Mom has been extremely worried lately she’s been keeping an eye on me like a hawk. While also maintaining her work. “Alright have to let your father know about this.” She spoke in a panic.
She then went to get a camera and a flash was felt it bothered me a bit. “Sorry.” She said.
She then had the picture sent out to my dad.
A few days later she got a call. “Finally.” She said.
She then turned it on making sure not to go to the highest setting to keep my ears healthy.
“I’m assuming you know Bataar.” Mom said.
“Yes, how in the name of the spirits did this happen.” Dad spoke alarmed.
“I don’t know Bataar our other scientists are trying to figure that out.” Mom said.
“Well I won’t lie this is… alarming.” Dad said.
“No kidding.” She said,
“Can I talk to her? It’s been ten years and I’d like to speak to our daughter for once.” Dad asked.
That got my attention.
“Yes of course.” Mom said.
He then brought her too me. “Hi dad.” I spoke worried.
“Hi Chika how are you holding up?” He asked.
“Don’t worry I’ve been pretty calm given the situation.” I said.
“That’s good to hear. At least you’ve retained some of the things we’ve taught you.” Dad said relieved.
“Yes it is.” I said.
“Alright just listen to your mother and me okay we just want what’s best for you.” Dad said.
“Alright… dad.” I said.
“That’s good thank goodness we have such an understanding daughter.” He said proudly.
“Alright Chika needs to eat now so I think it’s best to end this conversation.” Mom said.
“Oh alright that makes sense.” Dad said.
Mom then gave me my dinner and left. “You know Chika, you'll have to talk eventually.” Mom said.
Yeah I know mom. I thought but I know it’s not the right time yet.