LEILA'S DREAM: Three Possibilities

CHAPTER 9: NEW PLACE

Leila with a deathly pale face still did not expect now to be standing in the new room that she would occupy somehow for a long time. The interior design is simple, but better than the one in the cottage and also the spacious garden is clearly displayed from behind the window.

"Why is it like this?"

Leila who was still limp decided to sleep trapped on a bed that was more soft than hers. The thing he remembered was nurturing the twins away from that attached grandmother. Gave a wonderful time as a child and ended up here all of a sudden.

Remind her how she explained to Ryuu later.

The echoing knock made him quickly wake up and open the door of his new room.

"Yes? Can I help you?" He asked who was still lethargic for all this sudden happening.

"Ahh, you're Young Master's nanny, right? I am the butler of this mansion, Harry Priamos."

The man who was gray hair and had a lot of wrinkles introduced himself kindly and vice versa, Leila also introduced herself. The man Leila called Harry explained what he was going to do here and what restrictions he was not allowed to do.

"The forbidden territory in this mansion is in the western part. Just across the field from the wild horse training ground, there was an abandoned empty building. Duke forbid anyone to come near."

Leila who was not a typical curious person nodded in understanding that she would not approach the old building. All he had in mind was meeting a figure like a Dutch noni-noni who there was—upgrade-tan from Miss K in terms of her clothes anyway come to think of it.

The first day he went on was when he wanted to rest after being forcefully brought by a Duke whom he did not know. As he remembered he did not make the past have a father from a noble family or himself who forgot. How long has he lived in this world. Leila hadn't counted for a long time.

"Leila...." Her name that was called out plainly made the woman mentioned by name must undo her intention to close her eyes.

After a brief conversation with Harry, Leila prepared to go to bed. But, who would have thought that voice he had memorized so much was heard tonight.

The view circulated the entire room and found no one until his slowly drawn blanket could be felt.

"Ugh, who?"

It was a really exhausting day and he wanted to get some rest. After all meeting a noble made his mental immediately shrivelled and depressed earlier.

How not to try?!

The noble man whom he did not know his name kept looking at him and made him uncomfortable.

"Leila, story. The story before going to bed" exclaimed the red-headed little one who was on the edge of Leila's very high mattress.

It is worth not being seen.

Leila finally woke up and saw that there was only Arden here.

"Hmm, Arden? Why did you get here? It's at the end of the mansion you know, and it's dark in here. How did you get here?" Leila's grouse that Arden couldn't understand very well.

"News before bed, Leiiilaaaa~"

"OK, Okay."

Leila lifted Arden to sleep beside him. Pull the blanket up to wrap the child's body. The palm of his hand that was above Arden's stomach slowly patted something of a rhythm.

"... Arden wants what story?" Asked Leila who was initially silent for a moment.

Arden turned around and looked at the azure blue netra owner who looked like that. His brown mane was like the color of a tree behind a hut. Leila will always remind her of where to go home.

"Whatever."

Leila covered her evaporating mouth and looked at Arden who was still fresh in front of her. Leila decided to tell the story of the rabbit and turtle that used to exist in her world. There was no way he would tell the story of Snow White. However, he can tell the story that there is an element of his adult.

"And... The green turtle... Until the finish line. Defeat the arrogant rabbit...."

Leila tells him that the woman has left Arden who is still awake in her daydream.

Arden's tiny hand reached for a brown mane like the color of the trunk of a hyperion tree. Swiping it, which made her able to feel how soft the mane of the woman who had been taking care of herself and her siblings for the past few months was.

"Umm, Leila," said Arden anxiously and drowned his face in the arms of Leila who was drowning in her daydream.

"It was like a mother's embrace" said Arden who slowly followed Leila who was immersed in her dreamland.

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Leila could hear the typical voice of the little boy calling himself Leila. He saw how he used to be a child was cool to tell in the lap of the woman who was old.

The owner of the gray-white mane smiled at the babbling of his first grandchild.

Was I that small?

Leila saw how the heartwarming and giving the impression of peerless comfort responded to the babbling of her grandson.

"Will grandma eat biscuits?"

"Can! But only two, yes. Leila loves biscuits."

Seeing the flashbacks of her memories made Leila feel nostalgic. Living in safety and comfort. Who wouldn't want to live like that.

Little Leila who had a deep red mane with azure blue netra, like the clear sky when she was present in this world. A man in his mid-twenties stared at his daughter with her mother.

Daddy?!

The man who had the same physical features seemed to be smiling at the interaction he had with his mother. With the arrival of a woman who had a pitch black mane came to bring the food that little Leila liked and jasmine tea that was always drunk by Leila's grandmother.

"Leila wants to, too, Grandma! Leila can try?"

Understanding what her granddaughter meant she gave her cup to little Leila try.

"Ughh! Wew! Bittersweet."

"Little children can drink milk. Don't tea" the family head exclaimed and laughed at Leila's expression.

"Granddaughter is the best," little Leila grunts ate her biscuits immediately to relieve the bitter taste that still lingered on her tongue.

A small family that looks happy.

"Grandma, do you know Grandma? The brother came again, playing with Leila. Leila seneng. Sister is also very handsome," Leila said on the side of eating her biscuits.

His mother who heard that was curious about the figure of the older sister Leila was referring to and began to ask, "Whose sister is Leila?"

"That's a loh whose hair's grandma's cake. It's this long" little Leila said, showing how long the hair of the person she was referring to was. "Keep, go on, put on a robe. His eyes are golden, like the one you wear around that neck." Pointing to the necklace that her mother had been wearing all this time.

"Well, that brother diem keeps Leila selp. So, Leila pulled her hair. The sprain from the didiemin continues, hmph!" Blow both of his cheeks at the end of the sentence.

Seeing Leila's expression made the grandmother unable to contain her astonishment. This grandson has the courage from where to pull the hair of the figure.

"But yes, Big Brother doesn't like it when Leila calls 'Sister'," muttered Leila sadly.

"Why not like it?" Ask the father who is now starting to be curious because as you recall there is no young person who has white hair in this village.

"Like to be called Sir. But Leila likes Brother. She is also beautiful in retrospect. What else is there to smile. Mother's cake smiles." Looking at the mother with sparkling eyes.

The grandmother stroked the pitch-red mane feelingly and said, "Master, why did you think when Leila came?"

Hearing Leila's grandmother's response, she said, "Master likes to be quiet. Leila hates being disfigured. So, after Leila pulled her hair we played a chase. You can't catch Leila, hahaha. Leila won, yeahhhhhh!!!" Both of his little hands were cheering happily. Pointing a wide smile with his incomplete teeth.

Hearing that the grandmother could not help laughing so did her parents. If both of her parents initially thought that Leila was playing with ghosts. Unlike the grandmother who knew clearly ready that Leila meant.

"Next time that Leila meets again. Have to apologize to sir."

"okay!"

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Leila fit small dare pull hair tuh figure 😭😂

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