
That morning Feirvy's parents and parents visited Feirvy and their grandchildren. When saying goodbye, how sad the little boy sometimes also sometimes looks happy, when he knows that his grandmother finally said goodbye to him.
Kallea is now 5 years old. Her cheeks were white, her eyes were brightly glazed and her hair was surging black which made the little girl even more beautiful and also very cute to see.
And the word he always remembered was Papa's word. Even when he went to school, Kallea never once forgot Papa's word. Kallea likes to draw the most she can draw is a bird. When asked why do you always draw birds? He plainly replied that the bird could fly very far said Mama and Papa very far away. And the bird could meet Papa who was far away from him.
Who does not feel the irony of hearing the explanation of the little girl. At the age of 5 years old, he had long dreams for his father.
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This is the 72nd letter. Key... Is it true that you always read the letters I sent you? I don't even know, but I keep writing it for you. And I hope you always read what I write for you.
I miss... Your son misses you too. He can now guess the guess with me. When I asked who was angry like a lion. Your son answered his father. I laughed then and I never taught him that. Then I scolded him a little. Why accuse your father? My mom said she looked like me. So I immediately accused Papa because I was angry like a lion. I laughed until I cried at that moment. I feel lucky to have such a smart kid like Kallea.
What are you now? Are you taking care of yourself too? You've cut your nails and pinched the whiskers on your cheeks yet? because you often forget about those 2 things. I'm now a curusan... You said you liked me pretty. And I try to be beautiful for me. Then hurry home...
Ah yes, my mother's father is also a sister often here. So did Alan and Viola. Now Alan has a son and his son is 4 years old.
When I fold this letter and will send you my hand is always shaking. I feel that through this letter the paper I hold you will also touch. So hurry home.I'm waiting for you. Ilove you. Miss you.
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Copy the letter Feirvy read from his laptop screen. And now Feirvy closes while watching his son play in the park through the small window of his house. And from the other side. The paper sent to the key. It has been brought by a man wearing a neat black shirt on the edge of town. Trembling he held the paper tightly after reading it.
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Missing is not just yours
Hurry up, look what's coming out of my eyes
Withdrawing the heart without excuse
Pulling words from poetry
Almost lost its meaning
In the absence of nothingness
Counting empty seconds
Measuring dusty time
Still with the same miss
Everything I meet is like you
The whole dream calls from far away
Waving without strong wind
Stuck at the end of prayer
A series of poems Feirvy expressed follow the word in his heart at this time.It turns out that long he waited still miss this same as the old and still miss. While looking at the leaves of the trees on it Kallea ran to nudge the body of his mother and shouted loudly calling the name of papa.
Papa. that word immediately made Feirvy filled with virginity. His eyes widened.his body was petrified.he thought stopped. Seen by Feirvy Kallea Kallea was running towards his neighbor whose son was playing with his papa and because the little boy Kallea often followed the call papa to his friend Papa earlier.
From a distance not far from Feirvy, there was someone standing while staring at Feirvy who was without Feirvy realized there was someone looking at him and the man began to say.
“Are you okay?”
Slowly Feirvy's body and hands shook with a sense of shock. His lips half-open, his eyes widened. His heart seemed weak and unable to think anything. Then instead of happy happy and immediately hugged her husband's body tightly because of longing. Feirvy unknowingly answered the husband's question first.
With eyes that looked sad and myopic covered in tears Feirvy spoke. “Did you see I look okay?"
Key seemed to be holding back his ironic smile. “Am I going to forgive you for making you suffer like this?"
How could. How could he say that. He just came I was so happy why I had to avenge his evil against me.
There were no warm tears dripping down the cheeks of the beautiful girl. Feirvy answered her husband's words. “I'll punish you. Until you know how much I miss you." The wobbly tone had now changed Feirvy's crying voice that she could no longer control.
Feirvy's cry seemed to be slashing Key's heart. Step by step Key was about to come forward to hug his wife. But suddenly a beautiful little boy ran to his mother and immediately asked for a sling after seeing her mother cry.
Feirvy immediately carried his son who was holding his pants. And Key looked at her as if observing the little girl. Somehow when the little girl saw him, suddenly Key's heart felt filled there was an emotion that could not be expressed and like wanting to hold the child.
And Key hasn't revealed what he wanted just yet. The little boy called out to Papa. Unimaginable by Feirvy, if his young son was able to recognize his Papa directly. He usually only sees his father in photographs.
Buy the man's eyes. Instantly his heart gently rippled to the surface of his heart.
“Papa?” “What is this my son..?”
Feirvy nodded thinly and replied yes. How that time also Key's heart felt sliced. He was like thrusting a sharp dagger at himself until it felt bloody. This little boy. This little boy can even call Papa and up to this size Key never once took care of him. Therefore, Key felt very guilty to his wife, who would leave his wife alone to take care of the child that Key should also take care of him.
Key put his face down. How shameful he is, how guilty he is. Until Key cried. The crying she never showed. The crying she never did. Key felt guilty and felt he looked cruel in the eyes of his son. The man was trying to regulate his sedan sobbing as well as his breathing that was being wheezed.
His cry made Feirvy's heart ache. She never made her husband cry like this. Feirvy stepped on her legs, approaching her husband. Feirvy had tears streaming down her husband's cheeks. Key looked at Feirvy and his son. Then with both hands Key hugged them both.
“I'm fine. Your son and I are very well. You're not a bad father. You don't feel like you're a bad person."
Key hugged and kissed his son. This longing is profound. Key looked at his son and hugged him back. That he saw his son who he could only hear on the phone and now Key can hug him and kiss his own cheek. If asked happy where people get a diamond one house and Key who met his son. Surely everyone will be able to judge that Key is currently the happiest.
“Papa. Kallea dear papa."
“Papa is also very dear to Kallea.”
“Papa come with me, I have a picture of Papa and Mama with Kallea."
"really?! Papa wants to see."
"Papa won't go far anymore, will he?"
"No... Papa will always be with Kallea and mama."
"Because Kallea often dreams, Papa sings a bobby nina to Kallea."
Key smiled and kissed his beloved son. "Now it will not be through dreams again. But Papa's gonna sing a bobbed Nina every night for Kallea."
"REally?!"
Key and Feirvy smiled and said yes to their beautiful son. Then Kallea smiled with them.
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Finishes..
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6 Years in prison, it turns out that the State really needs the expertise that Key has and eventually the state cooperates with Key to make weapons legally in their country.
Thank you very much.by UlanZu. I'm gonna miss all of you.
This word follows from yesterday. There is a bonus chapter but the review may be a bit long because of the use of images.