122 The People Who Makes The Divine Cries.

The rain never come, thankfully. It was late, so it's only made sense that I walk Nelia to her house. She's been all giddy, laughing at every joke she made along the way. When we reached her house, I stood there speechless at first.

Who would've thought she had a big house. But where is this exactly? I've been leading the way without knowing where she lives. And now we're magically here.

I shrug. Whatever that doesn't matter. Nelia is safe now with her family. Speaking of her family, there they are. The mother runs through the door and hug Nelia.

"Oh my daughter, you are finally back."

Nelia just take it with an awkward smile, "Mom, I've only been gone for half a day."

"We're just so worry about you."

I can see the father crossing his arms beside the door. What's with that look, I'm not dangerous.

Nelia chuckles, "Mom, I'm with the strongest man there is in this world. Of course I'd be safe, you don't have to worry about me."