Aháva was very excited, but also nervous, t o start her new life with her father. The plane had not taken off yet, but she was terrified, she never liked planes.
“Calm down, baby girl. Everything will be ok” said Dominik, noticing how nervous she was.
“I know, daddy” the girl answered, taking her father's hand and holding it hard as the plane took off.
Once i n the air, Aháva let go of her father's hand and looked out the window. She saw the land that welcomed her t o the world turned small and distant.
Two hours passed and Abraham couldn't take his eyes off the girl i n front of him.
He was staring closely at her.
“What i s going on, champ?” Asked Dominik, seeing how the little boy sighed and leaned back o n his seat again.
“Nothing daddy. She has a faiwy tale book and I wanna wead it.”
“Why do you not go and read along with her? she i s your sister and I am sure she will gladly share with you.”
“But, I can't wead well and I'm embawassed” confessed the boy t o his father. Dominik giggled, h e looked at Aháva and saw the book i n question.
“What are you reading honey?” The man asked his daughter.
“Red Riding Hood” answered the girl, without even looking at him.
“Really? Let me see, which part are you on, did you know that i s my favorite Grimm Brothers tale?” h e commented with a certain amusement i n his voice, while taking the book Aháva was handing over. The girl laughed, seeing her father s o excited.
“I didn't know, dad” said Aháva, laughing.
“Why do you laugh? Are you making fun of me? I was a child, too, honey.”
“Which one, daddy? Show me” Abraham climbed o n his father's lap t o get a better look at the book.
“It's my fairytale book. Mommy gave it t o me when I turned four. You can read it if you want.”
Abraham looked down and pouted.
“I can't wead wight” muttered the boy.
“That's fine. I can teach you, or read it t o you s o you can see how good it is” said Aháva.
Abraham smiled and nodded i n agreement.
Aháva asked Dominik for the book, who seemed very amused by what h e was reading.
“Sorry, papa, brother and I are going t o read it. Do you mind?”
“Sure. Here Have fun” h e answered with a broad smile, just like Dihanna, who watched what happened i n silence, filled with joy seeing her husband s o happy with his two children.
Aháva and Abraham read, slept and read again during their trip. They had a nice friendship. A few hours later, they were drained from all the reading and playing. Both kids fell asleep holding each other. A picture that would never leave Dominik's memories.
When they arrived t o their destination, Dominik had t o carry Aháva off the plane, since she was still asleep. Dihanna also carried Abraham.
The moment both children woke up, Aháva looked out the car window and she could see palm trees and the beach.
“What i s it, honey?” Asked Dominik, seeing his daughter uneasy.
Aháva looked around and she realized something…
“I thought Germany looked a lot different. It doesn't look like what the teacher showed us i n class” the girl frowned.
“That i s because we are not i n Germany” Dominik looked at his wife from the corner of his eye, riding o n the passenger side, she turned back and gave a pamphlet t o Aháva. The young girl's eyes shone. “Surprise!” h e said.
“Daddy! i s this true? We're in…”
“Orlando, Florida. Yes, my love. We are o n our way t o Disneyworld.”
Aháva screamed i n joy and her brother joined the celebration.
Undoubtedly, these would be the coolest vacation i n her life.
“Next stop, Disney's Grand Floridian Resort” indicated Dominik.
Aháva was super excited, but she couldn't help feeling sad. She missed her mommy and her daddy Amir. Dominik could sense his daughter's sadness and, somehow started feeling blue, himself, too.
They got t o their hotel, checked i n and asked t o have their dinner brought t o their room.
Dihanna and the kids were exhausted from the trip, s o Dominik was not about t o force them out of the hotel t o eat, especially, since they had the option of eating i n the comfort of their suite.
When they came i n their room, Dihanna gave her boy a bath, right before dinner.
“Aháva, honey. Would you like t o take a bath?” Asked Dihanna with a beautiful smile.
“Yes. I do. I'm all dirty” she answered with a look of disgust i n her face.
Dihanna laughed out loud.
“Come o n in, let me help” she said.
“Thank you, but I can do it myself...”
“Can you?” Dihanna was surprised by the girl's independence.
“Yes. Mommy taught me.”
“Very well, then, I'll get the water ready for you. Alright?”
“Thank you, miss Dihanna.”
Although Aháva was almost turning eight, she was very self-sufficient.
Dominik came into the room t o find his little girl diving i n her luggage, looking for something t o wear. Seeing her like that, reminded him of Samanta. There was s o much of Sam i n this little girl. h e sighed and thanked the heavens for meeting her and allowing him the joy of being the father of this beautiful little girl before him, picking that suitcase.
“Okay, honey. It's ready. There's shampoo and soap i n there” Dihanna showed the girl. “The water i s warm. Call me if you need anything. I'll be right outside.”
“Thank you, miss Diha…”
“Oh! Please, call me Dihanna. No “miss”” she smiled and left the bathroom.
Aháva left the door ajar and took her bath.
“What i s it, honey?” Asked Dominik. Dihanna seemed concerned.
“I'm scared she won't accept me and that we won't get along well and…”
“Don’t say that, love” the husband walked t o his wife and hugged her. “It i s only her first day with us. Nothing t o worry about. She took after her mother, acting independent and strong, but she needs a lot of love, deep down. Give her time. Let her get t o know you and she will grow fond of you.”
Dihanna felt very uncomfortable at the mention of Samanta, but she knew her husband couldn't avoid making remarks like that, also, h e didn't mean anything bad by it, it was just the way h e was. h e had no tact.
“Alright” said Dihanna begrudgingly.
The food came, and the Weigands shared their first dinner as a family.
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One month after.Dominik glanced at Carlos surreptitiously a n d Carlos nodded, indicating that everything was ready. Charlotte could not suppress the small smile that came from her lips, because she knew perfectly well what was going t o happen next. She was also Weigand's accomplice. Samantha gave her friend a confused a n d questioning look."They say that h e who laughs alone remembers his pranks," she mumbled, poking the blonde's side with a finger.Charlotte laughed out loud."I'm just happy t o have married a wonderful man," the Polish woman commented, scanning her surroundings with her eyes.The garden looked beautiful, decorated in a vintage style with turquoise, white a n d silver decorations. Just two hours ago, Charlotte a n d Carlos had said "Yes, I do", in front of family a n d closest friends. Samantha was the maid of honor, a n d Dominik was the best man. Little Aháva played with some children, sons of some friends of the bride a n d groom."Who would have imagined it
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