Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 86: Being in a Different Place

"Young Master." Mr. Jang came to greet in haste. He approached Zean and wanted to help Naya. "Let's just Dad, Non."

"No need, sir. Please bring the clothes that are still in the car."

Mr. Jang nodded. Immediately, the old man pulled the not-so-large suitcase out of the trunk. Then, he rushed after Naya who started to enter the villa.

Zean can actually walk as usual. The dislocation of his leg bone has returned to normal. However, the severe concussion that afflicted Zean still often gives the effect of loss of balance. Not funny, not if a man like himself falls down.

The bandage on Zean's head has been removed and leaves a gauze that is plastered in the corner of the left head to cover the wound due to broken flower vases last time.

"Sleep downstairs, yeah, brother." Naya gave a proposal. Not without reason, the young widow said so. He wants his cousin safe.

Zean nodded. He thought, later if it was recovered can sleep in the upper room that used to be occupied with Sally.

"Miss, would you like some dinner first?" Mr. Jang asked as he placed the suitcase in the corner of the room.

Zean looked up to look at Naya who was looking at Mr. Jang. "Nay, are you confused?"

After seeing the clock curled up in her left hand, Naya shook her head at Zean. He said to Mr. Jang, "I'll just go home, sir. Let Brother come to dinner. There's my son waiting for it."

"Oh, Non Naya already has a child, huh?" Mr. Jang scratched his nape and was greeted with a small nudity from the two people in front of him.

"Sister, I'm home, yeah. Don't fuss here." Naya's one hand grabbed Zean's right hand, then kissed the seal plan.

"You think I'm a kid?" Zean did not accept the words of his cousin.

"Sister, right, sometimes it's like a kid. You don't think I know that you sulk a lot at Aunt Lyra, sister?" Naya's answer was like someone asking for war, but Zean was anxious to see it. As a result, the man pinched Naya's cheek like a habit of pinching Sally's cheek.

"Here you go home. Thanks, yeah, for driving me. I pray you get a new papa for Eza soon."

Naya stopped the move. He turned around and glared disliking. Meanwhile, Zean just laughed amusedly. Despite being sick, the black-haired man still liked being such a bitch.

After being escorted by Mr. Jang to the terrace, Naya said goodbye and immediately left the villa. It took him quite a while to get back to the middle of town, but he was lucky that tomorrow was the weekend. So, he doesn't need to go to the office.

The high gate opened. The car breaks into the luxurious residence where Naya lives after parting ways with her ex-husband. Meanwhile, another house that had been inhabited with the husband for one year was left empty because it was too quiet if there was only Eza and himself and the workers who occupied it. He has no place to share.

"Just come home, Nay?"—Om Andra has been sitting on the living room sofa welcoming her daughter—"from anywhere until midnight like this? Is there a problem with the company's finances?"

Naya died a flea. He ran out of ideas to answer. It has been a week the father noticed his movements to invite suspicion.

"There's nothing you're hiding from papa, right?" ask Om Andra further.

Naya's getting kicep. His lips were red as if they were exposed to a very sticky glue.

"Javab, Nay!" Andra Pratama's voice began to rise. He doesn't seem to care about time.

"Eeee .. that, Pa." The fingers of both hands squeezed the ends of the blezer that Naya wore, while Om Andra still faithfully looked at every movement. "That, from the birthday party of my high school friend, Pa," replied Naya originally. He hoped that the father would understand.

Om Andra stands while pocketing both hands in his pants pocket. The domineering aura was felt around the man's body, perhaps even more sinister than that of Nay— Uncle Bobi.

"Don't try to hide anything from your father, Nay. Or you know the consequences." In an arrogant style, Om Andra left his daughter who was still pecking on the spot. Cold sweat poured down all over Naya's body. The end of the blezer that had been squeezed strong, was so wet so nervous.

Huuh! it's all because of brother. Just watch out you got me a punishment from Papa. I'll make a proposal to kill you!

After being satisfied with the monologue in his heart from being annoyed, Naya rushed towards the room immediately. He wants to wash his body with warm water to give peace after being depressed.

***

The mentor greeted me gently. The curtain that was not closed perfectly woke Sally up from the light. The girl blinked for a moment, then slowly got up and sat down for a moment.

Pregnant women replace washing their face and drying with a tissue. He was frustrated.

I threw up this time, it was weird. My schedule is about to give birth.

Not dizzy, Sally immediately rushed out when she heard the knock on the door. He looked at Dion with a welcoming handsome face.

"Breakfast, brother," said Dion followed the arch of a smile.

"What a fire?"

Dion watched himself from the ground up, proudly tidying up the hem he was wearing. "You want to date me."

Sally gawking. Just this time heard words that were considered horror by her if it came out of Dion's mouth.

"Sister!" call him.

"Eh, i-yes."

"Why bengong? Mami and Papi at the dinner table. I'm here to pick up Brother, help you get down the stairs."

"Your words that made Big Brother suddenly dumbfounded, Di."

Dion frowning. "Why?"

Sally closed the door and walked slowly towards the stairs. "When have you been dating, Di?"

Dion doesn't understand. He's still thinking.

"Dion!" sally jolted at that time because she could not get an answer.

"Eh, that, anu. Actually I'm not dating, it was just a fad answer carelessly, Brother. I don't know if my brother believes it. So serious."

Sally stopped her steps and Dion followed while holding her hand up the stairs. Since Zean's departure, Sally has been difficult to joke with. In fact, he was never that serious with his sister. Of course Dion felt strange and unfamiliar.

"No longer can you joke since your sister-in-law left" said Sally with a face down.

Quickly Dion turned his attention so as not to make Sally remember Zean more and more.

"No pa-pa, really. No need to be confused. Brother's getting used to it without her."

Dion tried to forcefully smile. His heart was also sad when he saw Sally who continued to pretend to be strong. In fact, it was still often the young man saw if Sally often daydreamed on the balcony of the room. And it was seen from below when Dion came home from school.

"Patience, yes, Brother. Come on, eat first."

The two brothers continued their way to the dining table that had been there, Mr. Tomi and Ms. Anna since. Their parents smiled to welcome their two children who did not feel grown up.

"Your husband, Sa." One glass of pregnant milk is offered by Ms. Anna.

But Sally nodded. "Jahe warm with honey only, Mi. I'm nauseous."

Retracting the glass again, Ms. Anna immediately asked Bi Mur to make a drink for Sally while pouring food as her daughter requested. Mr. Tomi was in pain to see Sally's condition. That pitiful aura successfully snatched away the princess's cheerfulness.

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