Mika was silent on the sofa in the corner of her room. Tears were still flowing from the girl's sad eyes. Now, he was completely alone, I don't know what he should do now.
Since the death of his mother, his father is the only person of value he has. If he's not there, then what should Mika do?
Knock knock!
Knock knock!
"Non, there is a guest," said someone from the front door of Mika's room.
Reluctantly, the girl came out of the room, and walked unsteadily into the living room. Someone who was familiar to him, was sitting on the sofa with his eyes fixed on him.
That man!
Mika approached Arga and sat across from him.
"What is it?" Mika asked in such a weak voice.
"I want to talk about the promise I made to your father!"
Promise?
Mika smiled sadly at the man's intention.
