Yiana: And Notes About Your Love
Episodes 6.3 - 7.1

Ian's? Want to be Yiana's foster sister? Suddenly, Yiana's hands shook, raising the teacup. "Mama ... said what?"

"Mama wants to make Ian Ma—'s adopted son"

"There are no adopted children or foster siblings in this life, Ma." Yiana directly cut it in one glass jolt. His hands did not hold up the cup for long. "Nothing is."

Yeah, there's not gonna be a sister anymore. Especially the Ian model.

"Why? It's good to have a good brother like Ian."

Ian is better suited to be a husband, not a brother. Yiana thought strangely. "Click, Ma. Ian is not who we are. We have no right to make him part of the family."

"But right, Yiana—"

Thats enough.

"Yes, Ma." Yiana stood up with her tea. "Suddenly remembered the same promise of cement, want to summarize the material for tomorrow."

While Mama just mumbled yes. Of course he reminded Yiana to think about it, which Yiana wanted to get rid of in her memory right now. About the shadow of brother throughout his life, is that deed worth mentioning brother?

"I don't know him, Mom." Woman***** that....

"I really don't know, Mom." She could have said so right in front of Yiana and Mama....

"Heh, who is that? Wear my pull continuously. I'm not a member of your family!"

Barbaric woman! The emotions in Yiana's body were channeled through her way of slamming the door. Closed it. He put a half-filled cup of tea. And the woman in the bee-motivated pajamas stood attached to the door leaf. Because of things to lift Ian into his son, Yiana's chest feels tight. The tears on my cheeks felt real.

"Sorry, Ma." []

Episode 7's

This business card said Mama brought that Ian had remembered all the events. But my mom thought something else. He doesn't remember Ian's condition. The man was amnesiac, unable to remember events from the past. Fortunately Yiana kept this card. At least he's got a weapon to defeat Mama's attack.

Yiana has to take Ian home. Without thinking much, Yiana pressed the phone number listed on the card. Fuck the remaining cell phone battery ten percent. His jaw is somewhat broken, like to die alone. So it doesn't matter if he plays while charging.

Press the green button, a regular vibration appears. Just wait and pray for her to pick up the call from Yiana.

"Hello?" At once Yiana's body was as cool as the wind in the mountains. Put the burden on your shoulders. He got an incoming call.

"Hello?" He's back to sound. "Who is this?"

"A-anu," let Yiana mince words. "Look. I'm the family man that brought Ian home. Um...." The brain selfishly inhibits the search for word order. Come, Yiana. Find the right words. "The patient in the same room is a grandmother."

Long enough he did not reply until a long mutter sounded. "That one, huh? Are you ready for him?"

"His children."

"Ah, I'm Key, Ian's personal assistant. Is he still with you?" He's very polite.... Just like Ian.

"Yes, but can we meet before?" The highlight of Yiana's eyes was created a speck of white light that sharpened her serious aura. "There's something I want to talk about."