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80: (POV NEVAN): Want to protect her

(Still Flashback mode yaa)

"Heeii monkey, can you tell me something? mmmhhh doesn't mean you're smarter than me! it's just that this is a new environment for me, so I don't know how to survive here. Why are you just keeping quiet monkey? Don't you understand my words? Stupid cih!"

I was getting frustrated until I ran out of sense. Just imagine, from just before dawn to the sun shining blinding eyes, I still did not know what to look for, my brain was not working enough, until I saw a monkey carrying a banana, and a desire to ask him. Like now, I spoke to the black-haired figure.

"Come monkey! if you're not happy enough to see me, then look at that girl! Didn't you watch it? he's still asleep and I'll make sure when he wakes up, he'll be starving for monkeys! I can't stand to see a tormented person, so help me, tell me where I can get food I can eat-ehhh I mean he's eating!" I stared at the monkey, until our eyes met, "okay-okay, which we can eat, and if more surely I will share with you!"

Instead of answering the monkey turned my back, I wanted to grab the banana, but dear conscience dominates. Yes I lied, I was afraid he attacked me.

"Vanvan..," Zia's soft voice succeeded in making me move quickly, in a hurry I began to approach her.

"To...why? is anyone sick? where's it?"

"No Vanvan, I'm just afraid of being left out."

I sighed hearing her honesty, "Calm down, I won't leave you, that's my promise!"

"Let's...It's...!"

"I...i'm funny? Nah! I'm Vanvan the handsome one, not Vanvan the funny one!" my sigh won't accept.

"Not-not you, I mean that, he's funny! monkey behind you.., hahaha."

"Monkey?" my gaze circulated, and it turned out that the mischievous monkey was following my steps, and now he was sitting right next to me, "this...? Ohh this.yes.yes obviously he's funny! this monkey is my friend, his name -----Nyitnyit!"

"Snithonyit?"

"Yeah, Nyitnyit!" the laughter came back out of Zia's mouth, I was really satisfied to make her happy.

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"Zia...., could you please get me that twig?"

"Let's Vanvan! don't ride again.it's dangerous!"

"No Zia, no! here is a bird egg to know, we can eat it," I refused, moving my fingers back, "get me the twig Zia!"

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Bruyugg!

I could see Zia staring in surprise, as I jumped from up there, her hands started swinging to hit my arms.

Plaque!

"Don't repeat, I can hang on to seeing you like you did!"

"Hahaha. sorry-sorry, but this is Zia, we got a lot of eggs!"

"How do we cook Vanvan?"

Luckily in my pants pocket there was a match, otherwise I wouldn't know how to start a fire. Using stones? it's not that easy.

"Nake?"

"It's delicious, even delicious! this is the first time I've ever eaten a bird's egg!"

"Me too, and may this be a true bird egg, lest this snake egg or any other creepy animal, I don't want it if we die silly Lord!" my inner self, who still maintained a smile so that Zia would not be suspicious.

"Your face is dirty Zia, just put my shirt on," without a second thought I started taking off the black shirt I was wearing and giving it to Zia.

"But you?"

"I can wear this jacket."

"That's dirty Vanvan too!"

"Quiet Zia, I'm used to dirty things, and you're not? so wear! Ooohh I know, I know..you must be embarrassed right? all right, I'll turn around!"

"Have you?"

"Yes!"

"I'm back!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Vanvan, free living like this must be fun, huh?"

"really? you judge her like that?"

"Yes.., I always laugh when I'm with you, when we're new, and you're great!"

There was a vibration in me when Zia said that, it felt like I always wanted to look great in front of her, I would always try to keep Zia's words, and I would never change them. I will be great and always be, for you Zia.

"Hardly life can always make me cry, but I always try to laugh, because if I keep crying then I can't possibly be the handsome Vanvan!" I joke around with lies, at least it's still in its natural stage right?

"What about you, Zia? I am interested in hearing your life story! An idol who has a lot of fans, you would love to have a lot of friends?"

"Maybe?"

"Yes like that, it's not interesting to tell."

"Definitely a hassle?" I started teasing her, "ohh ya....., sing a song for me Zia, I only hear your voice on tv, can buy a ticket just a dream for me, so how?"

"I can't sing-mmhh I mean right now.., my condition is not good anymore, yes my throat condition!"

"really?"

"Yes of course!"

"It's a pity, but why would I suspect ya___,"

"Suspect what?" Zia cut off my words, maybe because she was offended, but unfortunately I even more wanted to tease her. It doesn't matter if he just lipsing, whether or not his voice is good now doesn't matter.

"Suspect if---hahaha don't tickle me Zia, stop..., yes.yes I believe, trust you.., hahaha!"

"Well, if you can't sing." for a moment I fell silent, before returning to my voice, "I mean if your throat doesn't allow you to sing, then I want something else, I want something else, that is to see you styling like a model! yeah, like the model I see on tv a lot, when you wear nice clothes!"

"That's easy!"

"Okey!!!" I stood firm like an army, and began to prepare a place for Zia to act.

"HERE HE IS BRALINZHEA..," I cried with applause, Nyitnyit also moved his hands, while sticking out his tongue.

And yes, like a professional, Zia really amazes me, it's not the first time I've seen her darting around in her charming style, but it's for the umpteenth time I've seen her in person, but only this time I blushed in embarrassment and looked at him in awe.

This is very much different, when Mommy invited me to attend the event, Zia was always the main star, dressed like a princess, with a magnificent stage that has always been her trademark, she said, I'm sure he was charming at the time, but somehow I can't enjoy the show, another thing with now, it's like my eyes can't get away from him.

"You're great Zia.., you're great!"

I was happy to be able to go straight to him, to put out all the flavors that started to burst, and to shake his soft hands.

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"What is Zia's natural talent? I mean did you also practice for it, mastering the stage meant...."

"Yes, that's because we often practice, like how to sit, stand, walk, even talk was trained, accustomed to the camera also thanks to practice. A week can be three to four times. We studied together, he always invited me to come, he treated me like family!"

"How's the vocal training?"

"If that's not me."

"Hahaahhh?"

"Sir..mak..I mean.., that..i..that I often skipped, ya often do not come!"

"Ohhh, but you said us? we who?"

Zia was stunned, there was something she was thinking about before answering my question, "We! My tutoring teacher, a teacher who is paid specifically to teach me about the world of entertainment, or a Teacher who is called specifically to return to teach me about school lessons, the teachers like that, anyway, mmmhhh because it's easier, so I call us!"

"Ohhh so___," my intention to talk to Zia immediately stopped, when from a distance a thunderous shot was heard, making the forest dwellers including Nyitnyit move rowdy, with a panic gesture.

THE DOOOOOOOORRR!

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THE DOOOOOOOORRR!

THE DOOOOOOOORRR!

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I pulled Zia's hand, as I watched the group of villains draw closer, my movements fast enough to destroy anything that could leave a trace. I don't want them to realize we're still here.

"We have to ride Zia!"

"But it's not like it's going to get any further for us to go home."

"Yes indeed, but there's no other choice Zia, we can't go down, the villains are downstairs! so ride!"

I began to realize that if this was not just an ordinary forest, we could be at the foot of the mountain right now. I don't know if I'm confused. I grumbled why on the way to this place (with Uncle Charlee) I fell asleep, so I did not know about the ins and outs of this place.

"Damn! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! why hasn't my family's help arrived yet? Isn't it okay Uncle Charlee hasn't told you about my loss?" all the bad thoughts started to creep into my brain, "Daddy, Mommy, please help us!" I was hoping to be anxious, while supporting Zia's body from behind.

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