Really loved her
Chapter 67's

At Yashbi's house, in Yashbi's office. Yashbi who had fallen asleep in her secret room where there was a statue that was very similar to Clara. Now Yashbi is asleep in her study on a long sofa hugging a statue that looks like Clara repeatedly mentioning Clara's name.

"Claras..."

As per the schedule set in Man earlier Ashana had read it on a paper roll. Yes, the advantage of Ashana is that it can memorize even once read.

Ashana enters Yashbi's study and finds Yashbi mentioning Clara's name many times.

Deugh

Ashana is unable to hide her feelings that existed a few days ago towards the man who is currently in front of her, Yashbi, her husband. Although the marriage that occurred between her and Yashbi was not her own desire, Ashana was determined to be a good wife. One of them is what Yashbi said.

Ashana arranged drinks and food on the table beside Yashbi sleeping on the long sofa.

"even in deep sleep like this you never called me, old man. It's true what I expected from this toy wedding. But yesterday - yesterday - a feeling that I did not expect at all would just appear. When the time comes you must blame me "murmurm Ashana looking at the sleeping Yashbi hugging the statue that looks like Clara.

" you're more willing to embrace this statue" said Ashana a little annoyed and stepped but stopped when Yashbi's hand held her arm.

"Clara. don't leave me. I no longer want the woman I love to leave me for the third time. Clara... please" muttered Yashbi whose eyes were still closed tightly hugging the statue that resembled Clara.

Slowly Ashana releases Yashbi's hand which holds her arm.

"a. I'm not Clara" said Ashana and left Yashbi's office.

Ashana brought a napkin containing the same drinks and food that she had served earlier to Yashbi and headed for Morina's room when in front of a large enough door she knocked on the door.

Tok

Tok

Tok

There is no lawfulness. Ashana ventured to enter.

Feeling the door of her room open Morina immediately turned her head and looked at Ashana. His gaze instantly turned sharp.

"that's how dare you enter my room" Morina snapped

I'm surprised Ashana was surprised almost the napan fell fortunately Ashana can balance her body.

" are you deaf? why do you dare to go into my room? hah"stomped once again Morina stepped over to Ashana.

" sorry ma" This is all Ashana can say. How frightened Ashana was when she saw the glint of light in Morina's sharp eyes.

"then, what is this?" morina asked, sniffing the food and drink above the napan.

Hoek

Hoek

Hoek

"you made this junk food and drink and gave it to me. That's right!" snapped back Morina turned her body.

"just throw away the food and drink. I don't like it, quick!!!"

"but it's healthy for your body. All I know is that a kid your age needs food and drink like this so as not to get fat fast" she held the napkin with trembling hands.

A flash of Morina's hand grabbed the plate of food on Ashana's napkin and threw it at Ashana. The plate darted and hit Ashana's left temple.

"remember you're not here one day at work yet and you act like you know it all. Don't be so cute. Disgusting" said Morina looking up at Ashana.

"out!"

Ashana was still silently pecking with a trembling body. Still digesting what Morina had done to him.

Ashana hurried from the room and ran to find a safe place for her. In the hallway he collided with Anzel. Yes, Anzel just finished attending a meeting intending to Yashbi's study.

Braggs

Napan and glass filled with spice water were smashed on the surface of the floor.

Prawn

"sorry, I'm sorry I accidentally" said Ashana frantically looking down and picking up the broken glass.

"Ashana.." said Anzel equates the position with Ashana and her gaze is glued to the wound on each side of her temple that looks new.

"you're hurt? what the hell's going on? who hurt you?" tanya Anzel sounded obviously worried.

"no, I'm fine. I'm fine" Ashana said stammered. Still picking up broken glass.

"follow me. I'll treat you" Anzel said, holding Ashana's arm.

Ashana's finger accidentally hit the shard and let out fresh blood.

"don't argue. I'll treat you. Don't think about me. I just don't like people around me to get hurt when I can give them help" said Anzel, who was answered only by a nod from Ashana.

In the backyard right in the spice plants and flowers Bleeding Heart that stretched quite wide.

"this flower." said Ashana as Anzel took her to a long bench. And they sit side by side.

Anzel removed the plaster from his pocket. Plaster with star image.

Ashana's face was clearly shocked.

"you carry this cute plaster.... inside your pocket?" asked Ashana with her innocent face.

A glimpse of Ashana's memory emerged when she was on a game ride with two men her age but did not see the faces of the two boys.

Anzel put the plaster on both sides of Ashana temple and also the finger affected by the broken glass.

Anzel smiled warmly at Ashana. A smile that he never showed even against Yashbi even though they had lived together longer than Ashana.

There was one belief in Anzel's heart that Ashana was his sister whom he had been looking for. When looking at Ashana's reaction when Anzel took out the star's plaster.

"do you like stars?" anzel asked, looking up at the night sky, as well as a few distant stars.

"star?" said Ashana frowning her forehead.

"china..."

"whatever. I can't say I like it or don't like it" said Ashana, who stared at the night sky with stars far apart.

"why? it is clear that the star is beautiful. He can shine bright despite the darkness that surrounds him" Anzel explained.

" i don't really understand what's going on either. The more I saw it the clearer I couldn't contain the tears that were coming out. I kind of forgot something but I don't know what it is" said Ashana who lowered her head.

Anzel is convinced that Ashana is his sister. He patted Ashana on the shoulder.

"forgetting does not mean missing. It could be something that you forgot to be around you right now" Anzel said with a warm smile.

At the same time when Ashana was injured, fresh blood came from the finger picking up broken glass, and Yashbi woke up to smell the blood of Ashana, which she said was fragrant and soothing.

"this blood..was he hurt?" muttered Yashbi opened her eyes that were still hugging the statue that resembled Clara.

Yashbi could smell Ashana's blood which she thought was fragrant.