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Maliya was resuming school after the December holidays.
She was all gloomy and dressed up sluggishly in her room.
"Liya, you are going to be late if you keep up with that attitude of yours" her mom said while knocking on her door.
Maliya who was now fully dressed up and ready to leave sighed before opening the door.
"Do I really have to go today? I don't really feel like going mom" Maliya complained for like the thousandth time.
"I would let you stay but you are shifting classes baby. It's a new year and you are not sure if all your things are in one place. You have to go and keep your things in order. How about this, your dad and I will visit you in a week's time" suggested her mom but Maliya rolled her eyes.
"Which dad? Cause if you mean the man we are living with, I don't think so mom. He hates me with all he has. Has he ever smiled at me? All he ever does is yell or look at me in disgust. He only treats me nicely if Carlos is around. Now it's been years mom and he treats me like that. Like, did I do anything wrong to him? Or am I not his daughter?" Asked Maliya in anger
"We are not going back to that topic Liya. And just to clarify it again for you, he is your biological father" his mom assured but Maliya wasn't convinced.
She rolled her eyes once again, kissed her mom's cheeks and left the room.
"Hey wait, you haven't taken your pocket money" her mom called to her and she stopped.
Mrs David walked to her husband, took money from him and walked to Maliya.
"If it's not enough, I'll send you more tomorrow. Okay baby?" Asked Mrs David to his only daughter.
"Okay mom. Bye" said Maliya and off she left the house.
"You see, she doesn't even have regards for her father. She didn't even say goodbye to me. What kind of daughter is she?" Asked Mr David who was holding a magazine just next to the televison set.
"It's all your attitude David. Don't you see, she is just like you. You both have ego and anger issues" Mrs David said in a smile.
"Not at all. My son Carlos is all me. He resembles me in every aspect" Mr David said proudly.
"Are you both talking about me?" A man who just walked in said in a smile.
"Carl! You are home" Mrs David said in excitement and rushed to meet his son.
"You see, that's my boy" Mr David dropped his magazine just to rush to his son who was now home after being away for three good years.
He was an undercover cop working for the government and had undergone full training.
For three good years, he had made his department very proud with absolutely successful missions.
He had never failed a single mission he was assigned to.
That promoted him to be the team's leader and he finally asked for his first long annual leave.
"Leave my son for me now. Your daughter has just left. You are on your own" Mr David said proudly and laughed as he pulled Carlos to the living room.
"Maliya has just left for school?" Carlos asked as he followed his father and sat next to him on the sofa.
"Yes she just did. She was all gloomy today. She didn't want to leave for school" Mrs David said as she poured water for Carlos and gave it to him.
"She is always a stubborn girl. How have you been son?" Mr David asked not wanting to talk about Maliya.
"Been good dad. I think Liya hasn't left the station by now. I'll go surprise her and then come back" Carlos said and stood up to leave.
"You just got here son. You need to rest" said Mr David but Carlos was already at the door.
"I'll be right back dad" said Carlos and closed the door behind him.
Just as he left their yard, he tripped and almost fell.
Not because he stepped on something, but because of who he met outside there.
It was his three years old ex girlfriend, miss Annaya.
"Annaya, what are you doing here?" Asked Carlos in disbelief and a stupid smile crossed his lips.
"I should be asking you that" said miss Annaya who never expected to see him too.
"Me? I... I live here" he said and pointed his home.
"You live here? I thought it was just a family of three that lived here" she said
"That's because i've been away for years" he replied in a fading smile.
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