It Turns Out I'm Famous One

I am really confused by the behavior of the woman who had been helping me in the kitchen. Actually, what was she thinking until she asked the man named Farhan to take me to the hospital and forced me to accept that favor.

Earlier she was crying because she was worried that I would steal her childhood friend but then she was the one giving her childhood friend the opportunity to be close to me.

"Do you know?"

"No," I answer when the man named Farhan asks me straight.

The man seems to be driving the car and I sit beside him. That's because the woman forced me to sit here.

"I want to tell you something," said this Farhan,

On the other hand, I, who am not feeling well, feel very reluctant to be talked to because I really need to rest and be more silent.

"I don't want to know anything," I answered.

The position of my face is still the same, I don't look forward but I look to the side.

What I see are city buildings and trees on the edge of the sidewalk that seem to bear strange f