On a very sunny morning, Azara and Azka were ready to go to the hospital to visit the old scavenger grandfather who was still being treated there.

In the car Azka again asked a question that at that time, Azara had not been able to answer. He still feels curious with the power that Azara has.

Because Azka knows that Azara's ability to hear the voices of other people's hearts and thoughts is not possessed by many ordinary humans.

"Azara, you haven't answered my question that time," said Azka, turning to Azara who was sitting beside her.

"About what?"

"About your ability," said Azka slowly.

"Oh about that, I was born with that ability," Azara answered slowly and told the truth.

Azka nodded then said again, "Then your father?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean does your father also know with this ability of yours?"

"Yeah. Even though he's not my real father, he knows everything about me. Including this ability that I have," replied Azara with a smile.

"Not real father?" Azka aske