, the pain on his face began to feel more real. As he closed the door of his house, footsteps were heard from the

tting up from her seat. "Oh my God, why is your

alm his mother. "Mom, calm down. I

ith worry. "A small wound? Look at your face!

reet, I saw my employee, Kiara, being robbed by a group of th

pride and worry. "You, always brave in facing dangero

. "I can't stay silent, Mom. Kiara needs help, and

ression. "Arsen, you know Mom is worried. You're an adul

, I'm fine. It's jus

kitchen. "Wait here, Mom will get some medicin

his mother in her tracks. "No need,

s. "How can I do it myself? You're so st

la, his little daughter, ran out of her room and went straight to her fath

ice, her eyes full of worry. "Why is

Nayla's height. "No, honey. Daddy didn't fight. Daddy ju

iosity and worry. "Daddy helped someone? But why did Dadd

r. "Daddy is fine, Nayla. It's jus

to let go. "I'm proud of Daddy who helps other people, but

, crouched down beside them. "Nayla, honey, your father is great at h

and his mother. "Come on, Mom. I'm fine. Nayla, just r

orry. Dina skillfully began to clean the wound on Ars

se," said Dina while applying antiseptic liquid to Arsen's wound. "Next tim

it back and watch other people in danger. Espe

her son with a concerned but loving gaze. "You are just like your father, always

more careful, Mom. Thank

now looked at Arsen's face with sparkling eyes.

addy is not a hero like in the movies, but Daddy alwa

glad Daddy is kind, but next time

aughter's forehead. "Daddy prom

idering that it was already night and Nayla had school the next day

t to let go of her father's embrace.