Retaliation Queensany

Chapter 52

Year after year, it keeps changing so fast.

Many places in several parts of the Syrian state have changed and developed following the times that exist.

It appears an old man was riding his train across the street area not far from the ancient castle that has been abandoned since Albert's departure many years ago.

A small smile was engraved on the old man's lips before the end of his life he also immediately looked away as well as his gaze from the already unkempt ancient Castle.

Slowly his carriage walked down the crowded street in the corner of the city.

"The air is so cool. Hem!, the boy. Why does he always forbid me to go around like this?," lamented the grandfather continues to ride his train while occasionally twitching his eyelids in order to get better focus again at his advanced age.

"Hey uncle!,".

The cries of some people continued to greet him along the road he was passing.

Sometimes he glanced at his watch while increasing the speed of the train he was driving.

A few minutes later, the carriage had entered a spacious and magnificent courtyard of the house.

But the park around him is still unchanged from year to year.

Still with the nuances of flowers loved by someone who is so special in the heart of the garden owner.

Not far from where the old man was, a young man was already standing right in front of the door with his hands on his waist staring intently at him.

"That boy, he's going to start nagging for a little while longer" lamented the old man trying to turn off the train's engine as he got off his train despite his great difficulty.

Feeling his back hurt, the grandfather was still trying to walk as normally as he could.

It turns out that there is also a truth that he forbade me to stay long on the train, ouch!, my back, complained the grandfather tried to remain ordinary in front of the son.

"Dad, are you satisfied to go around her?," said the son upset.

"Adam, I just went out for a little while looking for the wind, you're so stingy" lamented the old man who turned out to be Yekka.

"Dad bored son," said Yekka while removing his kopyah so that it shows his hair that has whitened all her.

"This house has been magic so luxurious and complete for father, but this is still not enough?" said Adam inexhaustible with his own father.

"Have forgotten it. I want to feed your mother first," exclaimed Yekka walking limped into his magnificent house.

Their lives have now risen to the surface.

Thanks to Adam's perseverance and hard work, he was able to get the scholarship he wanted even to the last level of education.

The house that was once small and simple, has now turned into so luxurious and versatile.

"I've told you, as good as we're looking for a maid to take care of mom, so you don't have to bother like this," Adam lamented.

"La!, as long as you are healthy and capable, you will always take care of your mother" yekka exclaimed, still loving Mastany to this day.

When a room door opens.

Looks like a beautiful woman is still sitting quietly in her place ago.

"Assalammualaikum," said Yekka while peeping the head of the woman who is none other than Mastany.

With hair that has also been whitened all over, Mastany still looks young and beautiful as before.

"Bismillah, breakfast first yes," said Yekka with his soft words as he began to feed Mastany with breakfast ready on the room table.

"I'm the one who feeds his father, as well as his father's breakfast, okay," cried Adam trying to take a plate of breakfast in the hands of the father.

"La!, let me feed her, as long as I'm healthy, I'll take care of her, myself." said Yekka trying to stop her.

Hearing the father's words that did not sound as usual, Adam's heart began to worry in his making.