The Man Who Taken My Crown
Not Sleeping All Night

“I have the exact same face as you? Huh! Safira, who is shameless?” Hearing Safira's words, Nirmala really wanted to laugh at the same time.

Safira, as her fiance, doesn't even know Oliver's personality?!

"Nirmala, lady******you! I love Oliver, I won't let you take him away from me! I'm warning you if you still dare to tease my Oliver again. I'll ruin your face!" Sapphira gritted her teeth, pointed at Nirmala's nose and cursed harshly.

Nirmala suddenly realizes that Sapphira has changed, becoming increasingly unlike the Sapphira she knew before.

This woman is really scary, isn't she? Nirmala wears her face to tease Oliver.

“You really are an unreasonable crazy woman!” Nirmala glanced at Safira, ignored him and went straight into the room, then locked the door from the inside.

Sapphira kicked at Nirmala's door hard, but still unable to vent her anger, she walked downstairs, and met Aunt Lias, then scolded her senselessly.

 Aunt Lias felt puzzled as she was scolded by Safira.

Seeing that Aunt Lias was not replying, Sapphira felt bored, she roared at Aunt Lias, "Side there! Step aside!"

Aunt Lias was disgusted to see Safira's face, then scolded her inwardly, “Basan mad woman!”. Then, go back to the room.

On the asphalt road outside the house, Wilson yelled and begged Oliver for mercy: "Oliver, please let me go!"

Oliver slightly raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

"Oliver, I can't run anymore! Please let me go!" Wilson wiped the sweat off his forehead and gasped for breath.

However, Oliver who was next to Wilson was running on the spot casually, "You've eaten a lot of good food in my place, if you still don't exercise, become fat, and can't get a wife, you know, what am I supposed to do?"

Good food? You mean the mercon oseng Nirmala made?

Wilson suddenly comes to his senses, it turns out that Oliver had him accompany him to sports for revenge!

To eat the mercon oseng, Nirmala did not sleep all night, so Oliver punished him by accompanying him to run a marathon?!

Wilson couldn't help but complain: "Oliver, I think you like your sister-in-law."

"Liam asked me to look after Nirmala. If Liam finds out you told Nirmala to make a mercon oseng for you in the middle of the night. Compared to me who pulled you to a marathon, Liam would probably pull out a long knife and cut you to death." Oliver said casually.

Wilson glared at Oliver with a frightened expression, and asked, "Your sister is so scary?"

“Who knows?” Oliver smiled, and then ran forward.

Wilson's expression changed, he hurriedly chased after him, and ran beside Oliver.

"I've cured Yanto's disease!"

“Oh, yes? How do you want to treat it? How much money did he give you?.” Oliver wants to know.

Wilson immediately stretched out five fingers.

"50 million?" Oliver said calmly.

Wilson shook his head.

“500 million?” Oliver asked casually.

Wilson smiled complacently, winked at Oliver, and smirked wickedly: "How is it, I'm great, right?!"

“You cured him, but don't know how many girls he's going to dirty again.” Oliver sighed.

Wilson laughed softly, then patted Oliiver on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry! He's not gonna play women anymore!"

“What? Have you become a priest? You can make him repent?” Oliver was curious.

Wilson smiled cunningly and replied, "That day, after his sister's friend introduced Yanto to me, I told Yanto that he would have no more children!"

"Then?" Ask Oliver.

Wilson deliberately did not tell and said proudly: "Take a guess?"

“I'm lazy to guess, just say.” Oliver replied.

Wilson said with a smile: "The boy knelt on the floor, and begged me desperately to heal him. Then I told him that I could heal, but in the future you should not play women anymore, and should be loyal to your wife, if not afraid you will!"

“He also believes such a thing?” Oliver looked at Wilson suspiciously.

Wilson said: "Of course he doesn't believe! I deliberately did not cure him completely! After he came back, he probably played women again, not long after he came back to look for me, this time he trusted and promised me not to play women anymore!"

“So, you deliberately took the opportunity to raise the price of treatment from 50 million to 500 million?” Oliver looked at Wilson with understanding.

Wilson snapped his finger and nodded.

Oliver paused, patted Wilson on the shoulder, and joked: "In the future, you can make money by choosing men like this. Maybe, in a year, you'll be richer than me!"

“Your father is good, but if I do too much of this kind of thing, I fear to be punished by God! I'm a doctor!” Wilson suddenly became serious.

Oliver smiled and said nothing.

Wilson suddenly recalled something, and said with a serious face: "Oliver, do you remember when my father autopsied your father, he found some kind of tiny worm in his blood?"

“What's up?” Oliver's expression changed, and asked Wilson seriously.

Wilson continued: "I found a case in Nirmala's grandmother's medical diary. The symptoms of the patient being treated by his grandmother are exactly the same as your father's symptoms. Frankly, it's because it's being stuck."

“What did you say?” Oliver's eyes narrowed, looking into Wilson's eyes in wonder.

Wilson took a deep breath and explained: "I suspect your father was deliberately killed by those close to him..."

“Cannot be!” Oliver could not hold back and clenched his fists.

Seeing Oliver in disbelief, Wilson continued saying, "The medical diary of Nirmala's grandmother wrote very clearly, such witchcraft can only be used by the person closest to her. The patient in the case was picked up by a shaman who was told by his wife when she was injured. Back then, the only person who could touch your father's wounds was... "

“Enough!” Oliver is furious, and forces Wilson to quit.

Wilson stopped talking, seeing Oliver refuse to accept this reality, and leaving in anger, Wilson suddenly felt that he should not have told this truth.

However, his father's death at the time was unclear. By now that he had learned the truth, if he were to hide it from Oliver, his heart would feel unsettled.

When he got home, Wilson wanted to go back to his room to rest. While passing through the second floor, he suddenly wanted to ask Nirmala something, then took the initiative to knock on Nirmala's room door.

Nirmala was sitting on the bed, watching the serial drama on her phone, when someone knocked on the door, she thought it was Safira who came to look for trouble, so she kept looking at her phone without saying a word.

“Nirmala, have you slept?” Wilson continued to knock on the door and asked.

Hearing Wilson's voice outside the door, he immediately put down the phone, and replied, "Not yet!"

“There is something I want to ask you, can you open the door?” Wilson continued.

Nirmala hurriedly got off the bed, put on her sandals, and ran to open the door.

“What's looking for me?” Nirmala opened the door, looked at Wilson and asked with a smile.

Wilson glanced at Nirmala and saw her cheeks were slightly swollen. With his professional instincts as a doctor, he subconsciously asked, "Did someone beat you in the face? Is that the Big Young Madam?"

Because at dinner together, Nirmala's face was still fine, and after dinner, her face became swollen. In this house, other than Sapphira, who else would dare to have trouble with Nirmala?!

“I'm fine!” Nirmala pursed her lips and smiled, trying to change the subject, “Doctor Wilson, what's really looking for me?”

“Oh! I was just thinking, can you recall where your Grandma kept the medicine book about witchcraft? Was the book actually burned or hidden by your grandmother? Or, has someone else taken?!"

Wilson slightly nodded and replied very sincerely: "This is very important! Because it's about people's lives!"

Hearing Wilson's words, he promised Wilson: "Then I'll think about it tonight."

"Yes! May you remember it" said Wilson with implied meaning.

Nirmala nodded at Wilson.

After Wilson left, Nirmala closed the door and lay on the bed, no longer continuing to watch.

He had a slight impression on the book, but did not particularly remember where it was stored.

Wilson said that the book had to do with people's lives, and he didn't seem to lie to her.

Therefore, she had to rethink carefully, where her grandmother kept the book when she was a child.

While thinking about it, Nirmala fell asleep unconsciously.

There were two small white butterflies dancing in the darkness.

The two butterflies flew, and continued to fly!

Suddenly, the two flew out of the darkness and into the blue sky.

There was the sound of birds singing.

There was a small waterfall that flowed from the top of the mountain, and passed through the rocks gently.

“Nirmala, Nirmala, Nirmala, stop playing water! Go home with Grandma!” Grandma's screams came from far away.

Nirmala was standing in the river holding the foot of her patched trousers, and was also holding a palm-sized wild goldfish in her small hand.

"Grandmother! Grandma! I caught a fish! Lookie! I caught a fish!"

"Fish it's too small, just let go!"

"But Nirmala wants to eat fish!"

“Tonight we eat grilled loach, grandma catch loach.” Shouted Grandma while carrying a bamboo basket down the gravel path in the stream on the side of the mountain slope.

Nirmala took off the small fish in her hands, stepped on the water, and rocks, then took the sandals, and followed in her grandmother's footsteps.

“Grandma, wait for me!” Nirmala took pains to catch up with her Grandma.

Grandma held out a finger at him.

A small hand held the callus finger tightly.

One big and one small, walking in the forest.

As soon as the two walked to the gate, Nirmala saw two strangers sitting on a stone staircase in front of the house.

“Bu, I'm back!” A woman as beautiful as a lily, wearing a dark green military uniform and with two braids, called out to her Grandmother lovingly.

The cold-faced grandmother, putting a bamboo basket on her back, handed it to Nirmala, and asked Nirmala to take her to the firewood room.

Next to the strange woman was a short-haired little boy wearing a short white shirt, gray-green jeans, and white sports shoes.

"Mom.." call the woman again affectionately.

Grandma still put on a cold face, ignoring the woman.

After Nirmala placed the bamboo basket in the firewood room, she ran back to her Grandma's feet, pulled the end of her clothes, and said in a soft voice, "Grandmother, grandma, Nirmala is hungry!"

"Mom, who's this little girl?" The woman asked with a smile.

Grandma then introduced: "His name is Nirmala, your sister's daughter. Nirmala, it's your aunt."

“Halo, Nirmala! You are so beautiful! When you grow up, you will definitely become a beautiful woman!” The woman glanced at Nirmala and praised her with a bright smile.

Looking at the beautiful little girl in front of him, the woman recalled her son, and turned to look at the quiet boy sitting on the stairs there.

The woman turned around and dragged the boy in front of Nirmala and her Grandma.

“Bu, his name is John the Son, you can call him John.” The woman held the boy's head, then said, “John, let's call Grandma!”

"..." - ".John remained silent.

The woman looked at Grandma Nirmala helplessly: "Mom, I want you to take care of her for some time. After that I'll come back to pick her up, okay?"

“As of you!” Grandma still replied in a cold tone.

The woman pursed her lips, then crouched down, took Nirmala's little hand, gave her candy, and said softly, "Nirmala, John is your cousin, from now on, you play with John every day, huh?"

“Yah!” Nirmala nodded obediently.

“Nirmala absolutely obedient!” The woman smiled and stood up.

“Nirmala, you bring John to light the fire, grandma will cook dinner for you later!” Grandma said softly.

Nirmala answered "um", and then pulled John by the hand, but John was disgusted and clapped his hand.

John immediately hid behind the woman, looking at Nirmala with a very unfriendly look.

Nirmala put her small hand helplessly.

Grandma glanced at Nirmala and said kindly, "Nirmala go make fire first, grandma will follow later."

Nirmala nodded and went to the kitchen.

With these little hands, he lit a match very skillfully. After burning the wood, he picked up a bamboo tube and blew it until the wood in the stove was completely burned.

"Mother - mother - huhuhuhu - mother, don't go! Don't leave me! Ma!"

Outside the kitchen door, suddenly a heart-piercing cry of a child was heard.

Nirmala put the bamboo tube in her hand and ran to the kitchen door to take a look.

It was seen that the woman had hurriedly left the gate of the fence earlier, and her figure disappeared around the corner.

Grandma held the crying little boy in her arms, and used the corner of her shirt to continue wiping away the child's tears.

Nirmala never felt the pain of separation between mother and child.

Because, as he remembered, he only had a grandmother by his side.

He has no feelings for his parents.

In the small world of Nirmala, there are only grandmothers, pets, and also John whom she has forgotten.

Grandma took a skewer and made a plate of dark and fragrant grilled loach with spicy sambal noodles.

Nirmala ate delicious and could not stop, loach bakar made by her grandmother is very crunchy and fragrant.

However, John, who was also sitting in front of the weathered wooden dining table, only looked at Nirmala in a daze, and refused to eat even a little.

“John, eat a little, so you can grow tall later!” Grandma tried to persuade.