to cupped my face.

My head is getting sick. Until it breaks. What...all I clash?

Not strong anymore, I sharpened my eyes. Pushing Auntie away.

Bugh!

The last thing I can hear is Auntie's screech.

...…...

“Hannie! Han~nie~!”

Grandma called my name from the backyard.

I who was practicing the piano with Uncle immediately turned my head quickly.

“Ya?” sahutku.

From behind that big glass door, Grandma smiled widely. His hand hinted me to approach him.

Uncle immediately glared at me. “Hei! Don't try to run away again,” he snapped.

I sneered.

“This is the third time you tried to escape. I'm not gonna let you go again.” Uncle folded his arms in front of his chest.

“Remember. Who was the first to learn piano? Huh uh?! Who?!”

I'm pouting. Looking back at Grandma's Grand Piano half-heartedly.

“I...” I replied weakly. I've never seen a piano like this.

“You've been seven years. Grown up a little, at least you have to finish what you started,” Uncle scolded.

“She's only seven years old. You asked her to be an adult?” my dad was reading the newspaper on the couch.

Uncle scolded. “Not so...”

Not hearing Uncle's scolding too much, I stole a glance out the window. Wanna see Grandma again.

Asking for help.

But Uncle blocked my vision and gave me a cue to continue the game.

“Ayo, come. Ready!”

I grunt. Fortunately, my uncle wanted to be a doctor. If he was a teacher, he might not have any students at all.

“One, Two, Three!”

My little fingers are back dancing on the piano keys. Following the knock that Uncle gave.

Beautiful melodies came back from the big antique objects my grandmother loved.

Mother who was watering plants seemed to dance small to the rhythm.

I smiled thinly. Seeing people enjoying this game, made me even more excited.

Eli who was walking towards the top floor stopped his steps.

The father, who was reading the newspaper, moved his head slowly.

My fingers are getting better. It was as if it was moving on its own, without command.

Uncle stopped knocking, letting me remember for myself. He's sitting on the side of the table. Come enjoy my game.

I continued without any mistakes. There was nothing to say but the piano.

Get in the middle…

Suddenly the house phone rings. Interrupting my game that almost reached its peak.

My fingers miss, and my reflex play stops.

“Aaahh,” cheer all including me.

“Yang really! Who would dare to call in such a sacred moment!” grumbling Uncle while picking up the phone.

“Halo?” that blond guy.

We all looked at him. Want to know who's the troublemaker who dares to disturb my game.

Uncle held up his index finger. Asking us to keep quiet.

I raised both eyebrows. Wh who?

“Oh, yes. Doesn't matter. You didn't forget to walk here, did you?”

Uncle listened carefully. Occasionally nod in response to his interlocutor at the other end.

“Hm. I'm sure he's very happy. You haven't seen each other in a long time, have you?”

This time Uncle looked at me with his annoying grin.

I squinted my eyes. Who the hell?

“E’hem, yes. alright. Bye then. Oh—wait! Don't forget to bring my favorite food.”

Uncle laughed a little. “Ya. Dah~”

Call ended. We all stared at him intensely. While Uncle instead looks relaxed, then grinned.

“Nungguin yes..?” his joke with a shitty tone.

We all sighed lazily. Never mind, what we expect from ‘branches-’ blondes sucks like it.

Dad clicked and threw the book carelessly. “Eii, that's right! You pranking us?!” his hiss while curling the sister.

“Iya! Yes, sorry! Eeugh!!! Lephas! Lefas!!!” Uncle pleaded as he patted Dad's hand with a gasp of breath.

“Meek to cheque! Later custom.” Mother sniffed from a distance.

“Terus well!! Teruss!!!!” I'm pumping.

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