
Asha continued to blame herself for the death of her beloved Grandmother. If he did not act and could keep the emotions, all this would not happen. Her grandmother would be fine because there was no bad news she would listen to that would make her have a heart attack.
Thinking of this, Asha suddenly recalled an awkwardness. Something that Asha felt awkward, Asha remembered something, Asha remembered a few days ago that she had set her television so that no news was set in her house, it was impossible for her grandmother to see the sloping news about her.
Seeing news about her on a mobile phone is also impossible, because Asha knows that her grandmother is illiterate and can not use a mobile phone. His grandmother could only pick up the call, that was the only thing his grandmother knew about cell phones.
Having found the awkwardness, Asha immediately rose from her bed, Usan was worried about Asha's behavior, Usan was afraid that Asha would do nothing.
"What's wrong?" asked Usan while stroking the hair of the Asha wave. Asha did not reply, but ran straight to her Grandma's room, panicked Usan also ran after Asha from behind.
"Asha!" usan shouted in panic, but he did not try to stop Asha, he just came running after her and made sure that Asha was okay. Usan rubbed his chest in relief as Asha just stopped and went inside her Grandma's room.
"What are you looking for, Asha?" asked Usan but Asha ignored it. Asha is busy with her own business, busy looking for her Grandma's phone.
"Are you looking for this phone?" Usan showed an ordinary cell phone he found lying on the floor with a cracked lcd.
"Give me," Asha and Usan immediately reached out to Asha, Asha received it quickly, then sat on the bedside fiddling with the phone.
But, Usan began to understand what was happening. The heart attack that Granny Dariyah had experienced was a deliberate act by the other party and Usan knew very well who did it.
Asha clenched her hands in wrath as her grudge grew fiercer. Asha calmed down, immersing her face deep. His heart felt more and more pain like being stabbed, I don't know what wrong he did until his stepmother hated him so much.
Why did the middle-aged woman not kill him, not take his life. Why should Mom and now Grandma? Why not just kill himself? Asha really did not know what she should do now. Everyone he loved had left, everyone who gave him a lot of love sincerity had already left him. Leaving him with a deep grudge.
There is no one Asha can make as an excuse to survive. Only a grudge that had been ingrained, was able to make Asha eagerly continue the hard life she lived.
"No need to worry, they are not my opponents. In just a second I could make them dust grains," Usan said intending to calm Asha down.
Hearing Usan's words, Asha raised her face while smiling with a grin. "Our relationship is only limited to sharing the warmth of the bed, I hope you don't interfere in the slightest of my business."
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