The Become A Villain In The Novel
Chapter 45

"Ak" Keegan said once again. And I don't know where my mouth is opening right away. I ate the food and immediately flinched. It tastes so good.

This is how home cooking feels. I rarely feel it. In my previous life, the first time I ate home cooking was during a visit to my friend's house during Junior High. And then it can be counted with my finger to taste the home cooking.

At dinner at Catherine's house, I had no idea who was cooking, and felt nothing at all despite eating with the family.

Then the last time I went to Keegan's house, I realized that her mother's cooking was delicious. But I don't really care about it.

But now, I am being treated and treated so well. Plus the taste of the cuisine is amazing, I don't know, I feel like home.

Isn't this weird. I can feel this warmth and comfort in a house that is not my home.

I then shook my head. Then pull the plate and spoon out of Keegan's hand. "My feet are not my hands."

Keegan pulled the plate back from my hand. "But maybe Mom was tired."

"I'm not tired." I took the plate back.

He pouted in annoyance. "As for Mom. But don't blame me if Mom's hand gets sore."

I don't accept. "You think I'm as weak as to eat my own achy hands."

"Usually I'm spoiled. Drinking coffee should be drained. Eating bread should be opened the wrapper."

I gasped and Catherine's memory slowly flowed through my head. Catherine's miraculous behavior fluttered to and fro. Including me yany acted spoiled by not being able to open her own drink.

"Now I am independent. No more help with little things like this."

"OK, if you want it to be," Keegan said. "But if at all Mom's hands are sore and not strong open a bottle of water, you can ask for help with me."

Yes envelopes. What do those words mean. "You are this." Only these words can come out of my lips.

Next I eat by myself. While Keegan was sitting next to me, watching me eat carefully.

"Why do you keep eating?"

"I have to make sure you really eat."

I'm glaring. "Make sure you don't have to eat me until the next time. You saw me already squirming the television screen."

"Oh yeah?" He's nodding. "Means all this time I love to squirm the television screen."

"What?" my many.

Keegan nodded. "It's okay." Surprisingly, unlike her usual self, this time Keegan smiled. "Come, eat again. If less will be taken again."

I didn't hear what he said. I'm just afraid of hearing wrong. And misunderstood too.

You are watching me like I am staring at a television screen.

This means that I like to watch television screens.

Doesn't that mean?

This means that I like to watch television screens.

This means that I like to watch television screens.

This means that I like to watch television screens.

This means that I like to watch television screens.

This means that I like to watch television screens.

This means that I like to watch television screens.

YEP!!!

***

"Don't go to work first. Permission from the office for a few days. If no one is looking after you at home, you stay at your aunt's house."

I immediately shook my head. "Ah, ngerepotin Aunty," I refused. I seriously. Where can I stay here and trouble Keegan and her mom. Keegan is usually used to. But it couldn't have been until her mother, either.

"No negerepotin. Aunty's son rarely has friends. But if you have to live here often. I forgot to go home."

I laugh. "Well, that. I'm afraid I forgot to come home Tan later if it's here continue."

"Yes, it's okay" said the woman who is now cooking the breakfast. Making me who was sitting on the dining table chair frown. "Living here forever doesn't matter either. As long as it's clear the position."

"I mean Tan?"

"Yes clearly her position as Aunt's daughter-in-law."

Keegan who was drinking choked. "Mom don't say anything!" said it.

But Keegan's mother is not deterred. He smiled funny. "Oh, so don't want to."

But Keegan answered nothing. He does not agree, but also does not argue.

Before long Keegan turned to me, "You're at home, don't have to go to the office today. I'll be the ngizinin."

I kept my mouth shut not to gawk at Keegan's words. I clearly realized he was "take you" I'm like this for sure because of his mother. He can't call me mom because what his mom knows is that I'm a regular co-worker, not a boss. But it still felt strange to hear Keegan who was always polite and called me respectfully, calling me "you". Moreover, Keegan's style of speech is also very relaxed.

Damnit. I can't believe the effect is this big for me.

***

As Keegan and her mom suggested, I was at Keegan's house today. If my condition requires me to rest for three months, it is possible that the position of a ghost in this family will really be occupied by me.

"From the first Keegan was like that," Keegan's mother's story. We are both watching television together. "I don't know where it came down from. Kalemmm. Even though if you want to eat aunty kayak gini it is impossible to have a child like that."

I just smiled in response. It turns out that Keegan's mother realized that, too.

"If photographed, his expression was all flat. Would you like to see photos of Keegan as a child?"

"You! Want to!" I immediately closed my mouth when I realized that my reaction was too exaggerated.

"Not to be shy. Even good you gini spirit. Auntie's in the spirit, too."

"Kok Aunty's in the spirit too?"

"Yes, that means Aunt's chances of having a ghost are getting bigger."

Hm... If I embrace this woman in front of me right now, plus I say I'm interested in her son, can I still get out of this house. Afraid that tomorrow morning there was already a penghulu in the living room with several witnesses. And certainly the beloved Father Jonathan.

Be present... I can't imagine if all of that really happened. Therefore, to avoid this, I just smiled clumsyly.

Keegan's mother left for a while and then returned with a photo album.

"Here we go." The woman put the photo album on the table. And just suddenly made my eyes look in shock. It's nothing, I think there's over 10 photo albums that Keegan's mom brought.

"Madie loves photography. So there's a lot of photo albums."

I can't imagine how the very flat Keegan had to live out her days by being a photo object for her mother.

***

Sincerely,

Dark Peppermint