Bab 207: "Dad, look at my castle!

"Dad, I made this!"

"Dad, look at my castle!" A little boy of around four or five jumped up and with his chubby legs ran to a man. He pulled his father's hand and pointed to the sandcastle he just made. The man looked at him with pride, ruffled his hair and both kneeled beside it.

"Isn't it strong and big?" He looked up waiting for a word of praise. 

"Well. It looks good. How did you make that?" He patted his son's head.

"Dad, you make one too."

"Okay."

A woman was looking at the cute pair with sparkly eyes. The cool sea breeze danced with her hair. The calming sound of waves, along with the noises of the boy's laughter, added pleasantness to this place.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop? Are you tired?" A warm hand fell on her shoulders. She didn't turn in the direction of the voice, staring at the pair of father and son as they walked out of her sight.

Then she turned to Vivan and smiled "That boy was so cute!"