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Brother or.. A boyfriend?!

When I turned around and walked away from Nila, I suddenly heard her say.

"Where are you going now? Back up my mango tree again, huh?!"

My steps suddenly faltered.

'Then I know.' I muttered without a sound.

While I was still silent where I was standing, I heard the sound of Nila's footsteps approaching.

"If I want, I can just report you to the Police Officer!" Threaten Nila suddenly.

"..on what basis?" Ask me slowly.

"Tress passing it! You are as good as living in a tree that belongs to someone without asking permission to the one that owns the tree!" Threatening Nila sounds ridiculous.

Inevitably I turned to face her and gave her a wry smile.

'Not playing this princess of ours, La. she really looks a lot like you.' my heart continued to comment.

"Indeed, sleeping on a tree belonging to someone else can be charged with the article yes?" Ask me to be literate.

"Yes can do it! I can just say that you want to steal my mangoes!" Nila sounds convincing.

"Yahaha!! Tilapia.. Nila... It is now your tree is again fruitful huh?" Ask me back.

And I immediately wanted to go back to laughing at my daughter, as she directly dyed towards her mango tree.

I don't have to do that anyway. Because every night I sleep in Aana. So I know very well that when the mango tree is not yet fruitful!

'Haha!' my laughter in my heart.

"Mh... If so, I'll just say that you also want to follow the thief into my house!" Indigo further accused.

"B.ck.ck.. Tilapia.. Tilapia. You forgot huh? Didn't you tell the police that I'm your friend? So now you want to report me as a thief too? Isn't that fake report her name? Think carefully, Nile. Don't be careless about reporting people! Wrong later even you get the sap," I advise Nila.

Nila looked angry at my advice. With a quick movement, Nila directly punched my stomach quite hard..

"Ouch!" I complained of pain. Because Nila's fist hit the cut on my stomach.

"Your train!" Dumel Nila's.

"What's this, Ma'am, Mom? Why haven't you been to the hospital?" Ask the policeman who was about to catch me.

Nila and I looked at the Police. Not far behind, the two thieves were handcuffed and are now in the custody of two other police officers. Meanwhile, another policeman rushed to the patrol car to open the car door.

"Eh, it's okay, sir!" My leg is short.

"This, Sir! My friend insists on not going to the hospital!" Nila complains.

I can't believe it. Be that as it may, I instantly shut up and gave Nila a fierce look.

"Gee. Don't do it, Mas. It is better, said the mother. Quickly go to the hospital. Later tomorrow morning please go to the police station to give information," said the Police Officer.

Feeling unwell to argue with the security guard, I finally nodded with a stiff gesture.

"Good, Sir!" Answer me assent.

After that, Nila pulled my hand back towards her car. This time I followed him without a fight.

...

On the way to the hospital, Nila interrogated me all sorts of things.

"Since when have you been on top of my mango tree? Is it okay since Mama got out of the hospital you like to stay there? What house do you not have?" Tanya Nila.

At first glance, our views collide. And I took my eyes to the side. I didn't answer that question. But Nila seemed to know the answer to her question from my indifference earlier.

"Hey! Don't tell me you don't really have a house?!" Ask Nila repeatedly.

"Geez! You are really weird! Stay on a tree?! Could-cannya. " muttered Nila with a very slow voice.

After a long pause of silence, Nila spoke again.

"Who are you, hey? Suddenly you showed up at my house. And you seem to know a lot about my family. You are also very attentive to my mother. Don't tell me you're that.."

My heart beat fast while waiting for the continuation of Nila's speech.

"Don't tell me that you are... Gi golo's Mama?!" Guess Nila with origin.

Pork!

My head really hit the side window of the car quite tight.

I can't stop thinking, how could such thoughts cross my daughter's head?!

I gave Nila a look of annoyance.

"Yes?! You really are Mama's golo gi?!" Guess Nila repeated.

"No! Don't talk about your mom, Nile! He's where there's got gi golo! Laila is a faithful wife. So he couldn't have thought of having a gi golo!" Omel I'm upset.

It's a pity that I've seen a look of disbelief on Nila's face.

"Keep you who's Mama, dong? Don't tell me you..."

Again Nila wanted to convey her guess about my relationship with Laila. I don't want to be back ambushed by nervous feelings. Worry if he guesses right this time. And will he believe his guess.

'Will Nila be as unbelieving as Mark, if I tell her I'm Erlan, Papa the real one?' my mind asks for itself.

"Don't tell me that you are... Mom's son outside of his first marriage!" Guess Nila missed again.

Pork!

Again my head hit the side window of the car.

'Not playing, La.. Nila this is really a copy of you really?! The way he thinks is out of the box is like you, Yang!' I commented in silence.

"I'm not your Mama's son, Nile! Mark didn't tell you who I was?" Ask me back with a grouchy look.

Nila may think that I am Laila's child. Hasn't she seen my and Mama's interactions over the past few days? Well, even though in plain sight, indeed my young appearance can also be considered the same age as his (Nila).

"Oh.. about you is my Papa Erlan?" Nila with alia shriveled.

Deg. Deg.

My heart was pounding again.

'It turns out Mark told Nial about me!' my inner gimam.

"..yes.." I said briefly.

I look forward to Nila's following with a feeling of expectant anxiety.

"Hmm.. is it as good as I take you to a psychologist as well huh? Like her your brain needs to be treated as well," commented Nila suddenly.

"?!!" I was silent.

A fierce look returned to the woman beside me.

"You? my birth papa? Duh, that's impossible! Kids can see that we're the same age! There is, you still might like to be said as my sister or boyfriend.ku.." great-granddaughter Nila at the end of her sentence.

Instantly, the atmosphere in the car became awkward.

I don't know why I don't feel comfortable with the direction of our conversation right now.

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