Note: Forgive me for the content of this chapter earlier. Yesterday my son and I were sick so I wasn't concentrating properly. But I have revised this chapter properly. Thank you and happy reading...
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"I'm open, okay?" Micko asked again and Willy nodded. After the pencil case is opened. Micko's eyes immediately fell on the handsome face of an adult man who seemed very familiar to see, until Micko asked again.
"Whose photo is that? Why did you put it there?" asked a curious Micko.
"That's a photo of my father," Willy replied casually as he started to eat the contents of his lunch, "so that when I study I can immediately remember my father," continued Willy again.
"Where has your father been? It's a long way to work, isn't it?" welcome Micko again. It seemed that the conversation between the two five and six-year-olds was going well. Hearing Micko's question, Willy shook his head.
