CHAPTER FOURTY ONE

“Rong”. The old man rushed towards Mom and hugged her. “Oh Rong. It's really you”. He cried.

“Yeah”. He let go of her.

“You.....you still look beautiful as always”.

“And you too”.

“Don't try to flatter me. I've aged a lot”. His gaze moved over to me. “She....”. He first looked at mom's tummy then to me.

“Yes Amos. She's our child”. Mom answered to his curious question.

“Goodness me”. He moved closer to me and hugged me. I stood there transfixed in his arm. Didn't know whether to hug him back or not but I felt my hands circling his back. “I'm sorry”. He cried. “I'm sorry. I shouldn't have leave you. I'm such a bad father”.

“It's all in the past now Amos”. Mom said and he