
The pounding of the feet echoed through the luxurious yet silent residence where the beautiful 19-year-old girl in casual clothes clinging to the body, was, running towards the kitchen when you do not find someone who usually always waits for him in the living room.
"Mother..," cried the girl still running. "I'm home." Continued the girl once found the face of the woman who so dear she was struggling with various dishes in the kitchen.
"Well, your daughter's home?" Anastasya, the woman who already had a teenage daughter, smiled. He gasped as Natasha suddenly came and hugged him from behind.
"Huum. Waw." A pair of eyes Natasya sparkling staring at the various cuisine menu made by the mother that is so tempting. "Mother is amazing" praised Natasya who sat down on one of the chairs, preparing to start her lunch.
"Nata, wait a minute, son. You don't want to wait for your father first?"
Natasya who was about to take the plate, undo the intention.
"Did you come home?" Natasya looked around, looking for the whereabouts of the father.
Anastasya nodded her head and replied, "It is."
"Well, don't you always come home in the afternoon, after all, it's not the weekend?" The beautiful girl guessed what really happened. Kenan always comes home in the afternoon, that's the routine. The father was a hard worker, Natasha understood it. Even the time that the father has for the family is minimal, but Kenan has always taken the time to monitor the growth and development of the princess as well as her education. Natasha has no shortage of affection at all, although the time to be able to meet the father is so limited, but Kenan always does not run out of sense to make the most of that narrow time.
"Is dad sick?"
Anastasya nodded faintly which made her daughter spontaneously rise from her seat and run small towards the room that had been occupied by her parents.
The unlocked room door made it easier for Natasya to enter. As soon as the ivory-white painted door opened, Natasya could see the father's body lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
"Dad," said Natasha. The beautiful girl was closer, until now standing in the corner of the bed.
"Dad, wakeup. Let's have lunch together." Natasha touched the father's feet. His body even sat down, while his hands stretched out to massage his father's legs.
"Shew?" Kenan. His pair of eyes were now open and perfectly rounded, shocked at the sudden arrival of the princess.
"Dad sick?" The beautiful face looked anxiously at the father. Sontak Kenan smiled, looking at the beautiful face of the princess who looked so adorable.
"Just a little, baby. Few enough. Look, you can even stand up" said Kenan, rising from his bed. Stand up straight with big smiling lips.
"Father should stay healthy. In order to always take care of me and also the mother," said Natasya still hide her face in the warmth of the chest field of the father.
"Of course, baby. It will always be healthy and strong to be able to take care of you and your mother at any time" replied Kenan as he kissed the top of his daughter's head affectionately. The two hugged each other so tightly. Natasya closed her eyes with her lips unceasingly reviewing her smile. As a mere princess, Natasha felt grateful because she was always filled with love from her two masters. But without Natasya knowing, a man she now approached actually shed tears. Enjoying every moment after the moment he carved with the princess and his beloved wife. Enjoy the second by second time that is still left for the best.
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In the quiet room, Kenan sat with his mind raging. Sad and disappointed mixed into one. He did not think that the action he took years ago, it became an abyss of death as if he deliberately dug for himself.
About a year ago Kenan did feel little by little changes that occurred in his body. Kenan did not even realize it, until the events in the project area seemed to open the veil of reality that he had never imagined before.
The sedative that he actually used to consume for just a reliever of depression when abandoned by his wife and baby, he said, it is now a deadly disease when he himself can not stop the use until it must be released several years later. Even when he was married to Anastasya, Kenan secretly still consumed the tablet.
Kenan squeezed the envelope with the logo of one of the rumasakit in the city of Washington DC. Anastasya doesn't even know about this. Kenan was afraid, the man was afraid to face reality. The reality that could certainly hurt him was also the people closest to him.
"I'm sorry, Anastasya. I'm sorry, my daughter. I honestly don't want anything like this to happen, but I don't have the power to resist."
Kenan's body looks a little thin. His stamina is also starting to decrease. The sedative is apparently able to damage the body's nerve cells slowly. Wander and more and more day spread throughout the body.
Hew
Kenan breathed deeply. He has even devoted himself to a lifeline that has actually been outlined for himself.
All assets have been prepared, so that his son and wife are not lacking if he left.
Tbc.
There is especially tor. How to become rich gini. When is Anastasya happy??π‘π‘
CalmβΊβΊ
Autor must have devised the concept in advance. So don't worry. Anastasya will certainly be happy and certainly with the right person. So. keep pantengin.