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Chapter 47: Is the Ghost Real?

    Chapter 47: Is the Ghost Real?


    "Hey sis Lyka! You woke upte today, ah!" Dodong''s voice boomed across the table, drawing


    everyone''s attention, including mine.


    Aunt chimed in before I could respond, "Oh! Maybe you woke upst night because of the noise,


    too, Lyka? The ghost was giving some feelingst night, eh!" Her words sent a shiver down my


    spine, and I noticed the others suddenly looking apprehensive. Ghost? What ghost were they


    talking about?


    They still really believe in such things?


    "Yes indeed! Did you also hear the growl? The moanst night!" another rtive added, making my


    heart race.


    Ghost, growl, and moan? It all sounded unnerving. I gathered my courage and asked, trying not to


    show my fear, "Ahm... Where did you hear that ghost''s moan and growl, Aunt?"


    A yfulugh escaped her lips as she replied, "There in the neighborhood, niece! But I guess the


    voice fromst night came from the apartment... That''s where the moan and growls came from, eh."


    Her words left mepletely stunned.


    What on earth! Is it possible that they are talking about me? Am I the ghost they are referring to? I


    couldn''t bear to look at anyone and just lowered my head.


    "O-oh, I didn''t hear anythingst night... I slept early after Ki-kiro sent me….and after he left," I said,


    my voice slightly shaky as I nced at Kiro. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment, making it hard


    to meet his gaze properly.


    "Maybe it was only our illusion? We were so drunkst night, maybe that''s just what we heard!"


    another rtive interjected, trying to dispel the eerie atmosphere.


    "Oh, it''s fine. Let''s continue eating!" Aunt said, breaking the tension, and everyone resumed their


    meals, but my mind continued to race. I couldn''t help but wonder if there was more to the story they


    were telling. The mystery of the ghostly moan and growl remained unsolved, leaving a lingering


    sense of unease in the air. As I took a bite of my food, I stole a quick nce at Kiro, who seemed


    oblivious to the conversation. My heart fluttered with mixed emotions, unsure of how to approach


    the subject with him.


    I tried to shake off the awkwardness and embarrassment caused by the gossip about the supposed


    ghostly soundsing from the apartmentst night. It seemed that everyone had their own


    theories, but I didn''t want to delve into the details of what actually happened.


    As we continued eating, the topic of conversation shifted away from the ghostly encounters, and I


    was grateful for the distraction. Dodong kept sharing funny stories fromst night, trying to lighten


    the mood, and everyoneughed along.


    Throughout the meal, Kiro and I exchanged nces from time to time, but we didn''t speak about


    what happened between us. It was as if we were both trying to give each other space and time to


    process our feelings.


    –


    A few hours passed, and it was time for us to head home. In my hands, I carried the snake grass


    Aunt Traling had given for Mother. We said our goodbyes, and as we walked towards Kiro''s car,


    Dodong was nowhere to be found. The scorching sun''s rays made waiting outside unbearable, so


    we decided to get inside the car instead.


    Inside the car, an unusual silence hung between us.


    "Lyka?" Kiro finally spoke, and his single word felt like an explosion in my chest, overwhelming me


    with emotions.


    "Why?" I managed to respond, my heart pounding in my ears.


    "Why aren''t you talking to me? Why aren''t you paying any attention to me? I guess you regretted


    what happened to usst night... Am I right? I don''t want to apologize, but I''m—" His words spilled


    out, but I couldn''t let him finish. I gently ced my finger on his lips, urging him to pause.


    "Don''t think like that. It''s not like that..." I said, hoping to reassure him.


    "Then what? I felt guilty earlier, Lyka. I know what I''ve done to you the first time we... Just, don''t you


    like what happenedst night? Did I harass you? Did the disease suddenly attack and control me?


    Didn''t you hate itst night? It''s my fault again, isn''t it? Damn this shitty condition—" He was


    spiraling in his thoughts, consumed by doubt.


    At that moment, I decided to show him rather than exin. I cut him off with a passionate kiss. It


    was a soft kiss at first, but it quickly intensified, fueled by the depth of our emotions. Wrapping my


    arms around his neck, we closed our eyes, lost in the intensity of the moment.


    However, the sound of a child''s approaching footsteps interrupted us. I reluctantly pushed Kiro


    away, aware of the need for privacy. "Lyk—"


    "Dodong is here. Later, again," I interrupted, not quite understanding my own words. Why did I say


    ter again’? My heart was still pounding, and my mind was struggling to process everything.


    "Oh, noted," he replied with a smirk, and the yful glint in his eyes made my heart flutter. We both


    knew that this conversation wasn''t over, but for now, we agreed to save it for a more private time.


    "Bro and sis, sorry it took so long for one of our cousins to give me make-up! But it was worth the


    risk since she gave me some good items, sissy!" Dodong excitedly narrated a story, but I was


    preupied at the moment and decided to ignore him.


    "You want make-up, Dodong? Do you want me to buy you a lot?" the driver, Kiro, asked him.


    "Really, brother? Ye—" Dodong began to answer, but I interrupted him and turned my attention to


    the child seated in the passenger seat.


    "Well, Dodong, shame on you, shame on us. Stop asking things from Kiro; we already have a lot of


    debts to him," I scolded him, giving him a stern re.


    "Oh, sis! You didn''t do make-up, but why did your lips and cheeks turn red? Who pped that? Or is


    that a p or just another thing?" he joked, but I didn''t find it funny.


    "Don''t change the subject, Dong," I replied, gently touching his cheek, and discreetly checking my


    reflection in the car window.


    After the quick trip, we arrived back home, and there was Mother, diligently sweeping the yard. I


    handed her the snake grass from Aunt Tarling, and her face lit up with gratitude.


    "Oh! Is this your Aunt Tarling''s snake grass? Thank you, daughter..." Mama said, her voice filled


    with warmth, as she epted the nt from me.


    As I stood there, I suddenly felt a pang of longing for the nts Dodong and Datdat had taken care


    of in the mansion. I missed them dearly.


    "... Thanks also for joining these two with their Aunt, Kiro," Mother continued, expressing her


    appreciation to Kiro.


    "It was actually my pleasure, Auntie. I was entertained by the fiesta," Kiro replied with a smile, hisContent is ? by N?velDrama.Org.


    eyes briefly ncing at me. I couldn''t help but smile back, feeling a sense of connection between


    us, even in the midst of uncertainties.


    As the day passed, Kiro and I found ourselves returning to the mansion once again. I made sure to


    check on Mother and assure her that everything would be fine during our absence.


    "Thank you so much for everything, young man!" Mother thanked him warmly, her eyes filled with


    gratitude. We are going to travel back to the mansion now.


    "Don''t mention it, Auntie. You are always wee," the young man replied, smiling kindly.


    "Bro! I will miss you, bro! I will really miss you, bro!" Dodong shouted yfully, waving his hands in a


    futile attempt to reach Kiro, who towered over him with his tall physique.


    "I will miss you too, Dodong. You can go and visit your sister at the mansion—" Kiro began to say.


    "Really, bro!? I really love you HAHA! You always have my vote for sis Lyka, bro!" Dodong


    interrupted, still eximing loudly. I watched as he disyed his typicalloud energy.


    Woah, he can miss others but not his own sister—he was unfair! Dodong is really biased! Hmp.


    "Mom. . . .Don''t move too much here at home, okay? I already told Dodong and Datdat about the


    things that can be done to help you. . . . Just call me if you feel strange, and then when ites to


    father, please—" My words trailed off as she suddenly hugged me tightly.


    "Yes, yes, daughter! You act like me now, ah! Also, be careful where you work, okay? Also, be


    careful on your trip! I love you!" Mother reminded me with a smile. After a few more hugs and


    reminders, Kiro and I finally left and made our way to his car.


    I still felt a pang of sadness because my father still didn''t want to talk to me. What did I do? What


    have I done wrong? Is there anything else? I couldn''t help but wonder.
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