The Heaven Kingdom's

THK-What I Look Like Mom

...THE HEAVEN KINGDOM'S...

"Miss..."

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The man I avoided was right in front of me, with his breath cut down and his hands on his knees. Like he was trying hard to run after me.

"Who are you, why are you following me?" Stuttering I tried to ask the stranger.

The man takes a deep breath and exhales slowly to regulate his breath that had been cut off.

"Let's talk, I don't mean anything bad to you" he said, The man's voice sounding persuasive.

"Then why are you following me, I don't carry any valuables, so please let me go" I'm still greeting the squatting position among the garbage bags.

"No! no, I don't want to rob or want your valuables but there's something I want to talk about" the man said.

"really? What do you want to talk about?" I asked in wonder, this is our first meeting and he said he wanted to talk to me. It's weird not even that I don't know her.

The man approached and reached out his hand to help me stand up.

"Come out, it's uncomfortable to talk in such a position--"

"NO! Don't come any closer or I'll yell" I threatened, to hell with the ban on not being loud here I'd rather be arrested by market bandits than be harmed by this man.

The man sighed softly then looked at me who was still frightened on the spot.

"All right, Miss Roseanne Weasly"

"You know me?" My great-granddaughter was curious because Lela said this was the first time I came out of the palace or Weasly residence and also I was not that famous until everyone recognized me.

"Of course I know you, because I created you miss" said the stranger.

Although confused by the intent of his words I still quietly did not respond to anything.

"But who are you, I don't know you" he looked up at me with interest.

Lah, just now he said he was the one who created me but why not know me. Is this crazy or not? Huaaa Lela help me.

"You crazy?" I asked the sarcasm.

"I'm not crazy, but-" The man hung up his speech and looked at me fixedly.

His gaze makes me uncomfortable it feels like he wants to pry his eyeballs and replace them with his ankles so as not to look at others like that.

"How did you get here, miss?" Ask her again.

"Don't talk about saying what you want!?" My jolt was firm, as it was getting fed up with all this man's words.

"I mean, how did you get on Roseanne Weasly's body? nay! what's more important is how did you get to this novel world?" Ask the guy.

What did he say, I didn't listen wrong?

"You....."

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"MISS!" The worried cry of Lela immediately welcomed my arrival.

"Miss is okay?" Lela scanned my appearance with her gaze, ascertaining whether I was injured or not.

"Where did you find him?" I heard Ragnar ask one of the guards who was carrying me.

"Miss Anne was found in the northern part of the master market" the bodyguard replied straightforwardly.

"Bring him in" Upon hearing Ragnar's orders, the stretcher-bearer's bodyguard I boarded moved into the house.

Once inside the house I went down slowly with the help of Lela and two other female servants, packing me into the room after which the guards were ordered out by Ragnar.

"Is anyone sick, miss?" Lela asked after successfully helping me to lie in bed.

"Only my stomach hurt" I replied weakly, as expected. Emmett's leg kick in the abdomen yesterday indeed left a bluish purple mark that pain unusually did not disappear even though it had been given medicine.

"I will compress again miss and apply the medicine" Lela replied and moved away from me followed by the two maids.

The door of my room opened, revealing the figure of Weasly's man who had greeted me at the door.

"What's wrong?" I muttered lazily.

"What happened to you in the market?" Ragnar asked with his flat face.

"I'm just lost" I answered briefly, not intending to tell her the true events.

"You're lost from day to night, are you blind!?" Shake her mad.

I didn't know he was angry because I was worried or angry because I was bothering him and his bodyguards to look for me in the market.

"Yes I'm blinded, now come out I want to rest" I pleaded.

Not according to him, Ragnar actually approached my bed and stood beside my body lying down.

"Are you hurt?"

Hearing his slow whisper made me open my eyes to be able to look at Ragnar, I did not hear wrong. He spoke in a worried tone though not very noticeable, Ragnar is worried about me? That's a sign of her being a good sister, isn't it?

"No, just my stomach hurt getting sicker" I snorted annoyed at not finding her worried look, maybe she was good at hiding feelings.

Entangly!

"Command your servant to treat" he said again.

"No need to remind me, I also know what to do. Now get out!" My orders again.

"This is the last time I hear you coming with the steward, if it happens again I will slash the throats of all your servants" Ragnar threatened.

Ughhhh! Instantly my Roman feather stood up to hear his threat,

"I'm not kidding, keep your attitude if you act stupid again their lives are the bet"

"You're worried about me?" This question finally came out of my mouth.

Ragnar did not immediately reply, his sharp blue eyes were staring at me. Not long ago he threw his face in any direction.

Ragnar, in facial lines he looks a lot like Emmett. His bright blue netra looks perfectly combined with his sharp nosediving eyebrows, his pointed nose and his sturdy jaw add a 'scary' impression to others.

I'm sure Emmett's genes predominate in Ragnar's body. Different from Roseanne. Besides the bright blue netra, it is similar to Emmett and Ragnar. No longer any physical resemblance that Roseanne had with Emmett, it is possible that the author made this visual Roseanne resembles her mother. But I don't know for sure either because I never saw the woman directly.

"I'm not worried about you, but I'm just lazy to involve myself if you act stupid again" Ragnar jolted me from daydreams.

I forced myself to sit down even though my stomach was in pain, I had to make sure Ragnar felt for Roseanne "You're not worried about your beautiful sister?"

"No!" Answer Ragnar firmly

"Don't you love me?"

"No!" Ragnar still replied firmly.

"Do I look like my mother?"

"Ti-" His words stopped, maybe he still thinks I asked about his feelings for Roseanne. So he answered 'No'.

"I look like you, Ragnar?" I pulled the tip of his shirt to ask for attention.

"Yes, you look like mom. Very" replied slowly while staring at me attached.

"Do you love your mother?"

"Of course!" Ragnar replied firmly.

"Then why don't you love me when I look like you!" I exclaimed in annoyance, what's wrong with this man.

Ragnar frowned not liking "You're forget-" her asked

Not that I forgot, but indeed I do not know anything about the story of every character in this novel.

"If it wasn't for giving birth to you, mom would still be alive"

The deg!

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