"Behave for you Uncle Zimo and his friend." Ilya told his son, Nikolai as he made sure his son was dressed properly.
Angelo and Yu Zimo patiently stood by the door as they watch a father say goodbye to his son.
To any passer by it would seem like this was your average farewell as a little boy was off to spend the night with his uncle, but beneath the surface there was much more going on.
Angelo knew that there was a chance that Ilya would never get to see his son again.
"I will papa." Nikolai promised as he hugged his father and ran over to Angelo and Yu Zimo who were each carrying one of Nikolai's bags.
"Don't worry, Ilya, I'll watch over him." Yu Zimo promised as Nikolai walked over to them, holding his hand tight.
Ilya looked at the two men and the young boy and gave them a sad smile.
It was as if he knew the results of tomorrow's meeting already.
