
"You ready?"amara asked Ara who looked nervous beside her.
"Just relax you've been greedy to meet papa and now want to meet even your face tense like that" said Amara pinching chubby Ara cheek.
"Ara was afraid ma, honestly even though mom had told everything to Ara but Ara did not deny that some of Ara's heart felt disappointed in papa." said Ara staring at the gate of Aram house.
"What's wrong, we can't force the heart not to be disappointed but over time if Ara is sincere then the disappointment is gradually gone."
Ara smiled looking at Amara.
"Wait a minute let me have the security guard open the gate" said Amara out of the car and approached the security guard post.
before long the gate was open and immediately Amara ran a car into the yard of the house that he had not seen for a long time.
Amara stopped her car at the door and Aram and Asa were waiting for them.
"Corn."Amara opened the car door accompanied by Ara at the side door.
Amara lifted her face and immediately her gaze met with the brown bead that she once loved so much.
Aram's gaze turned towards a girl coming out from the door next to him, long Aram looked at the girl there was a mixed feeling as he stared at the cuby-faced girl.
Looking at the girl Aram was like seeing Amara when she first met him.
"Mama.."Call Asa to walk up to Amara and embrace her.
Amara returned Asa's embrace. Aram smiled seeing that.
"Let's go in." said Aram welcome and replied to a nod by Amara with a smile.
Amara took the hands of her two children and entered the house filled with memories.
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"It's been a long time." said Aram looking at Amara who was sitting opposite him.
Amara is sitting next to Ara and Aram in front of Amara next to Asa.
"I'm sorry, honestly I don't know anymore what mistake I made may not be counted again but even so I will always apologize to you" Aram said sincerely.
Amara fixed her sitting position realizing the conversation was starting seriously.
"I've forgiven you, and no more remembering the past let them be memories."
"But there's still one question that sticks in my brain." continued Amara.
"What?"
"The reason why you locked me up and didn't let me out, I don't think it was just your jealousy."
Aram took a deep breath before he started talking.
"I actually have a sister but she's gone, you must be thinking why there's no photo of her in this house, because she's not because of my carelessness."
"His name is Kiara and he has mental limitations." Aram's voice began to weigh heavily really he was very difficult to tell the wounds he suffered since he was 15 years old.
"He died after being hit by a car and I was right across the street, Ak…"
"Not to continue it will only open old wounds" said Amara interjected.
"Ah you're right, sometimes I feel like I'm a crybaby" Aram said, wiping away her tears.
"oh yeah, who's that sweet girl beside you?"
"Didn't Asa tell you yesterday?"ask amara back.
everyone stared at Asa asking for answers, while the one being stared at was just a whimper and scratching his head.
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seriated
warm regards from author 😘