SUPERBIA
Exchange Roles

"I ... Bianca Zehra Tirta's."

Nafla's eyes were round in shock. He unconsciously stepped back, terrified. The door to the ICU room opened and someone passed by nudging Nafla's arm.

"Nafla, my granddaughter." Grandma came in and immediately hugged the soul-swapping girl. Her tears broke as she continued to express gratitude.

"grandmother?" Nafla mutters. He also misses the loving woman. So missed.

Bianca blinked her eyes in shock. Slowly, he looked at Grandma, then returned his embrace. He had long wanted to be hugged like this by his grandmother. By the mother of her late mother.

"What's sick, Nafla?" Grandma loosened her arms, then examined Bianca's face, hands, and feet anxiously. Meanwhile, Nafla who saw the scene only covered her own mouth with her hands. Her crying almost broke, unable to see the granny's sadness.

Bianca grabbed Grandma's hand quickly from her leg. Then, grasp it. "Where can Grandma hold my leg. Sins."

The two embrace again. Spilling each other's longings and asking each other's news.

"After this Miss Nafla can already be moved to the ward. Mr. Tirta, could you please come with me."

Papa wiped the tears at the corner of his eyes, then nodded. Then, follow the steps of the doctor outside the ICU room. While passing through Nafla, he held her shoulder, then smiled.

Nafla was still standing by the door awkwardly. Meanwhile, the grandmother who chose to sit on the edge of the bed seemed cool to talk with Bianca.

"Grandma thought, Grandma will lose you too, Nafla." Grandma cupped her palm to Bianca's cheek. His eyes are still wet. Obviously, the woman was very dear to her grandson.

Nafla has a face similar to the late mama with a yellow skin color. The sweet and sweet taste can make people feel at home to look at it for a long time. On both of his cheeks were dimples that would be visible, if he smiled. Only, Nafla grew into a closed figure, so he rarely showed laughter.

Maybe, that's why grandma loves Nafla so easily. His granddaughter's paras reminded him of his late daughter.

"Hurry home. Grandma wants to cook good for you," continued Grandma.

Slowly, Nafla stepped closer. He also wanted to say hello to his grandmother. "Miss?"

Grandma turned her head, then looked surprised when she realized Nafla's whereabouts. "Bianca?"

Nafla nodded, then mixed into hugging grandma, to make grandma a little surprised. But then, he smiled and rubbed his grandson's back. "How are you, Bia?"

"I miss my grandmother" Nafla said in her arms. He was almost crying. However, a hand pulled Nafla's body, until her embrace was released.

Nafla looked at her sister cynically. Meanwhile, Bianca seemed to review the triumphant smile.

"Grandmother belongs to me now" said Bianca spoiled as she continued hogging her grandmother in her arms.

"Basic, superbia!" hiss Nafla.

***

Bianca is an adaptable person. Not a day, he was used to being "Nafla."

After observation and examination, Bianca was finally allowed to go home this afternoon. Daniel is coming too. In fact, this time he brought Jia with him. However, they did not enter the hospital and chose to wait for Bianca in the parking lot. Yeah, they're taking Bianca home today.

"That's aunt Nafla, Jia. Aunt Nafla is well." Daniel crouched down in front of Jia who lowered his head. His daughter was traumatized after an accident and was often moody.

"Hi, Jia." Bianca crouched down, although some parts of her body still hurt. He had heard the story from Daniel directly when Bianca was convicted of experiencing temporary memory forgetfulness.

"Tante is well. Jia don't have to worry." Bianca rubbed the top of Jia's head, then smiled broadly. Slowly, Jia raised her face, then cried.

Bianca who is not used to handling small children immediately panics. He stood up again and looked at Daniel who was trying to calm Jia down.

Nafla who was standing behind them stepped forward. He felt he had a hand in Jia's situation. Without awkwardness, he squabbled in front of Jia, then hugged the little girl. Then, pat her on the back.

"It's okay, Jia. Lookie! The sky is overcast. We get in the car first, yeah, let's not get rained on. Auntie's gonna buy you some ice cream."

Slowly Jia raised her head, looking at the sky that Nafla pointed at. Slowly her cries began to stop, although a hiccup still sounded from her lips. Nafla learned this. A powerful way to make a child stop crying is to make him raise his head.

Papa who saw the incident felt quite amazed. He saw the other side of his daughter. After Jia calmed down, they continued on to Grandma's house to drive Bianca home. Grandma was waiting at home intentionally. He had cooked a lot of good food to welcome the return of the grandson.

During the trip, Nafla's car was visibly agitated. Many times he stared at his phone. He had just read the messages Faiz had sent him. Messages full of anger and threats.

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