Luna Belongs to Young Master Barra

Go home

"Dam ... Jihan??" Adam flicked his hand in front of Jihan's face.

"Yes?" Jihan refocused on Adam sitting in front of her.

"Are you ready to go back now?"

"May I meet them before I return?" pinta Jihan.

"You said yourself that this is an unreal world, for what reason do you ignore their existence." Jihan scrunched her face at Adam's question which seemed to mock her.

"If my request is hard on you, don't."

"It's not okay, just the rules are like that. If you insist on seeing them again, when your time comes to return, it's feared you'll change your mind."

Jihan looked at Adam fixedly, "Adam, why do I feel so familiar with you?" Adam raised both eyebrows it made Jihan more curious. His hand unconsciously raised would touch Adam's face.

"You ready?" adam suddenly made Jihan's hand that almost touched Adam's face float in the air.

"Ready," said Jihan a little upset. Wiz. Jihan grumbled in her heart.

I can hear you, Jihan. That magical voice flashed across Jihan's head.

Jihan gasped shut her mouth. Adam looked at her. Jihan cursed to herself, forgetting that Adam had been a B or a supernatural voice conversing with her through thought.

"Stand." Adam reached out his hand to help Jihan stand up from the bed.

"Where are we going?" jihan asked as Adam led him towards the corner of Luna's room. Adam did not answer, he continued to lead Jihan who was still slightly staggering due to the wound on her temple.

Jihan's forehead creased further as Adam brought her to the front of Luna's painting hanging above the wall.

"What do we want here?" ask Jihan in wonder. Adam still did not answer. He grabbed Jihan's hand and lifted her up.

"You ready?" ask Adam.

"Eemm ... is it sick or scary?" ask Jihan to worry. Adam did not want to answer, he just smiled faintly in response to Jihan's question.

"Until you meet over there, Jihan. May you recognize me" whispered Adam in Jihan's ear.

When Jihan would turn her head to see the face of Adam behind her body, Adam had placed his palm on the picture of Luna's hand that was beautifully painted.

Like someone pulled him into the painting. Jihan was suffocated in horror, she tried to hold on and retreat but the power across there was much stronger. He looked back, and Adam seemed to be getting smaller.

"Adaamm! ...."

Jihan's breath seemed to stop as if she was in a vacuum then ....

"Huaaaaaa .. hhhehhh .. hhheehhhh!" Like a drowning man rising above the water, Jihan gasped for air to fill her congested lungs.

"Dook! Drrrr! ...." Jihan heard her mother's voice screaming loudly.

I'm already home. In the midst of her pain Jihan was still able to observe the surrounding environment.

Some people dressed in white half ran up to his bed. From his position lying down Jihan could see health workers busy installing tools on his body. He could also hear his mother's cries in the corner of the room.

I don't want to die yet! Jihan cried out inwardly. The more crowded it felt when he realized he returned to his body in a dying state.

Slowly his eyes grew heavier and his breathing gradually became more regular. After that Jihan can't remember anything anymore.

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"Damn? are you conscious??" A round face poked above his head.

"Lidia?" jihan Lirih was almost inaudible.

"This is your sweetest friend" said Lydia, glad to see her friend who had been three weeks more unconscious had opened her eyes.

"Lid ..." call Jihan raspy.

"Why, Han? you need what? which pain? I'm calling the doctor, right??" Lydia's starting to panic.

"Pissing," whispered Jihan. Nature's call to wake up is still felt, even though he has long been lying on a patient's bed.

"Ow, kirain. Just pee, you will use a catheter," said Lidia while pointing to the bottom of the patient's bed using his head.

"Mother?" ask Jihan again.

"Your mother had breakfast downstairs. I'll call the doctor first yes, just as you'll tell your mother that you're conscious." Jihan just nodded faintly resignedly.

His body felt weak but his heart was very happy to be able to return to his original body. Slowly he raised his hand that was stuck in an infusion needle. He wiped his arms and palms which he had not touched for a long time.

When Lidia and Mom returned to her nursery, she hugged Jihan and cried there.

"Thank God you're healthy, son. I'm glad you finally realized."

"Mother, I'm kangenn .. I'm sorry Jihan, Buu." Jihan hugged her mother back. Instantly her memories drift on Amanda, Luna's mother. Although being Luna for just a moment, Jihan's soul seemed to be fused with her.

The mother and child's embrace had to be separated because the Doctor and nurse walked into the room to check on Jihan.

"There's a complaint about Mba Jihan?" ask the middle-aged doctor who examined him.

"Well, Doc."

"It's only natural that Mba Jihan was unconscious for three weeks. During that time, Mba Jihan was just lying in bed and there were frequent attacks of shock on Mba Jihan's body, such as shaking, shivering as well as irregular pulse and heart spikes. But, the results of the CT scan of the brain and others are all normal, I'm sure Mba Jihan will recover soon."

"Thank you, Doc," said Jihan's mother.

"Han, I came home first to get a change of clothes for you huh. Later you will be accompanied by Lydia," said Mother as she glanced at Lydia who was sitting on the sofa with a book in her hand. Jihan nodded slowly in response.

After fifteen minutes of Jihan's mother's return home, Lydia was still diligent with reading books and snacks in her arms. Jihan who was bored of being ignored by herself was already upset.

"Lid," called Jihan in a still raucous voice. The puffed-up girl's face was still sinking behind the page of the book she was holding.

"Lidia!" exclaim Jihan with all her might.

"Yeah! what do you need, Babe?" Lydia jumped from her seat and immediately approached her friend's bed.

"Babe-babe .. said he was a true friend but always lost to reading," muttered Jihan.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were sleeping. Abis is this exciting." Lidia recited the novel she had read. Jihan's eyes widened when she saw the familiar face on the cover of the novel.

"Look!" Jihan tries to reach for the book that Lydia is holding.

"Eeiittss, don't dong. I promise you won't read it again." Lydia kept the book she was holding out of the reach of Jihan's hand. He is still traumatized by his cell phone which broke due to the incident of Jihan who fell from the stairs.

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