Bab 1: Prologue: Beware of your blood.

As far as I can remember, there only two of us, grandmother and I. I don't have a father, mother or any siblings. I did try to ask my grandmother about it. But she keeps evading my question. I know how much it upsetting her whenever I ask this very question. Once, one of our new neighbors greets us, asking about my parents. My grandmother standing beside me at that time. I just blurt saying both already passed away since I was born. Hoping this answer will stop our new neighbor from asking further. My grandmother keeps shutting her mouth but hides her face when I glanced her way. With that, I keep repeating the same answer, every time people ask me about my parents.