Then, out of the blue, there was a knock on the door and soone greeted them.
Suddenly, there was an unknown woman with long black hair and thin bangs. She entered the room and began to introduce herself as the girlfriend of Harry Miles, Mrs Sofia's grandson.
A grandmother who had been waiting for her grandson's girlfriend for a long ti.
And after seeing and hearing all that woman's speech the first ti they saw her, not only Mada Sofia was surprised to hear that. But also Daniar, widened her eyes in disbelief.
Daniar stared at the woman in amazent.
"Are you serious? Are you my grandson's girlfriend?? My grandson, Harry Miles Theodore??" Daniar asked Cleo to replace the original Mrs Sofia's words.
Mada Sofia had signalled Daniar not to reveal their identity for a while. Daniar didn't know what the goal was, she could only obey and follow.
They were lucky because Cleo did not realise any oddities from the two's attitudes.
After hearing Cleo's answer, which stated that she was her grandson's girlfriend, Mrs Sofia showed a happy smile. She imdiately stepped forward and embraced her grandson's girlfriend.
"Are you really Harry's girlfriend?" she enthusiastically asked.
Cleo responded with a slight frown on her forehead.
"Yes, it is true. But, May I know who you are...?" Cleo looked confused, seeing Mrs Sofia's enthusiasm, whom she thought was soone else.
"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. My na is Daniar. I am Mrs Sofia's personal assistant," Mrs Sofia replied, deliberately using Daniar's na to reveal her identity.
"Ah...Nice to et you," Cleo politely replied.
"Did you co alone here?" Mrs Sofia probed.
Cleo smiled. "Em, yes. I ca alone here. And I brought so fruits...for Mrs Sofia. Can I give this to her?"
Cleo lifted a little parcel that she was carrying. Then Cleo glanced at Daniar, whom she thought was Mrs Sofia while asking for approval.
"Of course! Give it to here! I'll put it on the table," Mrs Sofia imdiately replied as she grabbed Cleo's parcel, and placed it on the table beside the patient's bed.
Then as she placed the parcel on the table, Mrs Sofia whispered to Daniar.
"Please, you ask her why she just ca here now, to see ," she softly whispered and then walked away, returning to her position.
Daniar looked at Cleo while taking a deep breath for a mont.
"I'm glad that you ca here. But can you tell , what is your reason for hiding your relationship and just coming to see now?" Daniar asked in a quiet tone but also a little angry.
She probably needed to make an effort to imitate the Mada Sofia style. She thought that she would do in this situation.
Cleo paused and thought. Since the beginning, she had expected that Mrs Sofia would ask that question. Because of that, she had prepared the answer to tell Mrs Sofia.
"I really didn't an to hide it. Or maybe I was forced to.... I'm forced to do that because I have my own reasons. Maybe for you, it is not important. But for , it is very important," Cleo said.
Cleo made Daniar and Mrs Sofia deeply look at her.
"What do you an?" Daniar asked.
Cleo's face turned serious.
"I am an orphan," said Cleo.
"What?!" Mrs Sofia and Daniar were shocked at the sa ti.
"My parents passed away when I was a child. And the only family I had was my uncle. He just passed away about two years ago," Cleo explained slowly.
"Because of that, I don't have much confidence to show myself in front of you. Just as many people look at with one eye, I'm also afraid that Harry's family will think of like that, " repeated Cleo.
Although Cleo spoke very naturally and fluently, Cleo's heart was beating fast.
She knew that she had started so lies. But regardless, part of what she said was right.
So far, she had indeed been underestimated by so people because of her status as an orphan.
In the neighbourhood where she lived by many neighbours, in her forr school environnt by so friends and so teachers she knew, or even in the environnt where she had worked.
Many of them looked at Cleo lightly because she didn't have parents.
anwhile, the other children, those with complete families, tended to get more attention and more positive responses from others.
"I hope you don't bla Harry. He did all this because I asked him to. If it weren't for making feel safe and at ease, Harry wouldn't be keeping it a secret from you. This is at my selfish request. Because of that, I apologise to you very much," Cleo continued with a sad face full of guilt.
It wasn't the guilt because of asking Harry to keep a secret; of course, it wasn't true.
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