A cool breeze hit Gara's face as a bead of sweat rolled from his forehead. His hand was still clutched firmly by a disappointed Wina.
"M-mom... this..." He could only stammer one word before closing his mouth, then opening it again for another, only to finally shut it.
Wina's disappointment quickly morphed into rage as another important matter resurfaced in her mind. "That insolent boy!" she snapped. "You, go home! Mom will beat the ass out of that boy!" She ordered, glaring down the road towards Galiga Village.
Gara instantly realized what his mother was thinking. "Mom, it's not Madha!" he cried, reaching for her hand.
Wina finally stopped. She stared at the teenage boy in front of her with a scrutinizing look, trying to discern if he was lying. "Then, who is it?"
Gara shook his head, feigning ignorance. They were too poor and powerless to oppose a noble. Besides, he himself had no desire to meet that man ever again.
"Let's go back first, Mom," he said softly.
