ELEGI LOVE YUKI

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"grandmother"

I held her hand when lunch was over.

I know he's still very angry with my attitude.

"I was wrong, I promise I won't repeat it again"

I said seduce, directly blocking his way like a docile cat I pulled my two ears before him.

Grandma just looked at me, her heart immediately melted when she saw my behavior, but she did not show.

"She. come on, I'm sorry ya, well, gini aja deh as punishment, I play a song for grandma ya"

yanky, renggku,

as I reached his feet into the living room, I sat him down first,

then I approached the piano table.

Ma's nanny, Haga and Cakra, who were surprised to see my behavior could not believe that I managed to seduce Grandma.

They also seemed to follow, as a spectator who would enjoy my game.

The clang of the piano instantly sounded beautiful as my fingers pressed the black and white keys.

As if time had stopped. Everyone enjoyed my game.

My game suddenly came to a halt, when a sense of pain spread in my hands.

Why my hands hurt so much yes, the burn scars have not recovered properly, but yesterday I played nothing, this time too enthusiastic and energetic so it hurts.

My eyes looked at my hands that were burned. I tried to move, but it still felt painful.

When the game stopped, everyone seemed worried, especially knowing the cause of my game stop was a wound in my hand.

I tried to play back, but still stopped, again painful in my hands.

"Sorry Nek, the punishment will continue next time"

I said, running away from them.

Don't tell me he won't be able to play the piano again. Hag..

His face turned very worried.

. . . .

I immediately scattered all my thoughts.

As if hearing screams.. My eyes were empty, as if clinging to my body.

What is this cause? I myself don't know..

"Miss"

sounding, scattering all my thoughts.

I just still look at him. Quiescent.

"You're okay, need me to call the doctor to see the condition of your hand"

said Babysitter Ma who was already in my room, who saw me sitting leaning on the bed.

"No Babysitter Ma, I'm fine. It's just that while playing the song earlier, I remembered the parlor"

I looked down, and my voice weakened.

"I've said it over and over again, please get used to it, throw away all old habits Miss"

stop for a moment still looking at me who was sad.

"We're here, Miss New Family, and believe me, we all love Miss very much"

without hearing the answer,

Ma's nanny left my room.

Even Aida was envious, she hoped to get a family to adopt her...

A rich and beautiful family.

Not everyone is as lucky as I am. I should be thankful and thanking God.

Especially with my condition, a child born without clarity.

My Lady of the Heart just dumped me, there was no remorse or responsibility, instead she committed suicide.

While Dad? Huh.where is he?

It's life or death, I just don't know..

. . . .

After dinner, I went straight into the room, not wanting to do anything.

In his room,

Haga and Cakra, both of them pensively pensive, as if there was something they were thinking about...

. . . .

Morning's approaching.

Haga has gone to the office.

I had an idea to get my harmonica.

No way you can take it to the office.

Secretly, unbeknownst to anyone, I went into Sister Aga's room.

Whatisthis? Is this really the room of a guy, very neatly different from the room of the shrimp head that is messy like a broken ship.

But how strange yes, how my feathers stand up anyway, although neatly arranged,

I don't know why I feel like this room is so cold and damp.

The dark room, as if representing the figure of her cold and not much to say.

I walk towards his closet.

Iopen.

My eyes were startled again, all the clothes, all the shirts, all the sweaters, all the shirts, all the equipment he had were black.

I'll close the closet.

My eyes turned on the painting board, there were some finished painting and painting boards covered in black cloth.

Whose painting is it? Brother Aga can paint too..??

. . . .

...Seriate...

Hello all I'm Aleena ,

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