My Little Gwen's
Who's Gwen

"I'm sorry Miss Sheza, I thought you were someone I hadn't seen in years. Hm ... Miss better come in, the air here is not good for health, did Miss just recover" Zafier said flatly. What Zafier said was actually more precise as a command. Zafier stared at the netra hazel Sheza sharply and gently at the same time.

Zafier's expression really took Sheza by surprise. His mouth was almost gaping with the change in expression of this handsome man in front of him. That expression completely changed in just a split second, as if nothing had happened to the two of them. Sheza was amazed.

Sheza took a deep breath to stabilize her emotions, because at this moment it felt like she wanted to explode, rebuking the handsome man in front of her who had been acting presumptuous by hugging her. His face that had been flushed red with emotion was only silent dampening the anger.

He clenched his hands tightly, biting his lower lip hard. His net glanced sharply at Zafier, as if he was about to swallow him alive, with his teeth gritted.

While Zafier just looked at him indifferently. Zafier, who appeared with an arm part of his shirt rolled up to the elbow border, revealing a vein stroke on his athletic arm, with his hands in his pants pocket, appeared relaxed without guilt. It really pissed Sheza half to death.

He is not in a good mood to respond to new events in his nature or respond to the words of Zafier, although he admits the aura of the handsome man is quite intimidating, he said, he had no choice but to follow the man's words.

Sheza seemed obedient to get up from the swing, then walked quickly towards her room without excuse and without looking back at all. Even with a face full of annoyance

While Zafier calmly continued his steps. He ignored the woman who looked so upset. Zafier thought only of himself. He was sure that by then his face had changed color due to embarrassment. That is why he immediately turned away, he did not intend to linger in front of the sheza.

But just a few steps, Zafier felt he had to turn around, staring at the woman's back until she disappeared behind the door. And said with despair in my heart, forgive my presumptuousness Sheza. He felt guilty for doing something bad to Sheza. He looked at Sheza's shadow full of regret. He then walked to the Gazebo in the park. He threw his body on one of the sofas there.

He exhaled his breath violently, one hand massaging his forehead. Honestly, he felt very embarrassed. I don't know where to put his face if he meets that woman tomorrow. Maybe he thought that Sheza was his Gwen, maybe his consciousness lost control like that.

Zafier sighed again. She squeezed her hair feeling frustrated with the problem. Zafier leaned his body trying to relax. He stared at the expanse of stars above the sky, they seemed to twinkle. The wind blew his face. He slowly closed his eyes, trying to think clearly.

Meanwhile...

Sheza was very upset. Along the way to the room he was in, he just nagged indistinctly. Thankfully that night there was not a single servant wandering around the mansion. If only there were, it was certain that they would be an outlet for the anger of the beautiful woman.

Arriving in Sheza's room threw the door down hard, her irritation still dominating. Sheza laid her body on the bed. He seemed to be thinking about something.

Suddenly the incident in the park flashed back in his memory. Sheza frowned trying to recall the shadow that had appeared in her brain. He kept trying to remember something.

Just then shadow after shadow appeared within his mind. As she swings in the same swing, Sheza feels she has experienced it, but in different situations and times. Even Sheza remembers a boy who always faithfully accompanied her as she played on a swing similar to the swing she was wearing earlier. Sheza remembers how she joked with the boy or when the boys pushed her swing. At that time he would feel very happy even asking that the boy push him even tighter.

The boy's face was still vague in his shadow. He himself did not remember who the boy was, even his name even though Sheza really did not remember.

I have to remember this because I'm sure it's very important it could be that it's a childhood memory that I've forgotten, her inner self.

Sheza holds the head with both hands

while closing his eyes. Somehow his head started to hurt again, but he was still trying to remember, something was bothering him.

In the head of the beautiful woman, all her memories were mixed into one, the memories that came from the dream at the time she was unconscious and the memories that came from the real world about something she had forgotten. It made him even more confused and unable to tell the difference.

The more he tried to remember, the more his head hurt. Sheza almost gave up. I don't think he can handle this headache anymore.

Suddenly another incident when he was with Zafier flashed back in his brain without being able to control.

Sheza recalled, she realized when she felt her hand coming into contact with someone's hand on the swing iron. Therefore he realized there was the presence of someone else behind him, who was pushing his swing. He looked up to see who was pushing his swing.

At the same time it turned out that the man who was none other than Young Master Zafier was also looking down on him, making the distance between their faces become close. Sheza felt a little embarrassed by such a situation, not to mention by her crazy heartbeat

But while Sheza was still trying to digest the situation, the man looked at her with a sad look. Just a second later his lips moved to say something. Before the man hugged his body, it felt like the man was calling out one name. If he doesn't hear wrong. Young Master Zafier called out the name "Gwen".

The same name. The name that appears in his dream at the time he is unconscious. I don't know why the name gave rise to a familiar feeling to him. Did he ever know that little girl named Gwen. What the little girl was part of one of those memories that she had also forgotten.

Aarghs... Why don't I remember my childhood at all? The last memory I can remember is just the time with Arshaka's father's family. I can't remember any of my previous memories. What do I need to do so I can recall all my childhood memories? I need to know who my real parents are. Do I have any other relatives or relatives? Oh my God .. What should I do?, Sheza looks tired and frustrated.