GITA AND MAR
045. The Edge of the Swimming Pool
“It looks like I chose the wrong topic of conversation.” Harris looked at the lethargic face of Gita scooping the rice. Then glanced at Chika who was staring at them alternately. “Talking this work will be continued next time. Then ... we talk about the school Chika aja.” Harris looked at his daughter.
“Tante Gita until when is here, Pi?” Chika's tone was the same as before. The girl was impressive no meaning whatsoever.
“Tante Gita is still sick. Can't walk properly yet. His feet are still hurting. So ... Aunt Gita rests here until she can walk and can visit her mother. ...