Uncle Abian 

As promised earlier, Freya really woke up very early. She even ran in her pajamas into Letta's room, who was still wrapped in a thick blanket. The weather today was noticeably colder than before, making it difficult for Letta to get out of bed.

"Mom, wake up, it's already morning. Aren't we going to the city?" Freya said as she climbed onto the bed and shook Letta's body, still curled up in the thick blanket.

"It's still too early, dear. We can leave ina few hours. So, can you let me sleep a little longer?” Letta said, causing Freya to shake her head.

"No, Mom, we will need time to get ready. I don't want Uncle to wait too long. He'll definitely be cold out there after waiting for an hour," Freya said, finally making Letta open her eyes wide. "What?" Letta asked to make sure.

“Uncle has been on our porch for about an hour. I heard his car when he arrived. After waking up, I thought it was just the wine truck, but it turned out that after waiting for an hour, I saw someone standi