LEILA'S DREAM: Three Possibilities

CHAPTER 37: KILKAST VILLAGE (4)

Because it felt better Leila came out and saw if the orphanage children gathered were telling each other, besides Ias beside her.

"Didn't you want to join?" leila asked, looking down on realizing the height of the two of them. Ias who was only as tall as his chest.

"Does my sister have a good story?" I asked back and looked back at Leila.

"... Maybe some." Think of some plan stories he would like to write in the future.

"Tell me!"

"No, thank you. Ahh, my body still feels weak." With a voice that Leila made weak did not forget to play acting massaging her shoulders like she had just lifted a heavy weight.

A quick Ias encouraged Leila to go inside again and told her to get some rest.

"Come on, I need oxygen too."

Leila didn't want to go back inside. He spent his holidays in the room. He was already bored in the mansion and this was a great opportunity to see the outside world he had never explored.

"Oxygen?"

You fool Leila, "You know, something we breathe everyday." Because Ias probably understood the term he just mentioned.

"So, it's called." Ias stopped pushing Leila and started thinking about the new word he first heard.

"Yes, the other name is O2 or dioxide." Seeing Ias cleared his throat with a hard-thinking expression made Leila say, "I guess you're pretending to understand now."

"No!" Ias looked at Leila's shock and denied it with a look he made creepy, but in Leila's eyes even fell adorable.

"Then what is a periodic element?" Finding her silence made Leila allude to a dismissive smile, "Kan, you don't know."

"You're a man, huh?!" Ias pointed out not accept.

"Hey! The boy! I obviously have a chest! Where can I be a man!" Leila pointed at her chest which was a small size for women.

"There's a man with a big chest!"

Leila felt disbelief if the character of Ias during his childhood was like this. He's too silly.

"You don't think women can learn what?!"

"Stying it is only men who are educated. Women don't."

"Except me." Appoint himself with pride.

"It seems a lie, obviously" muttered Ias who felt ridiculous with Leila's level of confidence.

"I heard ya!"

"Good then."

"Whose child are you?! huh! You're the priest candidate where your manners are!"

"Who would like to be a priest! It's a boring job!" Ias snapped back because he imagined a job that should be bound by this rule.

"You want to be my sister, don't you?! Observe what your sister says!"

"Then take me away!"

"Huh?! You're talking slogans again, aren't you?" Leila who was already anxious pinched Ias cheek and occasionally played because she was upset with the attitude of Ias who did not believe his words at all.

"Ugh~ Brother, atit... ." The other words started to sound vague and Leila did not care. She's a woman. A woman from birth and where she is located looks like a man.

"You deserve it, boy." Release pinch.

"Ugh, Brother... ."

Look at the reddened marks with her slightly swollen cheeks. Okay Leila, like too much and finally stroked Ias' head while apologizing. After all, he also did not expect that when I was a child Ias would be this bad. Though in the depiction of characters that he made Ias very mature.

What Leila forgot was that the one in front of her was Ias. A street kid who just got into an orphanage. How could Leila hope for more.

"Ahh, it's my fault I was expecting more" Leila said involuntarily.

"What does Brother expect?" Gerrutu Ias stroked both of his reddened cheeks.

Leila glanced at Ias disinterestedly, "Little children needn't know."

"Come, what? I'm curious, Brother."

"Would this be the story?"

"Eh! So then! So!"

Distraction, success.

Leila took a seat and with Ias sat beside her. This child happily waited for the story of what Leila would bring.

"What about Blue Felix's book, will you?"

"BLUE FELIX! WANTS TO! WANT TO!" Look how excited I am he was to name the questioner.

That kid scares me a little.

"I've only heard glimpses of 'The Lantern and the Light'."

Come to think of it how many years ago, huh? twenty years ago maybe?

"You want that one?"

Leila did not quite clearly remember what she wrote completely in the story. There was a lot he had written and so many plans as well that he had already put together.

"Yes!"

Gaining that energetic approval, Leila took a breath and began telling the beginning of a story she still remembered.

"It's about the story of how a child wants to hug the moon. He continued to arrange the stone to towering, but in the middle of the process of work he only realized to be aware of the fact he was not alone. He was not the only one who wanted to embrace the moon.

The fact is that he is only the son of a low-income farm worker with such a grievous destiny.

Even if he tries people always say that his destiny must not be much different from that of his parents."

Leila stared at Kilkast Village which was so quiet with its citizens farming with Ias sitting next to her. Memories in her past of how Leila who was always scorned and said which people like her might be able to succeed with red hair against her like a fire where she was nicknamed a witch. Witches should end up being burned. That was a story hundreds of years ago. Not suitable for people living in modern times.

"The boy named Haris rejected the line of fate that people say. Even if he had to fall again and again Haris would not back down. Haris will rise to how fate gave him the first ordeal of how a food crisis in the dry season hit the village where he lives. How they started selling one thing at a time what they had."

Leila glanced at Ias who how he did not make clear the background of the nickname he would look up to in the future. After all it only tells a glimpse if the destiny of Ias is only an orphan who devoted his life to becoming a priest and maybe also because of his tenacity he got a blessing.

How lucky this guy is.

And Leila hates people who are too lucky for her life.

"Haris thinks this is unnatural because the dry season shouldn't come so fast. It seems like every misfortune everyone faces must be everyone hopes and prays. But, just hope it won't be easy as soon as it's accomplished.

'This is not the end.'

The voice Haris made himself continued to echo in everyone's mind. Every problem has a solution. Even in this long dry season there must be."

Ias listened carefully. Staring at the twinkle of how Leila was telling the story as if reading the book now.

Actually Ias was already suspicious if Leila was not an ordinary person. Just look at how much money he has.

Could it be that he was the runaway noble's son?

Maybe he ran away because of his parents' compulsion to get married?

Could be.

Because the rampage in Ias' mind made the boy not focus on listening to the story Leila brought.

"So, the reason why the title is 'Lentera and Light' is the Hope that Haris continues to champion to quickly materialize." Leila turned her head and got an indistinct grunt Ias kept muttering.

"Oi! You listening?"

Somehow Leila was very upset after telling a long story Ias did not even listen to her.

"... Listen to me."

Hearing her old answer with a calculating gaze Leila felt no, "Hahh... Already—"

"AGAIN!"

What was unexpected was how the orphanage children turned out to be gathered all near the two of them. Though Leila was sure if they were just the two and now it is increasing in number.

"Tell me another story!" jasper shouted that was holding Aria's hand to sit nearby.

"W-how ya?"

Like Ias ever did. They gave a pleading look and once again Leila was devastated.

"Bright... All right, what about Blue Felix's other work?"

In the end Leila recounted her recently published book. It's called 'White Night'.

"That's Mr Felix's work?" tanya Aria who often heard the name of the author.

"This is his latest work."

Different from other orphanage children. Ias was wrestling with his mind. There are many possibilities about Leila's identity that make her more curious.

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