My Aunt is my Beloved
CHAPTER 21 – SILENCE
Kania overstretched Cassian's body with her lips touching right on the middle-aged man's virgin lips.
A woman who forced a foreign man into her room pulled him up into bed and overpowered him
No matter how you look at it, Kania is a hundred percent criminal.
It would certainly soon give rise to the notion of an attack from a lustful wolf woman to a lost sheep that was still pure white without ever being stained with her chastity.
Realizing that, Kania broke out in a cold sweat.
How would he explain that misunderstanding to Cassian that he had absolutely no intention of attacking her?
But the man's face was too handsome and the fragrant smell of the perfume he wore around his neck was also too fragrant for Kania who immediately hypnotized the middle-aged woman's libido for a moment.
For an interval of a few seconds, Kania was aghast on Cassian's body enjoying the fragrant body, the tenderness of the cherries, as well as the good looks of the middle-aged man.
“Ah.”
If not for Cassian's moaning sound accompanied by a hint of tears, Kania would have gone further.
“Ah, I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't do it on purpose. No, a wound on your arm!”
Kania immediately panicked as the blood flow that initially began to slow down now returned to pouring heavily on Cassian's wounds on his arm.
“I'm fine.”
Cassian immediately calmed the panicked woman down.
Cassian then took the cold alcohol that had been dropped by Kania to wash the wound.
Kania finally regained his senses and began to help Cassian wrap the bandage around the injured area.
Kania did not notice it, but behind her flat expression, the middle-aged man blushed.
There was a slight bulge on his lower body that stiffened which although Kania's thigh had clashed with him, Kania only thought that it was just a car key that Cassian placed behind his pants pocket.
Not only Kania, Cassian's mind is actually not as good as that.
“It, about earlier..”
Kania immediately gasped over the question of Cassian's speech.
This is when the lustful woman will be interrogated for criminal acts she has done to a virgin man who is still tingting.
Unfortunately the various reasons for justification to justify his behavior are not yet fully arranged in the mind of Kania.
However, the green light immediately flashed above Kania's head.
Kania immediately recalled Cassian's words before the middle-aged woman crushed her.
“Lantas how about Dilan.”.
Thas right.
How can a man who is too strict in his life care about trivial things such as relationships between men and women.
If from the beginning the middle-aged man was sensitive, surely he would already have one or two mistresses with his handsome face.
Certainly what Cassian wanted to ask him was about him being too close to his nephew who was very far below Kania.
Surely the uncle was worried that a sly aunt would ruin the future of the nephew.
The nephew deserves a much better woman as his life partner, not a aunt who is almost past his expiration period even though he has never tasted it.
However, from the beginning Kania did not look at Dilan in terms of romanticism.
“Hahaha. That's why you calm down. I never thought of Dilan as a man. To me, Dilan is just like my little sister who always wants to play around with her older sister.”
Kania tried to answer as calmly as possible so that the man who looked at her with a flat gaze that made his body shudder would no longer misunderstand him.
Beyond Kania's expectations, the man simply gawked as if what Kania said was not the answer he wanted.
“Ehem.”
Responding to the silence for a moment, Cassian then cleared his throat.
“Ah, that's right. I asked about Dilan yes.”
“Ya?”
If that's not what Cassian wanted to ask, then what?
But without giving Kania time to think, Cassian immediately continued her words.
“So apparently. That's good.”
Somehow Kania felt that for a moment the man's flat expression twisted with the corners of the laughter at both ends of her lips.
But the eyes of the man who from the beginning was sharp regardless of the intention of his gaze, immediately grew sharp looking at Kania.
“But do you really not know at all about who Dilan really is?”
“What?”
Against that Cassian saying that he spoke in a very serious tone, Kania was flabbergasted for a moment.
Confused as to what to answer, the standard speech of his working mode finally came out of Kania's mouth spontaneously, he said,
“You just calm down. As a professional hostess, whoever the customer is as long as it is bound by contract, we will definitely serve it well, no matter who they are. Whoever Dilan is, it doesn't matter to me. So you don't have to worry if I'm going to use that kid for my own benefit.”
“We take money from customers in exchange for our service services, but abstain for us to memorize customers' money more than what we deserve.”
“Ya?”
As if from earlier the chat they did not connect, this time it was Cassian's turn to wonder.
Unintentionally, the part of his hand that seemed to have not been able to control his movements properly regarding the grills, crashed into something on top of a small chest located beside Kania's bed.
A picture frame fell down because of it until the glass cracked.
Looking at Cassian who immediately panicked, Kania seemed to calm her down by saying, “It's okay, Sir. It was just a cracked picture frame, can be replaced with a new one kok.”
“That?”
The direction in which Cassian's index tip points is apparently located on the person behind the fallen picture frame.
Yes, it was a photo of Dilan as a child, around the age of eight years when Dilan won the marble race.
It was still clear in Kania's memory that day as if it had just happened yesterday about how Dilan who was still innocent with her cute carrying a marble that was located on top of a spoon that was bitten through her mouth while running without making the marble fall.
“Ah, this is my nephew, Dilan. His name is exactly the same as your nephew's. Unfortunately, we are no longer together because he is with his father's family.”
Kania said while smiling meaningfully while imagining nostalgic memories of the past.
Cassian's face immediately stiffened after listening to Kania's reply.
“Do you not know where your nephew is now?”
Kania innocently just shook her head.
“No. All I know is that Dilan has now been living happily with her father's family in Jakarta.”
“You never intend to meet him though?”
“How can I meet him now? I was too embarrassed by our differences in status. Even because of that, though, I ran to Makassar City so that Dilan can live without supporting the shame of having a poor aunt like me and hope that in this small town I will earn a better income then in the end can confidently meet my niece Dilan again in Jakarta.”
That's when Cassian was absolutely sure.
Kania did not know the identity of the young man named Dilan who had been a loyal customer of his hostess services.
Either it was because Kania was stupid or just too innocent.
Dilan's nephew who had been longing for her had been right in front of her eyes all this time.
A girl who was in her teens who was met by Cassian while inviting Dilan in Kediri instantly overlapped with the face of the woman who was now in front of him.
‘So that stupid teenage girl of the time you were apparently,’ muttered Cassian in heart.
However, for some reason Cassian felt reluctant to tell the fact to Kania.
Perhaps it was because he felt he had no right to interfere too much with the personal affairs of his nephew.
Cassian does not realize it, but she has already been struck by Kania's charm, as evidenced by her stiffening weapon with only Kania touching her body while accidentally touching their lips.
Cassian chooses to keep quiet about Dilan's true identity in front of her aunt.
