Hendra is stunned, confused on the floor of the hut with various thoughts. While Lusia lay beside him in a deep sleep.
The white girl did look depressed and exhausted, so she fell asleep while lying on the floor.
Hendra's gaze turned to the country girl who was still seen caring for her sleeping grandmother. The teenage girl whose face was no less beautiful than Lusia's did not look tired and sleepy at all. He was just enjoying observing the face of his grandmother, whose body was covered in a blanket.
"You seem very fond of your grandmother ..." said Hendra.
"Because she is my figure, is she not my grandmother?" Asked the country girl. He turned to Hendra with a smile.
The young man grinned. The country girl glanced at Lusia who was sleeping. "What a spoiled child ..." he muttered.
