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Our Latitude - Part 39 Latitude

Section 39 Latitude

Alter Sylia's.

AUNT Lea checked my body. He found a wound eroded asphalt or soil—I don't know fitting-ti—in my elbow. The wound is wide and painful. Ka-rena Auntie Lea has taken over, so the man took me off. It's a good opportunity.

So, when this woman looked down to check the possibility of injuries in other parts, I ran away all tight. However, not yet how far I left my place, the man won my hood again. Who's Lintang, anyway, this guy? Come with cam-pur!

“Release! Release!” I screamed as loud as a dragon.

 A few moments later, I felt something cold piercing my arm. The woman who was called ‘Mama’ latang, was already standing next to me. His face expression was flat. Something was different with his face, I thought, before the syringe pierced my skin deeper.“Why is your face different, Son of Monster kege-eight?” many wonder. I felt my body go limp and my voice weaken as well. My body was held by that man.

This drowsiness can no longer be endured. “What?” Aunt Lea appeared in front of my face, but

his face looks blurry.

“The child. Bracket.” Aunt Gea's voice grew faint and felt distant.

“Sylia?”

I heard my name called when my eyes closed full. I smiled because they remembered me well. Goody.