Part, One Hundred Seventy Five

Aluna nodded. "Who wants my death, Mom? Because what goes through in my head, one of is always the words of someone who wants me to die," she said, explaining confidently, staring flatly at Aluna's face, holding back his surprise at the question.

"Who is that person, Mom? Why does he want me so badly to die?" she insisted continuing his question with great emphasis.

"Mommy don't know, sorry!" Aluna replied softly, without daring to look at the face of her daughter which immediately sighed in disappointment. "Oh yeah, Mommy go to the room first, okay?" she continued telling Reya who just nodded.

With a feeling of disappointment, the woman could only stare at her mother's departure with a little suspicion, because the response that Aluna gave was as if she was hiding something that it seemed she shouldn't know. Moreover, the woman's expression seemed surprised but tried to hide her shock just so as not to look suspicious,