The Heir's Naughty Twins
99. Don't Like Yes Don't Like

Yujerian and Yuveria will invite Sahna to Hestia when she sees her mother surrounded by some women, like being angry.

They rushed over, hearing clearly that they were the parents of Yuveria's victim earlier.

"The stepmother will not be able to take care of her child. How can you just shut up while your stepchildren are being rude? Madam, if taking care of your husband's cheating son can't, at least don't let them beat up someone else's child!"

Both were furious.

Yuveria pushed them forward, but Yujerian stopped her.

"This time, let me."

"Nii."

Yujerian leaves Sahna with Yuveria, approaching her silent mother in the guise of blame as if it were Hestia's fault because she is a stepmother.

"Hey, Old Grandma."

They turned their heads, and Hestia cengo heard the words of her son.

"You're all old granny." Yujerian stuck out a tongue full of mocking impressions. "Old granny stinks of the ground. Nasty old granny."

"Mrs Hestia!" Clearly they were directing anger at Hestia. "How can your child—"

"How could Aunt's son make fun of a mute man?" reply Yujerian, cut off his words. "Yes, Sahna is mute. Then auntie was also an old grandma. We're just saying the facts, why is Auntie angry?"

Hestia wanted to pat her forehead for a moment.

"Sahna is mute, can't talk, has to write first when she wants to talk. Auntie also smelled of dirt. Grannies who dress up so as not to look like grandmothers." Yujerian continued to mock him. "If Bibi protests about it, Bibi can't protest about me saying Aunt is an old grandma."

"Yuuki-san."

"They're guilty." Yujerian answered Hestia. "They were angry at Haha-ue because Yuve hit their son, but they weren't angry when their son lamented the flaws of others. As if there were no flaws."

The face of the woman that Yujerian sneered was clearly in shock.

"Hey, Auntie. Poor basic. Aunty's husband must have been working late into the night so Aunt could go to the salon. My parents are very rich. My mother, my father, my grandparents. Whahuh? I'm guilty of insulting reality? Aunt's son also insulted Sahna. If they can, I can too."

Hestia tried hard to keep her mouth shut so as not to laugh. Hurriedly he carried Yujerian, but the boy kept saying they were poor old grandmothers.

It was unjustified that his actions were, but as an adult who did not want to bother taking care of people like them, Yujerian actions greatly comforted Hestia.

And as if all that was just a lie, Yujerian very calmly ate the food at the restaurant twenty minutes later.

Hestia could only see them, including Sahna, with her resigned eyes also amused.

"Yuuki-san, Mama understands Yuuki is upset at them, it's just that Yuuki doesn't have to reply in the same way either."

"Hi, Haha-ue. Warukatta," he said without guilt. [Yes, Mother. Sorry.]

"Yuui mo." [Yuui also.]

The boy made a pious expression. "Atashi wa warukuai desuuuu," he said with emphasis. "Kirai mon wa kirai." [I am innocent. I don't like it, don't like it.]

Sahna, as the most virtuous child, immediately wrote in her notes.

...I'm sorry, Auntie....

Hestia rubbed the top of Sahna's head. "Yuui and Yuuki's mistake was to repay their deeds in an equally filthy manner. The mischievous children's actions towards Sahna are irritating and Yuuki's anger as well as Yuui's is not wrong."

Where there may be a right for someone to insult the mute A or the blind B despite the fact that. Hestia might as well do the same if her friend was insulted like that.

"Please take care of them, Sahna." Hestia looked at the three of them. "Both sometimes need help to control their energetic side."

...*...

Of course, the woman's expression was instantly interrupted. But Hestia pretended to smile at her son.

"Ara, Chichi mukaie here we have." [Look, Dad came to pick us up.]

Either he was also pretending not to know his son hated Eros or indeed did not know because he was too busy pretending, which was obviously Yuveria and Yujerian's expression was just as cold.

"Yuui, dakko shinai no?" [Yuui, don't want to ask Dad for a hug?]

Yuveria turned her cold eyes away from Eros to Sahna. "We haven't seen Uncle Bouncer in a long time. Sahna, Yuje-nii, let's go."

Eros's efforts are long, messy already.

"Haha-ue too." Yujerian pulled Hestia's hand. "Let's go see Uncle Bouncer."

But Hestia is an adult. He will not show his hatred for Eros which will be an example for their two children.

Without it they hate Eros.

"You want to go busking again?" Hestia smiled warmly. "Yes, go with Sahna. Mama wants to talk to Chichi-ue first."

"Not to." Yujerian pulled Hestia's hand again. "Let's go together."

"Yuuki—"

"Haha-it." Yujerian looked firmly at his mother. "Don't talk to him. Let's go."

The pretence of Hestia is gone. He sighed, releasing Yujerian's hand himself. "Go away. Mama has to solve the problem with Papa."

"Yuje-nii say no!" Yuveria raised her voice. "Haha-ue don't have to talk to a villain like him!"

"Yuveria, Yousseau. Language, please." [Yujerian, Yuveria, watch your language, please.]

Hestia pressed even more firmly, not as usual.

"okay, kids. Mama has to do something so you can play. I don't want to hear any more rebuttals, and neither do harsh words. If you insult Chichi-ue again, you also insult Haha-ue. Do I make myself clear?"

Sahna who is caught between the tension can only be fixated. For her who was used to being ostracized and alone, Sahna had sharp eyes judging the facial expressions of a person.

So Sahna knew how Yujerian and Yuveria looked so angry, Hestia seemed willing to cry, and Eros seemed to be sad.

"Yuve won't accept him anymore." Yuveria looked up at her mother, looking straight into those eyes. "Yuve will never call him dad again. Yuve swore."

"Yuveria—"

"Haha-it." Yujerian looked up. "Don't force us. Didn't Haha-ue himself say that it was our decision?"

Hestia.

"We're going home to Narendra with Mandala. Haha-ue settle things with the man. But we'll never care about him again. Never is."

Eros looked at the backs of his two distant children. They run fast together, making Sahna teetering following them.

Perhaps this time, Eros had really already lost them.

"I don't have a problem." Eros strengthened his heart as he looked at the red veins in Hestia's eyes that held back the cries. "Don't force them. Let it go."

Hestia turned around a few times. His gesture showed him trembling, but from the beginning he was indeed the type who enjoyed his cry more restrained because he could not believe that anyone would care about him.

"What's wrong?" asked Hestia after successfully controlling herself. "I don't remember asking you to pick us up."

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