Denial

"Aleysa. Why are you in such a hurry. Your hair is wet. Where are you going?" asked Danisa.

Incidentally not long after Hans also came out of the room with his hair wet too.

"Oh my God. Bro Hans hair is also wet. Could it be that you two... Hmm...," Danisa teased.

"Grandma, Danisa. What are you, Danisa. Don't just talk, okay?" Hans answered.

"Just admit it. You two must be finished... Isn't it..."

Hans and Aleysa were silent. They were both embarrassed to admit it.

"Come on, Danisa. Don't make fun of your Brother and your Sister-in-law like that. Besides, if they really did that, they're already husband and wife. Grandma can't wait to carry Grandma's great-grandson. Now let's go downstairs. they both spend time," continued his Grandmother Hans.

"Yes Grandma, come on. Ciee Bro Hans, Aleysa."