
“ Anna. From now on, your name is Anna.” said one man.
I'm sure he's a Police officer. No longer sure, I knew he was a police officer. Who does not know Michael Leonard? I may not be able to talk but I am not a stupid person.I know him from the Television which is always set in the field to be watched together.
I should have hated him, too, because he was a policeman anyway, but given that he had taught the police that had raped my mother somehow I couldn't hate him.
I feel that this man is different from the same man as a policeman but instead uses his power to do arbitrary things. And the thing that made me even more unable to hate him was that he had brought my mother to medicine. I wish my mother would recover and come back while hugging me again.
Who would have thought if I felt the same embrace but not from my mother. It is Mrs. Kyara - wife of Mr. Mick's. As soon as I took my mother to the mental hospital, they took me to take care of me.
I love my mother's embrace, and so does her hug. Kyara's. I feel there's sincerity from that hug.
“ do you want to stay with us? If you stay with us, you no longer need to starve and have a place to stay.”, said Ms. Kyara. I was eager to answer those sincere words, but I had no idea what to say, so I could only nod.
I like Mrs. Kyara's. The love I should have felt from my mother - now I get from her. The first thing he did when I got to a very large building was take me to a room that he said was my room.
‘ this? my room? I who have always been used to sleeping on the cold floor now have a mattress for me to end the day as well as a thick blanket that protects my body.’ my inner should be.
After telling me where I slept. He then bathed me in the bathroom in the room. He cleansed me carefully, until all the dirt and dust that adorned my body was all removed and washed away along with the water. My dekilku appearance is now very beautiful.
“ now, Anna has become a sweet girl.” she said kissing my cheek. He treated me like a child, even though from the analysis of the doctor I was declared 17 years old. But I didn't reject it, I liked his affection.
“ have you bathed her, baby?” call Tn. Mick's.
” it is sweet, but nothing beats you.” said Mr. Mick stroked my hair and kissed Miss Kyara.
So that's why even though I'm 17 he still kisses me on the cheek? Because I think it's commonplace here to kiss the cheek even though it has grown up.
“ unfortunately, our children are still working. After they come home we will introduce you to our children.”, said Mr Mick.
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I looked at Mr.'s children. Mick is also Mrs. Kyara's. Gosh, their kids are so pretty and handsome. Then the one next door.., is he Mr Mick's nephew? Not as handsome as Mr. Mick's kids, either. Kyara, but her looks are just as clean as they are.
And what are they talking about? An affair? Whatisit? I'm an affair, Mr. Mick's? And what is daddy sugar or a love slave? I do understand what they are talking about, but I don't know the terms that feel foreign to my ears.
The only thing I have been aware of is; the words of Ny. Kyara said she wanted to raise me as a child. The kid? I honestly want it. I mean being the son of a woman as sincere as Ms. Kyara. But if she raised me to be a child and she became my adoptive mother - then what about my real mama?
Thankfully, they just wanted to take care of me and not raise me up to be a child - remembering that I still had a real mama. Aa.., talking about my biological mother - I miss my mother.., does she also sleep on my bed? Or was he treated well there? I have to grow up so I can pick up my mom someday. I also had to study hard to be able to defend my mother so that no one would ever underestimate my mother.
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