
Tiara POV.
We have reached home. My mother welcomed our return with a smile as usual. We walked in behind my mom and sat on the couch.
"Mom, I'd like to ask permission to come in the next day and apply for Tiara with my family. If mommy pleases and allows of course." I was surprised unceremoniously Gio said such a thing. Because no language will say this faster to the mother. I lyrics Gio who is now with his mother. My chest is rumbling, dag-dig-dug is not careless. What did my mother respond to this?
"Yes, mom's hinting...