"What book is that?"
"My mother's book. She wrote a story about the public condemnation of mixed people, 25 years ago."
Ren slowly opened the cover of the page. He also read sentence by sentence written there. The more he read, the more his heart ached. Alen closed the book forcefully.
"We're here to ask for your help," said Alen to change the subject. Ren who didn't know anything about what he said, immediately put on a questioning look. "Please tell Nil to find an empty building that is spacious enough and comfortable to sleep in," continued Alen while nudging Ren's arm.
"As a person... who moves around a lot, Nile must... already have a lot of information... about the houses around here," Ren stammered. He also did not understand what had been said.
***
"Hit!"
Hit looked back when he just entered the gate. Then, he saw Ozi walking briskly towards him. "Ozi? I thought you were locked up by your father."
