
Geck... Geck... Geck...
"Who, huh? I don't seem to have called anyone?" qiandra.
The girl then jumped out of her bed and opened the door unsuspecting.
"Excuse me, Miss. It's warm water and grapes for a night snack."
"Hmmm? I don't think I'm asking for anything?"
"It's true, Miss. But I see Miss is tired. Maybe this can help restore energy, before dinner," said the waiter.
"Oh.. That's so... Thank ye. Just put it inside." Qiandra turned around and let the servant in.
"Who is he? I rarely saw him, but his face was also not unfamiliar. Was I too rash to bring him in?" thought Qiandra.
Due to the overwhelming feeling of fatigue, making his level of alertness drop drastically.
The deg!
Qiandra's footsteps suddenly stopped. So did the entire blood flow in his body. His originally hot body and longing for water, turned cold all over his body.
"Ge-genie?" qiandra. His knees were weak as if they were boneless.
"Yes, Miss. Its me. I miss Miss... Hihihi...."
The voice of the woman behind Qiandra turned heavy and flat.
"You're kidding me, right? Don't come any closer!" Qiandra refrained from looking back.
Hihihiii....
Bruk!!!!
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"God! Miss!" exclaimed Musliha, waiter of the kitchen.
He who was about to bring dinner for the master was surprised, seeing the young lady lying on the floor unconscious.
"Guard! Help u! Miss fainted," exclaimed musliha again.
The servants and guards immediately approached Qiandra and checked her condition. It just so happened that Sania was going out on a personal matter.
"Call a personal doctor immediately. While waiting, open the window wide, give her comfortable clothes." Nico the grandfather finally came to see the condition of his grandson.
"Ready, Sir."
Two servants immediately carried out the master's orders. Not to forget they closed the room door and called a private doctor.
Thirty minutes later...
"Qiandra is just tired and stressed. You just need to eat healthy food and get enough rest" said the Austeen family's personal doctor.
"For the job he has been holding, if it can be transferred first, until his condition is stable," continued the handsome doctor.
"Then, excuse me. Tomorrow morning I check again the circumstances."
Grep's! Qiandra clasped the twenty-six-year-old doctor's hand tightly. His greenish eyeballs, staring at the man full of hope.
"Doctor, don't leave me. I just met Gennie. Don't leave me alone" he asked.
"Gennie?" The servants in the room looked at each other.
"Miss, Gennie's gone. There's no way he's coming to see Miss" one of them denied.
"I'm not lying! Tried me. I always get frustrated thinking about all this. They've come to me many times, including that unlucky girl*n."
Qiandra cried hysterically without letting go of her hand.
"Qians... Lookatme. You're exhausted, and so easily hallucinated" said the doctor.
"He knocked on my door. Then bring me some wine and enter my room. Believe that.. I'm not lying."
The current state of Qiandra was completely chaotic.
"Baiah, Son. Grandpa believe. Later grandfather will ask some maids to accompany you to sleep. You can choose the person." Nico tried to calm Qiandra down.
"Grandfather trust me?" Qiandra took her hand off the doctor.
"Yes, Son. Now you take a shower. After that we have dinner together," said Nico softly.
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"Yes, sure. What'sthat?" answer Nico.
"Where are the families of mama and papa when they are hit by this problem? Do I have an uncle and an aunt?" ask Qiandra.
He paused his sentence for a moment to chew the meat and swallow it.
"It may seem strange, but I don't remember much about my past in this family. How I was little, where I went to school, who were my friends."
Qiandra poured her heart out to grandfather.
Nico placed his spoon onto the plate, then gulped some warm water.
"Son, Grandpa will tell you everything Grandpa knows."
Qiandra waited for him with an impatient heart.
"Your mother's only child. Do you remember your grandmother? She is a very beautiful Romanian woman. Made this Turkish man crazy to chase him to his hometown." Nico begins the story.
A smile was etched on Qiandra's face. Unexpectedly, his grandfather used to be bucin too.
"Why did it get to Indonesia?"
"We were forced to flee here by boat, because your grandmother was accused of being a witch by her hometown people."
(*eps. 27 & eps. 80)
"Witch?" Qiandra was surprised to hear that.
"Yes. But of course it's not true. Your grandmother was the best herbalist there. Just because the time of his birth was considered cursed, then the rumor spread widely."
Nico paused his sentence to continue the dinner.
"So that's why, we found many herbal books underground. But, how are the coffins and other piles of books?" thought Qiandra inwardly.
"If your father, he has two younger sisters. The first was Elodie Moon Austeen. She is now an elementary school teacher in Ireland. Very seaui with its gentle nature," said Nico.
"Then the second one?" ask Qiandra.
The girl had finished her dinner. His body became more powerful than before.
"Seraphine Austeen. That's your second name. He chose to be an artist and live freely around the world" Nico said.
"So son, they're not nothing to this family. But it can't help you."
Some waiters took the dirty dishes and replaced them with Turkish sweet desserts and some South Korean rice cakes, a favorite of the Qiandra.
"That's it, huh? Why can't I remember it one bit?"
Qiandra's current mind was completely muddled.
"I'm sorry if this grandfather's words hurt your heart. But as grandfather remembers, you are not the granddaughter of this family" Nico said carefully.
Qiandra just shut up. This time he did not dispute his grandfather's words.
Seeing his reaction, Nico continued his story.
"Somehow it started, but something seems to be wrong here. Your father and mother, as if not knowing, that their daughter is not their real daughter. So too with all the people of the world."
Bitter indeed, but Qiandra had to remain patient in order to listen to the full story.
"Grandfather was very sure, that my grandson was Edlyn Rania Austeen. Even grandfather still remembered the atmosphere at the birth of the first grandchild."
"What if the other person is right, and the grandfather has schizophrenia or other neurological problems?" agile Qiandra.
"That's possible. Given the age of grandfather who has been more than seven decades, all the health problems you mentioned earlier are very reasonable," said Nico without anger.
"But you have to know one thing. We love you so much, no matter who you are. No exception with grandfather. You are a good boy. It's just always feeling lonely."
Qiandra didn't dismiss all of that. He could feel clearly, if mom and dad loved him very much, as well as his grandfather.
"Grandfather, there's actually a classmate of mine named Rania. And he always claimed to be papa's mother's son. Because of that, I hate him so much" Qiandra said.
(Connected)
Thank you for reading. See you around...