
"Come, Pa. I'll drive Papa to the car. Come on."
Eros followed from behind. Seeing until Darius left, he failed to say anything to his daughter, and the daughter pretended not to know.
"What's wrong?" asked Hestia as Eros looked at her.
But Eros shook his head.
The main problem is over. If he still likes to pretend, it might no longer be a problem. Because the burden is gone.
He can be happy.
"I have to call Wija too." Hestia muttered as soon as they sat down on the helicopter together.
It will be faster than using a regular vehicle.
"I also forgot to call Melia. What about the house we asked for? Melia's taste in choosing a house must be too luxurious. I want—"
"Hey, hey. Slow down." Eros dropped Hestia's phone. "Stop like a person who is being chased by time. You don't have to do it."
Hestia exhaled. "A habit," he replied evasively.
"From that, I've prepared this." Eros grabbed something under the chair, then handed it to Hestia.
"What?" Hestia asked but there was no need to answer because she had opened it.
The woman blinked, finding two different sized earrings and two similar but different sized watches.
"Is this for the kids?"
Eros picked up a large black watch. Tapping on the screen, while asking Hestia to wear large earrings.
"It's a communication device."
Eros' voice rang out in Hestia's ear. Make it clearly raise an eyebrow. "Both direction?"
"Yes. There's a little button here, press it to reply."
Hestia laughed knowing. "Why did you make this?"
"Over for you guys." Eros put the clock down again. "Children are very restless away from you. Although from now on it may not be anymore, with this they can be a little quiet."
Not a bad idea. Yujerian and Yuveria would definitely like it.
Hestia decided not to wear it first, putting it back in the box for her son to see first. He impatiently looked out the window, watching the scene from a height of twenty minutes until they finally landed in the courtyard of the Eros residence.
Hestia's punctured arm was covered in a long sleeve, so there would be no problem.
So Hestia thought, as she entered, and there was the sound of the piano clinking.
Spontaneously he and Eros approached the source of the sound, seeing Rion, Astria, Laura even Panji sitting in the room where his two children were sitting playing the piano.
It was not Yuveria who sang, it was Yujerian.
"Tsumetai nimada ga, sora de itetsuite, yasashii furi shite, mai ochiri koro ni. Hanareta dareka to, dareka ga ita koto, tada afternoons dake no hanashi."
[Cold tears freeze in the sky, pretend to be good and then slowly strangle, this is just a story about someone who was always together and then parted ways.]
Hestia could feel Yujerian's sadness in her voice. The resigned expression of Eros family member Yuveria who does not sing, until Laura looks pouted; it does not need to be explained what is.
"Anata no subete ga, katachi wo nakushite mo, eien ni boku no naka de ikiteku yo. Sayonara dekizu ni, arukidasu boku to, zutto isshoni."
[Everything about you, even if it disappears, it will all stay alive in me. Even if you can't say goodbye, you'll always be here, forever.]
Hestia put her forehead to Eros chest. He received a message from his son through the song.
But Hestia had to face them. Persuade and convince them. So after nodding at Eros who asked if he was okay, Hestia moved on.
"Mama prefers the Spanish song yesterday."
The two jumped up, directly looking towards Hestia.
Unfortunately, when Hestia thought they would jump in her arms, they were silent instead.
Both faces were instantly smudged. It was as if they were afraid to approach then Hestia said goodbye again and they had to wait a long time again.
Hestia squatting. Putting a gift box that seems unlikely to be a bribe for them.
He knows how to persuade them.
So Hestia hummed. You told Eros, right? Yuveria is easily seduced by vocals.
Yuveria's face immediately seemed to want to cry as Hestia sang them their favorite sleeping song.
Unable to hold it in, Yuveria ran into Hestia's embrace. He cried loudly, spilling his frustration and anger because Hestia had disappeared for too long.
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