ASMARA FUND
ROMARA AND YUKI'S RETURN
6 Years later...
A young lady dressed up fashionably with black glasses and wavy hair that was allowed to unravel, beside her was the figure of a small man with a grey sweater and beige pants with a cold gaze, they walked towards the waiting room of Soeta International airport.
" Mom am I going to see Daddy?".
Asmara confirmed the position of her glasses then looked gently at her son, "Do you really want to meet him? what if he doesn't want to see you?or did he not admit you? be prepared with all the possibilities and do not be spoiled!" mara resolute.
Yep...Mara did educate her son firmly so as not to be soft and can accept circumstances unlike Dana, her husband.
Ah...what can still be called a husband while they have been separated for approximately six years.
" I don't expect, just wondering what my Daddy's real face looks like, seeing from afar doesn't matter" Yuki said.
" Good.it's just the name of Mommy's child, okay the invitation has come we directly to Opa's house" said Mara.
In the car Mara seemed to focus on her tablet, because wherever she was at work she always did well without being missed, because the company he built from scratch with borrowed capital and makeshift money is now growing rapidly in the country of Japan where Yuki was born in the world without being accompanied by his biological father.
" Mom is Opa's house as big as ours?" ask Yuki.
" Hmmm" answered Mara still focused on her work.
" Is Opa's house in the pool?" ask Yuki again.
" Hmmm" replied Mara.
Upset by Mommy's answer, Yuki has a brilliant idea to prank her Mommy.
" Does Mommy still love Daddy?".
" Hmmmm" Mara replied then stunned and looked towards Yuki who was giggling beside her.
" Oooh you're mad, Mom is so upset Mom?" while tickling Yuki's stomach.
They laughed back and forth until they realized that the car that took him had entered the yard of Ramdani's mansion which was none other than his papi.
Mara sighed and then came down followed by Yuki's small steps behind her, when she opened the door appeared a figure who had been waiting for her all this time stretched out his hand to welcome the princess who had disappeared for 6 years.
" Pa.pi.." said Mara stammered and ran to her Papi and hugged her crying shedding all her longing.
" Come opa's granddaughter" he called Yuki while wiping his tears.
Yuki also ran cheerfully towards his eyes and hugged him and said, "Opa....said Mom Opa is old how is he actually still young? did Opa do plastic surgery?".
With a quick apron of her grandson Ramdani laughing to tears, Mara also smiled at the interaction between Opa and the grandson.
" Opa's granddaughter is so smart that it pleases people".
" No.. It's true Opa, Opa very handsome".
" Hahahahaha..why do your lips look like your Dad?".
Instantly all was silent, Ramdani stared at his daughter who looked indifferent even though she was actually paying attention.
" Yuki it's time to rest, take a shower and go to sleep, Mom will prepare your snacks!".
" Good Mom...."
" Opa where's Yuki's room?" ask Yuki for her opinion.
" On the 2nd floor whose doors are blue, he has specially prepared for you".
" Thank you Opa" kissed Opanya's cheek and climbed upstairs.
Mara headed to the kitchen to prepare a snack for her son, while Papi Dani felt that her little daughter had changed, her daughter was very spoiled and always cheerful now turned into a cold and talkative woman, even her tone changed, she did not recognize her daughter, like there was a huge fortress built by Asmara to protect her.
" Papi went to the room first, if you need anything, call an assistant" said Papi Dani as he passed.
" Hmmm" Mara replied as she held back her tears from dripping.
* I have to be strong, I can't be fragile, there's a big responsibility on my shoulders, I can't be whiny!* inner Mara.
After that he turned to look at the old back of his Papi who walked towards the main room of his from before that never changed.
*I will fight for you...I promise pi, I promise Yuki also * her inner being while hitting her tight chest for holding back her crying.
A little yes