"Yes, it is true."
"So, does my beautiful aunt want to come back so my Daddy doesn't come looking for me and Mommy?" Achiera imitated a child's voice.
"Okay, I'll go! But sis, I think we have to make a plan," Ferisha said.
"Plan?" Achiera was serious again.
"Hu'oh! According to my guess, right now Hans is looking for you all over the place. And he will always confirm his prediction that you are still alive."
"So what are we supposed to do?" Achiera sounded worried.
"Give me the clothes you wore when you met Hans."
"Haaa?" Achiera gaped. "What are you planning to do, Ferisha? If you bring my clothes, isn't that the same as telling Hans that I am here!"
"Geez, do you think I'm that stupid? Aissh!!" Ferisha massaged her head which didn't hurt. "I will ask someone to wear your clothes, ask her to meet Hans accidentally. The goal, you surely knew, what else if not to trick your husband," Ferisha explained lazily.
