The sun is not too hot and the coconut leaves are also large. The plantation is not wide, but I think it would sound great if it would be expanded in the future. Land is just the problem. But I'm sure Rustov can do something about that after a few years. He's on his third year now. Say, in four or five years?
I stared at him while walking. I know, this man will be successful in time. And the way he moves, it was like he knew too. He's sure he will make it. He knew very well.
"How was foundation week? Did you have booths?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Oh. It looks the same to us. It's a pity I didn't come home. I was just worried about Ate. Her pregnancy was a bit difficult, and then Zach had to be taken care of."
"Doesn't he have an assistant?"
"Zach has a nanny. But she's hands on with the child. And now she's so excited because her second baby is a girl."
He grabbed my elbow and almost tripped because of the protruding rock.
