บท 117: CHAPTER 117: UNTITLED

"Pidi, pada," sounds of footsteps stepping on dry leaves sounded as a woman wearing a green short-sleeved dress walked as she fanned herself.

Behind her was a young woman dressed in a blue three-quarter dress with black trousers beneath, maintaining her silence but with a smile on her face.

These two were Tapiwa and Tatenda taking a walk at the back of the estate, enjoying the cool breeze of May.

"Ummm, so no one fought in the end?" Tapiwa asked after musing for a while.

Tatenda chuckled as she recalled the situation from before and answered, "Yes, they didn't. It seemed that they were growing as each day passed."

Hearing that, Tapiwa nodded her head and said, "That's good then. It seems that it's time for me to have the hall built. I can't keep on delaying that. Everyone has issues and I need to provide them that safe space for them to open their wounds to heal," thinking about the major issue that everyone was facing.