The Night Woman the Savior of Lord Amnesia

Chapter 153

Anya did not expect that she finally had the courage to make this journey. Inside the oncoming train, Anya threw her gaze out the window. Viewing the verdant rice fields, highways, as well as the settlements and countryside he passed along the journey from the capital to his hometown. It has not been more than five years since he left his hometown. The city he grew up in, in the most tragic way never before imagined. Yes, Anya chose the train as her mode of return transportation. Same time he left the capital. Wh-wh-what for? To buy time maybe or to delay a little meeting that he was so looking forward to at once he feared.

Eventually Anya fell asleep on a trip that took almost six hours. Anya then woke up when the frenzied sounds of passengers who wanted to go down made her realize from a dream.

Anya picked up her bag and dragged her footsteps down from the train following the other passengers. For a moment Anya stared at the station building which looked very different on appeal first as she departed. It seems like a lot has changed from the city of his birth. Just like her self has changed a lot. Even if he changes for the better or just the opposite. Clearly, Anya still felt unworthy to return. Even so, Anya tried to convince herself and straighten her head. Anya ordered an ojek online for the purpose of an address that is still very much remembered. A boarding school where he once lived and grew up.

"Assalamula"

Anya said hello, while knocking on the door of a simple house in the cottage environment that had once been her residence.

But it turns out it was not Dad or his mother who opened the door, but Pak dhe his alias brother from his father, who looked very surprised when he saw it coming.

"Walaikumsalam.", replied his dhe sir as he stepped out. Then looked at Anya with a peeking look.

"His? You finally come home?"

Ask Mr. dhe carefully.

"Yes sir dhe, I'm sorry Mr dhe, where are you and Mom?"

"Your mother's father has long since moved, since you left. Where have you been all this time? We're all confused looking for you, especially your parents..."

"Yes already then, you can tell me next time, the important thing is now you are fine, even more beautiful and fresh, we are glad you finally came home.how? Do you need to take him to your parents' house or rest here first? Your waste that has aged and began senile also often ask you nduk..."

"I want to meet Father and Mother first Mr dhe, can you ask for the address? I'd like to come alone sir dhe..."

"Yes.yes.yes, of course, for a moment let Mr. dhe write.but later you have to stop by here again yes Anya.sewah would be happy if he knew his favorite grandson came..."

That sentence slightly touched Anya's feelings. Yes, he was a favorite grandson, until then the event happened.

"Well Mr. dhe, now I say goodbye first..."

Anya hurried away leaving the neighborhood of the cottage before anyone recognized her. Anya then ordered an ojek to the address given by Pak dhenya. The address of the house in a village that is also not foreign to Anya. The house has long belonged to him. But long ago because Grandpa asked Anya's family to stay in the cottage, the house was contracted out. Now both of his parents choose to live there.

The house still looks like the last time Anya saw it. It's just that the paint is getting faded and looks dull. The house was not well taken care of. Anya ventured in, crossed the fence and knocked on the door.

"Assynoltom..."

No need to wait a long time, there were rushed footsteps that then opened the door for him.

The middle-aged woman looked very surprised to see the girl who had come. The woman was still standing staring at Anya, but tears fell before she said a word.