(POV NARA)
BYURRR!!!
I felt my body covered by ice cubes. Very cold. Instantly my hands were floating in the air and my legs were shaking violently. I saw Senyo was frantic while shouting my name.
I knew that he was the one who pushed me into the pool!
"Help me!" I shouted loudly.
Many people gathered at the edge of the pool. Everyone was panicked and confused. No one knows why I fell.
BUSHHH!!!
Without hesitation, Mr. Johan dove from top to bottom. He hastily grabbed me and brought me to the edge. I grabbed the ladder at the edge of the pool. Water filled my nose and mouth.
"Uhuk-uhuk!"
"Oh, Nara! Why is it like this?" asked Senyo in a tone of deliberate concern.
"Nara, what happened to you, hem?" Mr. Johan patted my cheek repeatedly. There was sadness on his face.
I don't know what Senyo meant by doing this to me. I was in shock and at the same time felt extremely nauseous. No one saw him act like that. Allows Senyo to throw away.
The man glared at me as I stared at him. A sign for me to shut up.
"I slipped," I replied, holding back annoyance.
"What a strange woman! Tell who you are walking by the pool. Look! My husband's clothes are soaking wet," Mrs. Runi made fun of me in front of many people. She's the only one who doesn't know that his son has intentionally pushed me.
"Let's go to your room." Mr. Johan supported me.
Senyo followed me from behind. When he arrived in front of the main bedroom door, he stepped forward as the first contingent.
"Wait, Dad! Let me take care of Nara," Senyo said.
In the room there is Clarin. I was the one who hid it before it was discovered by Mr. Johan's family. So how could Senyo let his father put me in there. He might see Clarin and there will be a new commotion.
"Help Nara to change clothes!" Mr. Johan handed me to Senyo, then returned to the back.
After Mr. Johan left, Senyo immediately pulled my arm roughly towards the guest room which had no bed.
"It's good to come into my room! Go change your own clothes," he concluded, pushing me hard.
I hit the door. My shoulders suddenly feel sore. I rushed into the room and changed my wet clothes. Needless to say, my tears fell.
"Outrageous!" I cursed in my heart.
I was reluctant to leave after the tragedy. I feel very annoyed and embarrassed. I wanted to scream that it was Senyo who pushed me into the pool. Unfortunately I'm in danger if I do that.
***
This afternoon I was surprised by an chatting from Mrs. Rondo who said that she would close the cooking course, because she would move out of town. I think it was too soon to tell. Mrs. Rondo asked her children to come there as a farewell.
Therefore, at exactly 11:00 I left for the location. There were already many people gathered there. A variety of food menus are served on a long table. Mrs. Rondo hosted us for the last time.
"Madame, why are you moving out of town?" I asked as we looked at each other.
"I want to live with your daughter in the city, Nara." Mrs. Rondo made a knot, pulling her slack cheeks to the side.
After all gathered, we ate the food with wisdom. Mrs. Rondo was surrounded by people who were busy bidding her farewell.
"Thank you for teaching us how to cook, Mom." I also don't want to be left behind by gathering with others.
"You're welcome, Nara. Oh yes. I hope you are the last person who will leave this building after I leave," she said.
"Why, ma'am?"
"It's okay, Nara," she replied, then rubbed my head. Honestly, I was very confused by Mrs. Rondo.
We have been able to make a lot of menu dishes with flavors that will make your mouth water. We can also create new menus that others may not have thought of. After this, I plan to open a small shop. Yes, that's if Senyo allows it. The most important thing is that I can cook well if at any time I want to open a culinary business.
We helped Mrs. Rondo pack things and put them in the car. We waved as we let her leave this building that holds so many memories.
"Be careful on the road, ma'am!" we shouted together.
The building is as quiet as ever. One by one my coursemates went back to their respective homes. According to Mrs. Rondo's words, I was the last person to leave this place. When I was about to walk away, I suddenly saw a small book with light blue color lying on the ground. It seems that the object belongs to Mrs. Rondo who accidentally fell.
I took the book and brought it home. If Mrs. Rondo needs her, she can contact me again. We also exchanged contacts yesterday.
***
Apparently the object I picked up this afternoon was a diary. I know after opening the first page. Suddenly my curiosity suddenly appeared.
Am I sinning if I care about other people's business?
My evil thoughts came. Slowly I opened the pages of the diary and read it. Nothing interesting. Everything Mrs. Rondo wrote was only about her past. Until the tenth minute, I saw a row of letters that spontaneously invited my curiosity to stick out even more.
BIG SECRET
That's the title listed on page 100.
There are some sheets that are accidentally glued. I believe that Mrs. Rondo doesn't want anyone to know her outpouring of her heart. However, I was already bored. I no longer think about how one human being can respect another human's privacy. Without hesitation, I immediately removed the glue and started reading Mrs. Rondo's writing.
"I can't stand him hitting my husband and causing him to die on the spot. I don't care about the reason for it being unintentional. The grudge grew, until I took the opportunity when his wife was about to give birth. I purposely followed them to the hospital. At first I intended to exchange her child for another baby. However, my mind changed after seeing a toddler boy escape the supervision of his parents who was talking to a nurse in the hospital corridor. Yes, I still remember very well the faces of his father and mother. I kidnapped the boy and locked him in the house of the man who killed my husband. I want them to be responsible for the child and their economic situation is even more complicated after having two children. Unfortunately, the wife is actually happy with the man's presence even though she doesn't know whose child he is and how he came to her house. She only assumed that someone had deliberately dumped the child. However, I don't know why the handsome boy disappeared from her house two years later. One day when I accidentally crossed her house, I saw and heard that she was talking to a man who turned out to be the father of the child I kidnapped at that time. In fact, the two are former lovers who failed to marry. I was shocked when I found out that her son and the man I had kidnapped were now husband and wife. I guess nature put it together on purpose. I don't know what life is like for the two families right now. What is clear, my grudge has disappeared over time. However, I will never forget the person who harmed my husband. He is Osca. My own neighbour."
Degh!
My soul was shaken after reading Oska's name there. Mrs. Rondo is from my village and there is only one Oska in our area, namely my own father. I immediately sat down on the veranda of the building. Is what Mrs. Rondo put in that diary book is my family?
***
Continued