Merely Winnowing
Who Am I Actually?

"Luna!" call Devano as he looks at the pensive Luna while looking at the figure of Dea walking into the staff room.

"Oh Devano's. Are you here?"

"Yes, this is aromatherapy oil."

"Thank you."

"What's the matter, honey? Does it hurt again?"

"It's okay."

A waiter came closer to them, both of them then ordered the food on the menu given by the waiter.

"Excuse me, has Dea worked here for a long time?" luna asked the food court waiter who was recording her order.

"Oh Dea's. He's been working here a long time. Since graduating high school, and she is currently taking afternoon college."

"Oh yes, thank you very much."

The waiter then entered the kitchen, while Devano looked at Luna who was still pensive.

"Luna, who are you asking the waiter? The dea? Who is it, Dea?"

"Oh before you came there was a servant named Dea. He said if he lived in a parlor near the station."

"Why indeed? Aren't many children or adults living in the parlors because of their condition, Luna."

"Yes, I know. But that's not the case, Devano. The orphanage where Dea lived was an orphanage that Mama used to visit."

"What's? Your mom used to visit that orphanage?"

"Yes Devano. There's actually a secret, emh..."

"Consecrated? What secret is Luna?"

"Emh like this Devano, actually my brother Arka often called me as a child's collector."

BRACKET

"really? I'll rip his mouth apart!"

"Devanoooo don't get mad like that because that's not the most important thing I want to talk about, but from Arka's call to me. He couldn't have said that if he didn't know something about me."

"So you think you're an adopted son?"

Luna seemed to frown while exhaling her long breath. "Come on, I confused Devano."

"Do I need to kiss first so you don't get confused?" devano said grimacingly.

"I'm being serious Devanooo..."

"I'm serious too, dear Luna. Have you never read a journal or research experts if kissing and hugging can relieve stress."

"But this is in a public place, Devano."

"Sedikiiiittt..."

"Gosh my god."

"Please."

"Alright, but on the cheek."

"Ready dear."

CUPPP

"Basic pervert," grumbled Luna.

"That's weird but Neng Luna likes it, ecieee cieee, right?" devano said as he played his eyes.

Luna smiled too. "Luna, I just kissed you on the cheek, but it looks like your stress levels have gone down. Look, even your smile is so sweet. Sweeter than chery's milk."

"Susu chery, what is it?"

Luna nodded as well. "Then kiss again... "

"Devanoooo!!!"

"Yes, yes, my God is so stingy."

"You want to hear my story? I'm not done yet Devano!"

"Jeez, I'm sorry Luna. Quickly continue your story. Then you suspect you're a foster child?"

"That's it, because all my siblings and neighbors told me I was Mama's biological child. I've even seen a picture of Mama while she was pregnant. It's really confusing, like two different sides and it's hard to put together in the same perception."

"You're right Luna. There's no way Arka would say such an indiscriminate right if it wasn't about a truth."

"Yes, you're right."

"But, the photos of your Mama's pregnancy and the narration of your siblings and neighbors can also be evidence that you are your mother's biological daughter."

"Then what about that orphanage, Devano?"

Devano then exhaled his long breath. "Luna, there are two possibilities."

"What?"

"First likely, you are your Mama's biological child, while your mother went to the orphanage just to make a donation. And the second possibility, it's actually scary, but what if it turns out you're really not your mother's biological child, while your real mother's son is in the orphanage. Maybe your mom had a reason to send her daughter to the orphanage. For example, the biological daughter of your parents has a certain disease, while your parents don't have enough financial ability to take her for treatment."

"But Devano, if you put your real daughter in a home, why would she prefer to take care of me? Then who am I, Devano?"

"If that's the reason I don't know, Luna."

"So, does that mean I'm really a foster child?"

"Luna, please don't say that. Don't mind my words, it's just my wild thoughts" Devano said, chuckling.

"No, maybe what you said was true Devano."

"Luna dear, don't think too much."

"Butiii..."

Devano then grabbed Luna's face with both hands. "Look at my eyes, I promise. I promise you to help you find out about all this. I'll find out the reason why your mama goes to the parlour so often and the reason why Arka often calls you a collect."

Devano stared at Luna's brown-eyed bead with such a deep gaze. "You believe me, don't you? I'll help you figure it out."

"Yes, I trust you, Devano."

"Excuse me, here's the order."

The voice of a waiter delivering food shocked them.

"Oh yes" replied Devano and Luna.

"We eat first, after that I will accompany you shopping."

"Shopping? What is Devano shopping? I don't want to buy anything yet."

"But you have to buy it, Luna!"

"Bought what?"

"The lingerie..."

"What???"

"Yeah, lingerie. Every day you have to wear Luna's lingerie..."

"Dasarrr beseummm!!"

"I'm not messumm, I just want to see the chewy sussu, smooth pahha, and chery fruit that ranum Lunaaaa...."

"DIVANOOOO!"

PLAQUES