
"Grandfather?" Ats reflex loosens the pressure. The person he caught took advantage of the opportunity to escape. He used the technique of zarahian and moved to his partner's place.
"S—salam, Master Aruj," the two uninvited guests who were trailing Ats immediately saluted upon seeing Ats' grandfather. They did it with a body that was still shaking because Arselan had not yet released his waves.
"Ats, go home first!" Master Aruj looked at Ats who looked extremely exhausted. He knew that the boy was being pressured by something.
"But—" Ats wants to say something, but Master Aruj remains adamant about telling him to go home.
"Hurry home and let grandma heal you!" said Master Aruj firmly, "I will take care of this."
"Okay, Grandpa," Ats said. Before leaving, he looked at the two people who were still bowed respectfully before his grandfather. Just then, Arselan finished investigating their identity.
"They are also liars" Ats grumbled as soon as he saw the report given by Arselan, "Hais. Are they also people from intelligence agencies? Or—?"
Ats was stunned thinking about the conjecture of the two. He hastened his steps to get home. As his grandfather said, he must immediately go to his grandmother now.
"Ats, you're back" greeted a grandmother who looks similar to the old Dr. Razana. He is also a doctor. As a young man, he was the best doctor of his time. Her name is Grandma Amina. "Loh!? You why?"
"..."
Ats did not answer. He just came closer to his grandmother and kissed the back of the old woman's hand. After a moment of silence, he replied, "There was an uninvited guest. I almost fought with him."
"You're okay, right?" ask Grandma Amina worried. Ever since Ats left her parents, she's been looking after him. He is the most sad figure to see a lonely little Ats first.
"It's okay, Grandma," Ats smiled so as not to make her grandmother worry too much. "Cuman tired."
"Really?" as a former leading physician, it must be that Grandma Amina realized the irregularity in the neurons of the Ats particles. He can't allow that.
"Hm," Ats nodded confidently, but his head suddenly dizzy after that. He almost collapsed in front of his grandmother.
"Ats!?" Grandma Amina was very surprised. He immediately laid Ats on a nearby bed, then took his medical kit.
"Is it okay?" grouse Grandma Amina worried. He checked out his favorite grandson. His eyes were still observant in old age able to see the strange particles in his grandson's body. He also tried to catch the particles, but then stopped because it turned out they helped speed up the recovery of Ats.
"What's this?" Grandma Amina wondered.
Of course only Ats heard it. Although Grandma Amina knew something was wrong with her granddaughter's body, she never thought it was the nano-sized droids that Professor Han designed during the students' exams. The professor put it on Arselan when Ats was busy with his festival.
"That" Ats sat up. The young man was confused as to how to explain it. He was looking for the right opening words so as not to make his grandmother worry more.
"Ats, say!" Grandma Amina clutched both shoulders of Ats, "Are you taking any drugs?"
"Eh?" Ats was stunned to hear that question. He shook his head firmly, then explained the truth to Grandma Amina.
"Ai Control System?" Grandma Amina felt like she had heard of the technology. However, he did not remember where he had heard it. Anyway, as long as Ats is fine, it doesn't matter to him.
"But why didn't you talk to Grandma a long time ago?" still Grandma Amina was worried.
"I don't have any outside connections at the academy" Ats replied straightforwardly, "Call to my sister who's in the capital just not bi—"
Ats was silent as he remembered his sister. She promised Dr. Razana to call her sister today. Fortunately, he remembered. He should call her now before forgetting again.
"Who? You haven't met Ayya in the capital?" Grandma Amina did not expect. She has been getting video calls from her granddaughter lately. It was good news after all these years he had only heard the news of the little princess's pain.
"Not yet," Ats immediately looking for his salary. He looked to the right and left, but could not find it either.
"Search for what, Ats?" grandma asked Amina confused to see the behavior of this granddaughter. The boy had come home injured, came with strange technology, now acted like a senile.
"My phone" replied Ats, who continued searching the room, "I promised to call my sister."
"Oh," the grandmother was also bearded, and said, "Yes, no. You take a shower there. Let grandma find it. Later if you don't see me, just use grandma's phone for your sister's phone."
"Hm," Ats according to. He also took out his clothes that were still trapped in the backpack. After getting the shirt he was looking for, he went to take a shower.
"Hais ...," Grandma Amina sighed heavily. He then looked at a table. On the table are some family picture frames. Those are old photos that are still stored today.
"When has he been that big?" thought Grandma Amina who then looked at the picture of a boy who smiled cheerfully with his father and mother. It was the last one taken before Ats' father and mother died.
"His sister is also big. Thank goodness she's growing up healthy now" Grandma Amina rubbed the slightly dusty photo. He stared at her so fixedly that he involuntarily shed tears onto her surface. A deep longing touched his aged heart.