Arra was silent for a long time when she saw how Giral ate dinner very voraciously, tonight his father didn't come home. Even her mother was ready to dress modestly and was busy munching on her dinner even if a little to accompany their two children who were enjoying their dinner.
Twenty minutes after the two finished dinners, the man took a quick sip of his mineral water and waited for Arra to finish eating dinner. Two minutes finished, Giral smiled and spoke. "Thanks for the dinner, mother."
"You're welcome." The woman answered, cleaned her lips, and got up to say goodbye. "Take care of your little sister, Giral." The woman kissed the top of her son's head and walked over to where Arra was sitting. "You too, Arra."
"Don't go out on girly nights. Do you understand?" She did the same, kissed the top of Arra's head, and walked away from the house.
Giral comes home and lives at home with Arra. At least someone will take care of her youngest daughter.
