Life Works in Mysterious Ways
I inquired, putting my gun down seeing that it was papa.
"Sorry little one. Papa whispered closing the door behind him.
"Sofiya." (Sophia) Papa gulped, gestering with his head towards Omasu and Akira who was still standing waiting for my command.
"Omasu, Akira, otoydite" ( Omasu, Akira, stand down) I commanded in a taut voice.
Omasu and Akira lowered themselves, laying as they were before.
"Chto eto, papa?" (What is it papa) I asked pinching the bridge of my nose with my thumb and index finger, feeling a pain starting between my eye's.
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