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We Hold Hands

Curse in modern times? There's just this grandfather of mine. Grandpa tells about the curse of a man who has a face full of wrinkles. Well it's only natural that when you're old, even an old woman will wrinkle, but this man was my age when he heard this story from grandpa, still a child. I couldn't believe it, how could it be. It could just be a gene disorder, or a type of ape that was never exposed. However, as I grew older, I experienced it. I mean, it wasn't me who wrinkled quickly, but one of my classmates who claimed to be. Weird, ostracized freak, Galter. Galter who went to school with me, said the same thing as my grandfather said. Even himself who experienced it, very strange, usually strange people will not tell the oddity. How could this handsome Galter be cursed to be an old geezer at a young age. “Don't read too many novels, they affect your mind. Are we in the Harry Potter world?"

Altumstar · Fantasy
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29 Chs

Palm

Nurse Dory reappeared, she said to check on my hands. I resisted it by pulling out the hand that nurse Dory was holding. I don't need it, I can smear the ointment myself on my hands.

"This ointment will make your wound heal quickly," nurse Dory said cleanly hard to administer the ointment, to me and I still don't want nurse Dory to touch me.

"I'll apply it myself!" I said taking the ointment from the hands of nurse Dory who was about to apply it to me.

Just let Galter know that this is my attitude because I don't want to hide the attitude to make a good impression on someone. Everything will be revealed as well, so give the first impression as the form of me as I am. If indeed someone wants to be sincere friends with me, then he must be able to put up with my attitude, because I am also in the process of changing my attitude for the better.

"It's night, just stay overnight. Grandpa was not angry either. Isn't it Grandpa?" I asked the grandfather for permission who initially looked disapproving.

"Well, just tonight."

"I'll prepare the room. Galter, wait here," I said putting back the ointment I was supposed to put on.

"Let the helpers prepare the room. You go to rest," grandpa said along with nurse Dory walked into grandpa's room, just as usual to inject some kind of liquid that I didn't know about.

I understood and went to get snacks for my guests. At least I have to show my gratitude even though this is not much. I went to the kitchen and took the orange juice, with the biscuits just made, still warm. These are the biscuits from aunt Lin, they must be very delicious because aunt Lin is good at cooking.

"Miss, I'm really worried about Miss. Fortunately, Miss came back safely. Just now Master was very worried about Miss," said aunt Lin who prepared what I needed while speaking in an alarming tone. I love aunt Lin and also aunt Yun, they are good people, I like the way they treat and take care of me when I am sick. "Of course, I am also very worried."

"Thank you for worrying about me Auntie. Em Auntie, did grandpa tell my parents?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know Miss, I didn't pay attention," aunt Lin replied, looking at her eyes already sleepy but hadn't gone to bed yet because she was waiting for news from me. Then aunt Yun was already asleep because she couldn't afford to stay up late, even so, aunt Yun was waiting for news together with aunt Lin.

I brought a tray filled with orange juice and also biscuits. Aunt Lin didn't know that my hand was injured because I didn't expose it. It hurts to hold the tray with my still injured hand. The cut was pretty deep on my wrist. My hand became sore, and I almost dropped what I was carrying, strangely Galter showed up and helped me when this tray almost fell.

"Your hand is injured, it should be treated immediately," Galter said taking the tray.

Since when has Galter been so close to me? I saw him sitting in front of me, and I don't think he knew I was there, or maybe it was just my vision that was different.

"You, how could you catch that tray? You don't even know that I'm standing here don't you?" I asked as I walked back towards the couch, while Galter was back in his seat after putting his tray on the table.

"I was walking around just now and helped you because you were struggling. Where is there anyone who can change places so quickly ."

True, no one can move quickly, except for the superheroes who are in the movie. I don't know why my mind is filled with absurd things when all this time I have always been thinking about things that make sense.

As I sat down, Galter held my right hand and flipped it over so that the wound on my palm was visible. He took the ointment just now and applied it slowly to my palm. I didn't feel any pain in my palm because my mind was focused on Galter touching my hand. I've never gotten such excessive attention, although I don't know if this is excessive attention or not. I mean, Galter has no obligation to care about what happened to me.

"Is there something on my face? You looked at me like that," Galter said already finishing applying the ointment on my hand, and turned to me who subconsciously looked at him like someone different.

"yes, oh no, your face is okay. Here, eat this, it's still warm. After that, I drove to the resting room," I retorted misbehaving after looking at someone like that. Like it's not just me.

"Thank you."

***

I went back into my room after cleaning up. It feels very comfortable with the clothes I use now. But unfortunately, I couldn't sleep. When I closed my eyes, I remembered the bad thing I saw in the woods again. It's scary for me. I woke up, then went back to lying down but couldn't sleep. By turning on the room light, I felt better even though I still couldn't sleep.

I was terrified to be here, I wanted this holiday to end soon and I will be back to my normal life, but on the one hand, I didn't want to leave grandpa. I was too scared just now.

"Hello Dad, are you busy now?" I asked on the phone and luckily my dad picked up his phone.

"Well actually, but what's the matter calling? It's already midnight there isn't it? Why haven't you slept yet?" asked dad back. I could hear the sound of paper being flipped through. Dad is very busy now but allows me to talk about my situation.

"Dad, I was kidnapped just now." My tears came out as I said the word kidnapped. Dad stopped what he was working on and started focusing on me. "I was scared just now, I was so scared."

"What's going on kid? Tell me everything!" There was a worried voice from dad. I'm grateful that dad still cares about me, unlike the mother who would say that I was back and it was already like luck.

I told him about me meeting an old grandmother, then coming home to misfortune, meeting a bad person, a grandfather calling, until the death of a bad person. I told my dad what I saw, and I was still very scared when I told it. Like something I shouldn't have seen, something that should have been hidden from human sight.

"I couldn't sleep, as I closed my eyes I imagined the incident. My hands are still churning when I remember it, I want this memory to disappear from my mind, but when I'm alone, I can think in all directions, and come to my mind now," I said in a frightened tone. I couldn't control myself from fear.

"Calm down kid, calm down. Play music when you want to sleep, at least it can calm your mind. Play music with a tone of happiness. Dad is here, I will accompany you until you fall asleep. Now, try to sleep. I'll play music for you."

I listened to my father's advice. I started laying down, and dad went back to work while playing a song for me. The night dad was with me, when he heard me in a restless tone, dad again talked about the amazing things that were there so that my mind was distracted. It worked, I managed to fall asleep, and just as dad was sure I was asleep without a doubt, dad turned off the phone call and went back to work as I had been.