The Heir's Naughty Twins

The Heir's Naughty Twins
49. New Guard


Hestia hugged herself as she watched the snow have melted. Spring has arrived and another week he will go—or arguably back.


He secretly hoped time would go a little slower.


Hestia is not an honest man. He is a liar even to himself. No. gabe. Hestia would never say she hurt herself even if she knew she was hurt.


Because he was afraid it would weaken him.


So now Hestia didn't know what to say to herself.


Should have said, I was afraid to meet Darius.


Or maybe, I miss and hope he's sad because I disappeared.


Or should he, may he die.


He doesn't know what his true feelings are.


"Haha-ue!"


And maybe he shouldn't need to know so that his two angels don't know. "Hm? Nani?"


"We delivered the gift at Haha-ue's request."


As a farewell greeting, the two went around the village giving gifts even though they would still hold a dinner party together.


"Haha-ue," call Yujerian. "There's someone looking for Haha-ue."


"really? Where's the guy?"


Yujerian peered outside the fence, waiting until the person could be seen.


At first the two of them were confused, but the young man who was slightly older than Shin came bowing to Hestia.


"I came at the request of Young Master Al, Miss."


Missy?


"Ah, I forgot that." Hestia immediately sat down and hinted the two were approaching. "Introduce yourself to them."


Yujerian and Yuveria blinked at the handsome young man.


"Greetings, Young Miss, Young Master. My Mandala. I was assigned to look after Miss and Young Master. Don't say anything to me."


The two looked at each other. Taking a quick look also knew there were different feelings from this man to the point that it felt hard to ignore.


"May I call you Mandala-nii?" Yuveria.


"Please don't have to be formal. Enough Mandala."


Hestia's messing with her daughter's hair. "Call him Mandala, Yuui. All of Al's subordinates are trained like this. You're gonna make him uncomfortable."


"All right."


"Haha-it." Yujerian. "Did the Mandala work for the man?"


"Al?"


Her dad.


"No." Hestia replied again just from Yujerian's expression. "Al looks after you at Mom's request. Chichi-ue has nothing to do."


"All right." Yujerian smiled. "Greetings, Mandala."


...*...


Yujerian waved for the last time before he caught up with Yuveria and Hestia. There were many people driving them away today, making Yujerian rather regretful of having to leave them.


Although Hinatsuru last cried saying don't go, Yuveria still didn't want to make peace.


Riding the plane for the first time turned out to make Yuveria drunk. He was not willing to let go of Yujerian's hand, but immediately moved into Mandala's lap because he did not want to trouble Hestia.


From earlier it felt like their mother's face was pale and her smile was very fake.


They landed in Tokyo first, transiting in Singapore before landing in Indonesia.


Thought Yujerian at least the man was welcoming, apparently not. They immediately went to a strange dark black house that he knew was the home of Al Areza Narendra at that time.


He said he lent them a safe house because it was empty.


Not much can happen on the first day. The two slept soundly in a large foreign mattress instead of looking at a futon, then woke up seeing their mother not there.


"Mandala, Haha-ue wa?"


Yujerian unintentionally spoke Japanese, but he understood.


"Miss says there's something to do, Young Master. But there's your father downstairs."


Where did Hestia go without saying anything?


"Nii, hara hetta." [Sister, I'm hungry.]


Yujerian waited until his sister came, holding him down with Mandala.


"There's Chichi-ue downstairs. Haha-ue is leaving so Yuve don't be too aggressive today."


"Haha-ue where are you going?"


"Eitherway. Haha-ue will explain it later if I have to."


...*...