Vania swiped the card on the apartment door lock. As soon as the apartment opened, he was immediately mesmerized by the complete furniture. Instead of being happy because she will live in a luxury apartment like this, Vania feels that her life has not been the same since her boss came.
Tara says in this apartment there are two rooms. One could be used by him and the other room would be used by Tara and Jo. To be honest, Vania felt both uncomfortable and confused, why her boss had come this far just for her sake.
Yes, Tara said she was Jo's real mother, but who would believe Tara's words? Vania is very sure that she is not married nor has children, so what are Tara's accusations based on? Of course not. No one would believe that Jo was his biological son, especially between him and Jo who had only met a few days ago.
Vania took a deep breath, then started to walk into the apartment. Seeing the neat arrangement of all the furniture in the apartment, Vania thought that Tara had prepared this apartment in advance.
Vania chose the door on the left. He opened and went inside. Again, Vania was amazed, the beauty and neatness of the arrangement of the furniture in the room was very beautiful.
After tidying up all her things, Vania lay down on the bed. The intention of the heart just wants to lie down, but who can prevent it when the eyes are closed. I don't know how long Vania was asleep, but when she woke up her stomach was growling.
Vania decided to go into the kitchen. Once he arrived in the kitchen, he was again amazed. All furniture is very complete, even food ingredients are hard to find. Without waiting long, Vania immediately struggled with kitchen tools to make a special dish.
Tara says she is in need, so she will come late. Likewise with Jo, he will come after school later. While waiting for them, Vania decided to prepare something as a welcome for them. For some reason, Vania feels that what she is currently doing feels familiar.
Three servings of spaghetti are ready. As a spaghetti friend, Vania prepares juice on the side of the plate. He could only pray that Tara and Jo would come home soon so the spaghetti wouldn't go cold.
While waiting for Tara and Jo to come home, Vania decided to sit on the sofa in the living room. His stomach is very hungry, even now it hurts. However, he didn't want to be seen as disrespectful if he ate first, so he decided to wait for Tara and Jo to eat together.
Not long after the apartment door opened, Vania immediately straightened her back. Turns out it was Tara, Vania stood up and approached her. He smiled faintly, "You're home, Mr. Tara."
Tara narrowed her eyes, examining Vania's pale face. Tara immediately grabbed Vania's cheek, causing Vania's eyes to widen in surprise. Tara's reflex took her hand back when Vania backed away, she knew Vania still felt foreign to her.
"Sorry, I just wanted to check your temperature." Tara said as she looked away, turning her face to the side. "If you don't like it, I won't do it again."
Vania lowered her head, feeling a little guilty when she saw Tara's flat face. "I understand."
Tara smelled a sweet scent, of course she knew it was coming from the kitchen. Tara glanced at Vania with one eyebrow raised, "You cook?"
Vania immediately nodded her head twice. "Yeah, I'm cooking today. I'm waiting for Mr. Tara and Jo to eat together, so I haven't eaten on purpose to wait for you guys."
"So you're so pale from starvation?" Tara immediately knew the reason for Vania's pale face. "Why don't you eat first?"
"It's all right, Mr. Tara." Vania answered with a faint smile. "It's impossible for me as a guest to eat first, while you and Jo as hosts eat later. So I decided to eat with you guys, that's why I haven't eaten yet."
"Let's eat now," Tara stopped wanting to see the room, she decided to go into the kitchen first. Vania must immediately fill her stomach, otherwise fainting could attack her.
"But what about Jo?" Vania was about to refuse, but Tara apparently kept walking towards the kitchen. In the end he followed Tara, Vania swallowed her question again.
They ate together coldly. Vania, who felt her stomach hurt even more when it was filled, was forced to stop her feeding. Vania groaned while holding her stomach.
Tara stopped eating, she got up and walked over to Vania. Without warning, Tara immediately carried Vania into her arms and headed straight for the living room. Tara lowered Vania carefully on the sofa.
As soon as Vania sat down leaning on the sofa, Tara squatted down while rubbing Vania's stomach. He looked up to see Vania's grimace in pain. "Your stomach hurts, doesn't it? Wait a minute, I'll make easy-to-digest porridge."
Seeing Tara go to the kitchen to make her porridge, Vania's cheeks heat up. He was embarrassed, Tara was so gentle just now treating him. A warm feeling immediately seeped into his heart. Vania knew this feeling shouldn't exist, considering Tara and herself how different poles were.
Not long after, Tara came back with a bowl of soft porridge, even Tara herself fed Vania. After the porridge finished, Tara took the medicine and told Vania to drink it. Vania doesn't know where Tara got her stomach ulcer medication from, but what is clear is that Tara's movements are as if her has known Vania for a long time.
Vania looked at Tara who was now clearing the bowl and the glass she had used. "Mr. Tara, did we actually know each other before?"
The movement of Tara's hand which was cleaning the bowl and glass stopped, she put the bowl and glass back on the table. Now Tara stares at Vania closely, there is a seriousness in her eyes. "If I said yes, would you believe it?"
Vania was silent, before then lowered her head. The serious look that Tara gave him made Vania's heart tremble, there was a special sound in her heart. Vania does feel close to Tara, but she doesn't know the reason behind this heart.
"I might believe it, Mr. Tara. But it all seemed like a dream. If we had known each other before, who was I to you?" Vania asked without looking at Tara.
"You are my wife, Jo our child, we are married." Tara says without yes he covers it again.
Vania slowly looked up, looking at Tara's face. He plucked up the courage, staring at the flawlessly handsome face in front of him. "Then why can't I remember all of that? About us, our past, even about Jo. What really happened, why can't I remember everything? Also, how come there are werewolves in this world?"
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