Mona's POV:
Granny: "What?
Black fuel?"
My granny asked me out of shock and she immediately holds my right hand and check around my wrist and examine my entire hand.
Mona: It's ok, granny, nothing happened to me, I am safe...
Granny: Wait, let me see and confirm it...
(She again examine my entire hand and realized nothing happened to me but she still looks so worried and involved in her deep thoughts. Maybe she has stressed that something might happen to me.)
Mona: I am fine, granny...
Granny: Did you get any straight scar on your hand?
(I didn't understand what granny is asking about, I myself check my both hands and everything is fine.)
Granny: Well, you should be careful with these people, Mona, I always say how cruel these humans are, but you always give them a second chance...
Now see...
Mona: I am so sorry to hide many things from you granny but I don't mean to hide it from you...
