The Red-robed Woman's Revenge

The Red-robed Woman's Revenge
One body two memories?



Could there be two personalities inside me? only that question always haunts me, whether I am who, my mind is restless.


Larasati smiled sweetly in front of the Clouds, and it was seen that the man was even squealing holding his head.


"Well if your head hurts, I'll call the doctor for a second." Said Larasati as she walked out.


Risma was worried about her son's condition, the woman tearfully read the prayers. Then a young Doctor went into the hospital room, he checked the state of the Clouds.


"You don't need to worry, circumstances like this often occur with patients who have wounds on the head, there are some memory that may be forgotten, but suddenly he remembers it back, he said, and it's a little pain." The doctor was clearly with his friendly smile.


The doctor explained that in these two days, Awan has been allowed to go home, because his condition has begun to improve, it appears that the mother breathed a long time. There was an immeasurable feeling of relief, then Larasati embraced Risma while smiling sweetly.


The doctor returned to Awan and gave the message for his many light exercises, to smooth his muscles and blood circulation. The clouds just nodded their heads, they didn't know what else to say, because there were still unanswered questions inside them.


Larasati sat beside the Clouds, both of them staring at each other, for a moment Larasati felt her heart pounding, as the Clouds looked at her with tenderness.


What is this feeling, before I had never felt this kind of thing when I was near the Clouds, inner Larasati frowned.


"Hm... How are you today, you must be feeling much better huh, I'm glad to hear you're coming home soon, but Wan, can I ask for your advice?." Ask Larasati with a sad face.


"Are you sure I'm a cloud? why do I feel like there's another soul in my body." His mouth with his frown.


"What do you mean Wan, if you're not a Cloud then who is!." Larasati exclaimed in wonder.


Just as Larasati was choked by her words, the girl narrowed her eyes, looking even closer at her.


"It's Wan, you don't have to comfort me. I've been trying to forget my past, and you don't have to remind her anymore."


The clouds grabbed Larasati's two hands and grasped her, the man expressing a longing for her.


"Why do I feel so missed, my heart is so happy when you come to see me, I hope we'll always be together." Clouds speech and behavior looked very strange to Larasati, the girl was wide-eyed with her speech.


Why did Cloud change, before he never touched my hand, he was too religious to do so, but now he grasped my hand as if there was a great longing, the inner Larasati was full of questions.


Both of them were silent in the same position, Risma walked into the room and saw the two daydreaming.


"Well, you miss what story, why are you daydreaming about each other so."


Instantly the two let go of his hand, saw Larasati misbehaving and her face reddened. He walked out of the room with a question that was still running.


Though I came here to ask for advice from him, but his condition is not too good, But what about mom, I do not want to linger silencing the shaman, but, otherwise the mother would have really helped the biadap man out of prison, but there was one other problem, Kanjeng Ratu was angry at me, she thought I was involved in the disappearance of her mas Adinata, she said, though I know absolutely nothing, inner Larasati fret.


In the midst of his heart, Larasati remembered the words of the Clouds. He said if the Clouds could be the Adinata mas, what might be so, but as I said the Clouds are a people sholeh, there is no way he is related to the occult, surely he just teases me, his mind is full of questions.


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