Yes I'M Acha

Yes I'M Acha
01. Yes I'm Acha


...H E L O  !👋...


...~ H A P P Y R E A D I N G ~...


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In the novel, 'Blossom'. The female lead is known as a fierce, gluttonous figure, and always be meticulous in a sense, perfectionist. In addition to the female lead, there is also a male lead who is known to be friendly, smiling, and also kind.


The story of the two increasingly feels complete with the differences in nature they have to fill each other's gaps. The story will not taste sweet if there is no antagonist and mediator. Where the role of the antagonist will always ignite emotions.


In addition to looking for problems, the antagonist also likes to seek attention. But somehow, Acha liked the antagonist. Maybe because most of the fantasy story is grooved transmigration, Acha became imaginary as if he became the antagonist and then overhaul the entire plot that has been arranged.


When his eyelids closed and then opened again, a miracle suddenly approached him. Acha wakes up in a very strange place but it seems, Acha knows the place where she is now. Carefully, Acha looked around and stopped at a picture frame.


It seems, Acha recognized who the two people in the photo were. From the supply of his memory, the man who was embracing the woman had characteristics similar to the characteristics he had read. But he read in which book about the characteristics of the two people?


"Greenish eyes with slightly dark brown hair, stern jaw, slightly dark white skin, thick lips cherry red color, tattoo on the arm—wait! The tattoo? What?!"


Acha gulped roughly at his saliva as he got up from his seat and walked towards the study table where the photo was. With slightly trembling hands, Acha grabbed the picture frame and then noticed more clearly about the two humans who were smiling cheerfully from behind the photo paper.


"Gue can't be wrong, he... He's not the main character of Blossom? What's his name, emm si— ah, the Maxime. Keep next to him, si... What's his name? If not wrong, the characteristics of him were ever raised in several chapters but I forget in what chapter."


Unknowingly, Acha snapped her own forehead. "Wake Acha! Your dream is too real, I may mager wake up again." His grumpy while continuing to hit his forehead.


"Enough! My tiny brain can be more shriveled if hit continuously," Racau her while putting the picture frame back above its original place.


Not satisfied with this dream that feels real, Acha went back around a very luxurious and spacious room until her steps stopped when she saw a notebook on the floor.


Without a second thought, Acha sat down on the floor and picked up the book. "This is my dream, it means everything is mine. Sip lah, do not use permits if that." Mumbled Acha while opening the notebook.


On the first page, Acha again saw a photo of two human children who looked happy smiling staring at the camera. "My brother and I" said Acha, reading a piece of writing under the photo.


It says, it says,


...My name is Mildreda Acchariya Dizon and my sister is Maxime Valentino Dizon. I am 10 years old now and my brother is 12 years old, we are only 2 years different, hehe....


...Mild very dear to Brother Maxi! Anyway Brother Max everything for Mil!!...


Unknowingly, Acha pulled both corners of her lips together to form a faint smile. Why is he even envious? Envy because he was born as an only child who was always lonely because he did not have a Brother or Sister.


On the second sheet, the handwriting began to look more neat and beautiful. It, ith,


...Dear, today....


...She had a lover who was her priority, then she forgot about me. I don't want to be forgotten, I want him to keep remembering me. ...


...Him, my brother. Maxime....


Acha frowning confused, when viewed from the year listed, means that Mildreda first wrote when she was 10 years old and then returned to writing at the age of the child of late Junior High. Long enough, this book is idle without writing from a pen.


When he was about to open the next sheet, Acha was made to jerk in surprise when the door to his room opened suddenly. Acha turned her head and frowned at the puzzled look of a middle-aged woman dressed as a servant.


"Good morning, young lady. Now it's time for you to take your medicine" the waiter said as he walked over and helped Acha stand up as if she couldn't walk.


Acha's lips were still tightly locked, and even she remained silent as the servant thrust out a small plate of medicine. The servant's forehead wrinkled a confused omen when his master's son had not yet taken the medicine he offered.


"Miss? Miss, you hear me?"


Acha gasped while smiling awkwardly, "Sorry. I'm too busy daydreaming" said Acha as she scratched her non-itchy nape.


The waiter looked surprised as Acha replied to her words, "God, Miss is finally going to talk again."


Acha's two eyelids twitched, "Huh?"


When mouth bring me to vacuum from activities initialed talking. Strange, Acha's mind was astonished.


"Miss wait a minute, let me call Doctor Lee to come here soon." Said the waiter in a cheerful tone and then ran away who said he wanted to call someone.


After the waiter's departure, Acha was again made to wonder because she felt, this was not a dream. Where maybe the dream feels like it really happened real, even Acha feels this is not a dream. Wait—


"Not dreams? Where am I?!" Acha's shriek reflexes instantly jumped to his feet.


Coinciding also with the waiter who came, the servant's eyes glared in shock when he saw the master's son who was now standing even jumping around indistinctly. "Miss... Since when can Miss walk again?"


Suddenly, Acha's jumping motion stopped and immediately turned to the waiter. "Huh?"


This is why Acha felt like she suddenly became a bego? Acha knows how, his brain is very small and difficult to accommodate something heavy is also troublesome. But he's not just a little stupid.


"Miss, this is truly a miracle of a very special God! You can finally talk back and also be able to walk." The servant said with tears.


"What the hell does that mean? Can talk? I can talk to Anjir! The street? Don't walk, I can!"


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