"Father, I'll rest, I am tired," she was swaying with the dizziness.
She was tired but not sleepy.
She wanted to check her wounds.
She wanted to cure early before her father ask her about it.
He smiled to see her false actions but gestured.
"Take good rest," he patted on her head.
"Father, are you angry?" She could see his eyes those were deep like ocean and knowledgeable like diety knew everything.
"My daughter you are my pride, though I was unable to guide you when you were in the growing years but I am happy that you learned great things without me present around, and the rest of things we will learn together I promise," he tilted down his head to look at his daughter clearly.
"Father, I missed you so much," her voice was quivering and her eyes were filled with the tears and the river broke from her eyes wetting her cheeks.
