
Somewhere, in another part of the world. A little boy was running around the flower garden. Looks cheerful with laughter that sounds giggling. Next to him was an Angora cat who came running around, chasing the little boy while continuing to meow.
From a distance, a smiling woman saw him. He looks relaxed, enjoying his afternoon while enjoying a cup of warm tea and a gingerbread snack. His face looked shady, looked so mature and very calm.
"Nara, don't run around, son .. watch out for the fall!" A middle-aged woman had just emerged from inside the house. Even though her hair had all whitened, but she looked still fit so healthily.
"He's fine, Emily," said the sitting woman, smiling to appease the middle-aged woman who had just arrived.
"Oh, Zara .. You always let her act on her own, aren't you worried?" emily asked, sitting next to the young woman.
Zara shook her head, still displaying her sweet smile. "So he will learn, our job is to just watch him and guide him if he steps wrong" he replied gently.
Emily rolled her lazy eyeball, the middle-aged woman began to sip her tea which now felt a little cold. Afterwards, he looked up while watching the boy running around in front of him.
"We are so overwhelmed that we don't realize time has passed. Look, your son's almost five now." Emily begins the conversation while imagining the past.
"You're right." Zara's gaze drifted to six years ago, when she first set foot in the Netherlands.
She smiled, remembering how devastated she was after hearing the news that her husband had another daughter. Zara, who was devastated at the time, decided to run away by stealing the mother's jewelry.
At that time, Zara did not stay. He always went to one place and another so that he could not be tracked by his family. His efforts were successful, but it also cost him his money.
He gave up and was almost desperate, when God gave him another destiny. A month after her departure, she realized she was pregnant. Zara, who knew the fact, regretted leaving her family behind.
Zara could not return, her jewelry was exhausted with her cash. Luckily, he met Emily. The old restaurant owner who fed her at the time found herself unconscious on the street. After that, they became familiar after Zara told him everything about her. The sympathetic Emily helps him, takes care of him, and finances all his needs. Even managing a Visa for him so that he can stay longer in the Netherlands.
And this is where Zara finally is. In a distant place, no one knows him, no family or friends who know his whereabouts. She lives with Emily, her widow, and Nara, her son.
Zara deliberately put the abbreviated name on her son, so that he does not forget the events in his past.
"Why do I miss my family, Emily," Zara said suddenly after a long daydreaming.
"Do you want your country back to see him?" ask Emily curiously.
Zara was still smiling, staring blankly at the front. "Come on, I don't know."
Maybe it's time for me to come back. I've been hiding and running away from trouble for a long time.
In a minute, Papa. Wait me.
...End...