
There are a lot of questions in my head about why I was in this place.
Suddenly there was a sound of a broken object, spontaneously I immediately looked towards the source of the sound. What I saw was a girl wearing a maid outfit or maid in front of the bedroom door.
He looked so surprised when he saw me, I don't know why he was so surprised like that to drop a teapot and a cup filled with tea, then I asked him "what's wrong?" Instead of answering my question, he ran away from the broken teapot and cup.
What's wrong with her? Like I just saw a ghost. Is my face that scary?
I also read in the mirror.
I don't think so, my face is still as handsome as before. No change at all, then why did he run away immediately after seeing me? The strange waiter.
I closed (grasped) my right hand and instantly the fire went out. I approached a small table with a small figure containing a photo, I took it and took a closer look at the photo.
Whatisthis? Family photo?
The photo shows an adult man, an adult woman next to him, a 6-year-old girl, and an 8-year-old boy. The two children were in front of both an adult man and an adult woman. The 8-year-old looks similar to Arata. All of them in the photo have the same silvery-white hair as each other, while the other eyes are blue, only Arata has golden-yellow eyes.
What is it me huh? No, more precisely the person who had this body before me huh.
Shortly after, came a middle-aged woman who ran with irregular breath in front of the room door. From his face he looked very moved, he passed through some of the broken glass carefully and headed towards me.
"who is this woman? Is she a mother?" I asked in my heart and looked at the photo and saw it again and identified the face of the two, although I was less sure but she was similar to the woman in this photo.
The middle-aged woman immediately hugged me while crying happily like a parent who had not seen her child for a very long time.
"Arata, Arata, Arata, you finally came to your senses as well. I've been missing you for a long time, Arata" she said, crying happily.
"Mother?" My word in my heart.
There came a middle-aged man in front of the door, this man also had the same expression as this middle-aged woman when he had just seen me.
"Who else is this uncle? Is he a father?" I asked in my heart again and looked at the photo and saw it again and identified the face of the two, although I was less sure but he was similar to the man in this photo.
She ignored the broken glass and walked straight to me and hugged me too.
This taste? I feel like I've felt it before.
Arata recalled the memories of the past in the previous world, he felt this incident was the same as when he was embraced by his two earthly parents.
The curious me asked them plainly "who are you?" Instantly the two of them were dumbfounded and released his embrace slowly.
Are they his parents, right? If true, the two of them are also my parents now but why don't I have any memories of the two of them? According to my knowledge from the previous world, if someone is reincarnated into a body whose age is not a newborn there will usually be memories that overlap with memories in the previous world but at the moment I really do not remember who the two of them are, even remember a little not. Whatdoes thatmean?
"An average, you're not kidding, are you?" Said the middle-aged woman who did not believe my words.
"Average!" Call the middle-aged man with a look of hope on his face.
"Seriously, I don't know who you two are."
The middle-aged man looked briefly at his wife then saw Arata again. His face looked disappointed but he still tried to accept his circumstances.
"Oh yeah, we're your parents, Arata"
"Old man?"
"Yes, I am your mother and she is your father, Arata. Look at that figura you're holding!" said the middle-aged woman.
I followed his orders to see him again, he also pointed out that the man in the photo is my father and that woman is my mother then the little boy is Arata and the girl in front of you is your sister.
"He's your father, he's your mother, this is you and he's your sister, Arata"
Ehhh, what a surprise. I also have a sister in the world. What is his face like? I can't wait to see it but it's suddenly happening, maybe I need a minute to think about it.
"Dad and mom, you can go out first. I need time for this" I politely sent them away.
The two of them left me, before closing the door the middle-aged woman said sadly "if there's anything, just call mom, Arata"
"Yes" replied Arata and they both closed the door.
The two of them chatted as they walked leaving Arata alone in his room.
"Are you sure he's our son, baby? He can use magic, you say?" Ask the middle-aged man to his wife.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure that he's Arata Mavzio, our son. Maybe it's true that he doesn't remember anything, after all he disappeared without news for 7 months. After he came back, he didn't remember anything, even suddenly now he can use magic. I think it's only natural that there's third-party interference, dear" the middle-aged woman replied to her husband.
"Oh so yes your view towards him at this moment"
"Do you really doubt our own children? Not that it's great that now he can use magic." Ask the middle-aged woman to her husband.
"No, it's not that. It's just that I feel something's wrong with her." Answer the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged woman sighed heavily because she did not believe that her husband did not trust her own child.
"Huh! Then we'll just call him to check if he's really our son, Arata or just similar. I'm pretty sure that he's Arata our son"
In that room.
I jumped into the bed and lay on my stomach, I still did not understand the situation. Suddenly in the cave and then became an adventurer, just finished one mission to instantly move reincarnated again into a child of the rich, but I am less sure that I have reincarnated again deh. Isn't that weird? Is there nothing like the sound of the world for example that could explain my current state. Why is the change so fast?
Suddenly a voice came from inside my head.
"Humans are never grateful, ngoceh-ngoceh wants to get out of the cave already obnoxious, ngoceh-ngoceh wants to be a rich noble child also been obnoxious but now still complains. Fucking man!"
"Who? not that I was complaining, but just confused. Can't you explain briefly, densely and clearly about my current situation?" I asked in my heart.
"Seriously?... Hallo?... The moshi-moshi? Is there anyone inside?... Please answer? I still don't understand!" But still there is no answer.
A few moments have passed.
Suddenly 3 knocking sounds came from the door.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
"Can I come in?" Said someone man.
"Please" replied Arata who was still lying on his stomach.
Enter an old man who was about 60 years old and two people who claimed to be my parents earlier, for some reason I feel this old man is some kind of doctor in this world. He approached me and sat down near me.
"Are you Arata?"
"Yes, I am Arata. Whose grandfather?" I said.
"It's true that you don't remember anything, not even me." he touched my right hand, he felt my Novra energy.
The Novra energy of each person if felt will feel different, each other will never be the same, as can the different human traits. Even if you imitate his behavior, there will definitely be a difference even if only a little.
"Can you lie down?" Tell the grandpa.
"Yes." I followed his words to lie down.
He touched my chest and then he felt something in my chest and then he touched my forehead, he kind of pulled out something when he touched my forehead so I felt surprised. I spontaneously removed her hand from my forehead because it felt like it was electrocuted.
The old man seen from his face now he was very sure.
"Not to worry, I've made sure that he is Arata, your son, just like before, he's not in anyone's control, either, there was no change in his body except that his memories had disappeared. I can guarantee that. The change is not only that, there is one positive side as well that now the power of Novra Arata is a little higher than before, maybe you also already know that now he can use magic." Obviously the grandfather.
"Is it because of someone's interference?" Ask the middle-aged man.
"No, this is purely a natural occurrence. So you guys just calm down." Said the grandfather.
Father and mother Arata see each other, their faces look relieved and happy because the child is now back with them.
"Oh yeah, by the way why doesn't he remember anything?" Ask the middle-aged woman.
"Let's know, Arata's memory loss is a little different from the memory loss I've handled before. So I don't understand but you guys take it easy, I'm pretty sure it's not a life-threatening disease."
"Oh yes, thank goodness!" said the middle-aged woman.
"If it's only this way, I'll go first. There's still a lot of work to do." He stood up and said goodbye and left.
"Thank you, Mr. Garius" said the middle-aged man before Mr. Garius passed through the door.
"Yes, I'll see you later, Arata." He just raised his right hand and left us.
Arata got up and looked at the passing of Lord Garius.
"Who was the old man?" Ask Arata.
"Have you forgotten it too?" Ask Arata's mother.
"Yes" answered Arata briefly.
"All right, I'll explain. Mr. Garius was a doctor, he used to check and heal you when sick. He is someone who is very nice, he wants to come to meet you even though the schedule is very busy. So respect her" replied the middle-aged woman.
"Oh, by the way, whose full name is I?" Ask Arata.
They were both shocked after hearing my words and Dad said "uhh? Your own name you don't remember? Arata"
"No, if my own name is Arata. But what I mean is a surname, I must have a surname, right?" Ask Arata.
"Oh surname yes, our surname is Mavzio. I'm your father, Garvin Mavzio" he turned his hand on the middle-aged woman beside him and continued "then she was your mother, Hestia Mavzio. And you are our first child, Arata Mavzio. We're both your parents"
"Do I admit it? Being the son of a rich man is not bad either." I said in my heart. I decided to admit that they are my parents now.
"Alright, father and mother" I said with a gentle smile.
They both look very happy when they see Arata's smile, Arata's mother immediately hugs Arata and attaches her large chest (H cup) right on Arata's face so that Arata has difficulty breathing.
Although this middle-aged woman is almost 50 years old but her beauty is still in her 20s.
"Anu!"
Arata was thought to reason, no, not reason but this is indeed a must that must be done by every living creature that is to eat.
"What, Arata"
"I'm hungry"
"Oh, right too. You just woke up and still in the mulu room from earlier, definitely not eating. I'm sorry"
"It's okay, the important thing now is I want mak—" before Arata finishes talking to Arata's mother.
"Come on! I've cooked your favorite meal." Arata's mother suddenly pulled Arata's right hand and got off the bed and took him out of the room, while her father followed them from behind casually.
Where will Arata be taken? Is she really Arata's mother? What did the letter in the cave mean? Who wrote it?