Forward a Step Dead

Preparation Before Moving School

In the afternoon I prepared all my school equipment and waited for news from my father when I would start going to school again but before that I was invited by my father to take care of everything needed.

While I was at the dinner table, Dad waved his hand at me. I unconsciously turned to look back, I guess my father did not call me but someone else who was accidentally behind me.

"Behind no one then who did you call. You could've called me." I turned my head.

On the other hand, my father started to grow angry.

"This child is called instead of approaching and even throw away what he wants!" dad grumbling.

I wanted to make sure that dad actually waved his hand at me. So I pointed at myself.

Dad nodded his head as I pointed at myself. Without much cue, I stood up and approached my father because I was afraid he would be angry with me if I did not come. I left the food I was eating.

"I don't think I'm the one you're calling" I said without looking at Dad's face.

I was so afraid of my father that I just looked at him I didn't dare.

I laughed at my attitude.

"Haha. What are you looking for, my Little Boy?" dad teased me.

"I dare not, Father, there is nothing I can hide from Father even a grain of dust sooner or later You will know it too" I replied with an innocent face.

"OK, Sweet Slave. Today I'll take you to go take care of all the necessities you'll use in your new school tomorrow." Reply father.

"Dad I think only need to take care of the uniform problem for others I can take care of it myself later" said I

I purposely said this in order to be free from the observation of the father because the father is a person who is super protective of others.

"That sounds better, don't miss this business." Dad walked.

"Yes Dad, I'm calm I'm not a reckless person doing things." I'm stalking dad.

"You just wait for me in the car and I'll catch up. Remember to stay calm!" said the father with a slight threat.

"Okay" I answered.

I passed from the presence of my father, I immediately sat in the car while in the car there was a new driver that I had just chosen after Uncle Riko died from being late to get a blood supply.

What sad news I got from aunt's lips at that time.

Flashback mode on

That day my aunt failed to tell me that Uncle Riko had passed away. After the arrival of dr. My aunt told me this news.

After that, after dr. Tama said goodbye to me. Auntie came to see me and delivered the sad news.

This news was deliberately kept secret by my father and mother as well as my brother. No one told me that Uncle Riko was gone forever.

My aunt came to see me at about four in the morning, when I just woke up from my nightmare.

"Miss, are you okay? Why do you yell so many times, do you have nightmares Miss?" asked aunt peppered with worry about my situation.

"Not really Bi, maybe Aunt heard it wrong." I dodged.

"You're really okay, Miss? Please tell me the truth about what happened. Miss's shout sounded clear from the outside, don't lie to this old aunt and reot." Aunt kept showing the same thing.

"Men? It's probably just a coincidence, miss, don't think about it!" said aunt while sighing.

"I don't think this is a Aunt's coincidence. I've dreamt of it twice, how can it happen continuously. Isn't that so weird Auntie." I stay true to my argument.

"Hmm, forget it! Miss wants to know something?" haggle aunty while simultaneously shifting the topic.

"What is Bi about?" I asked my aunt back.

"It's about a secret, a big secret that everyone is covering up to Miss. Is Miss interested in listening to him?" aunty said using an expression that made me even more curious about the news brought by the aunt.

"I'm interested this origin has something to do with me and the person Aunt told me about is not a stranger to me" I replied very quickly.

"This has something to do with Miss, the person I am talking about is also not a stranger to Miss. Miss really has no picture of that person!" aunt answered me while making me even more curious about who that person was.

I had absolutely no recollection that Uncle Riko was in the hospital and needed a lot of blood back then.

"Please tell Aunt who Aunt is referring to right now, I really don't know who she is." I whined a little at auntie.

"Yes-yes, auntie will tell Miss everything. As long as Miss promises not to turn on herself." Aunt asked me to promise her.

Aunty's words increasingly make me unbecoming due to curiosity. I really want to know who my aunt is telling me about right now.

"Promise I won't turn on myself Bi." I promised without any hesitation.

"Actually the person that aunt talked about was Uncle Riko. The driver who always takes Miss, may also be one of the people who pay attention to Miss." Auntie told me the person that aunt was talking about.

"Uncle Riko is indeed one of the people who cares about me Bi!" I cried to aunt.

"Auntie's guess is right, Miss knows how she is?" ask the aunt with slightly teary eyes.

"Uncle Riko must have improved Bi, now he is resting at his house. It's Bi." I was just guessing.

To be honest I wasn't ready to hear bad news because my guess Uncle Riko had started to improve and took a few days off and came back here again.

"Yes, Uncle Riko is resting at his house, Miss know where Uncle Riko's house is now?" aunt kept asking me.

" Did Uncle Riko move Bi's house? Can we go to Uncle Riko's house next time?" I asked a aunt a question.

"Right Uncle Riko moved house and Uncle Riko won't wake up from his eternal break. If there's any time aunt will take Miss to her resting place." Aunt started to shed her tears.

"I mean Auntie, Uncle Riko died? Aunt please don't joke." I screamed with teary eyes at this news.

"Right Miss, she left something for Miss to aunt before she left us all." Aunty's tears kept pouring out.

"What did Uncle Riko leave behind?" ask me with tears that I can no longer hold.

"Here, please don't open it now Miss." Auntie pulled something out.

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