15- we were meant to meet

Sara's POV:

This house was big and beautiful. Ever since Aunt Ella said goodbye to me, I explored it for the third time, except for going in the only room, the one facing mine. Should i go inside? I thought while looking at the door knob. I think it's okay. I think i should go in. Without more thinking, i opened the door. It was dark inside, totally dark for me to step forward. I placed my right hand on the wall in order to search for the light and switched the buttons on. With sudden brightness, my eyes closed for a moment. It was a big room, bigger than mine. Design was elegant. Room was so cleaned that i suspected that the one who live here are cleanliness freaks.Just kidding. Damn my thoughts. Walls were painted white, pillars were blue. A big glass door window facing lawn, opened in balcony. Overall view of the room made me think of seven star hotels. As i turned towards the door to go back, my sight caught picture in a frame located on one of the side table. I moved towards it. It was a family picture. I picked it up.

"How-?"

I was shocked to see that picture. I literally lost my words.

"How can it be him?"

These were the words came through my mouth as i saw a picture of Aunt Ella with a forty year old man, sitting on a couch and a young man standing behind them, with a great smile on his face. It was him, again. Was it fate? Was it destiny? No, can't be. Just a mere coincidence, right? But why him again? Rather than whole world, why it has to be him?

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Daniel's POV:

"There you are,mom. I told you to stay at home. Stay for some days here, with me. Why don't you listen? Called me to meet you here, in a park. I was about to go home, mom."

I hugged my mom tightly as i saw her sitting on a bench in the same park we used to come with dad when i was a child. This park had witnessed me grown up.

"It's okay, Dan. I know. It's just i have a meeting to attend back there. I have to go. If it wasn't for Sara, i decided to came back next month to see you. But since it was urgent, so i had to come. I took her to house. You kept it in good shape ,thank God.

"So, you are here to meet that girl, not me. Seems like i was really adopted."

I tried to make her laugh. She did smile at my stupid joke.

"My son is grown up now. He knows how to get jealous. You know what, Dan, when you were little, your dad and I used to think that we'll be the most beautiful family ever. Three of us, only us. But since we got separated, my only hope is with you. I want to see your childhood again. I want you to get marry and..."

Mom kept getting sentimental vibes like this again and again ever since dad and she got divorce.

"Hey, mom, w-what do you think you are doing? Again? Like really? I'm only 20 mom. I'm too young to be in a relationship and you are talking about marriage?"

I started laughing at her jokes. But i knew it. They wasn't jokes.

"So what? Me and your dad fell in love when we were just 18. We went to same school. We were childhood sweethearts, but we couldn't make it till end. Well forget it. But you, my son, had never been in real relationship. "

My mom tried to persuade me for something i was not ready for. But why was she doing that?

"Mom, i am getting negative vibes now. Why is that you are discussing this topic now?"

"Oh-h no, no its nothing. Well there is something i need you to do. You know you have a guest at home now. Never let her feel uncomfortable, okay? I regard her as my own daughter. She is the only thing i have that belongsto Carmella. Please take care of her for me, would you?"

Mom held my hands tightly in her warm hands, with tears in her eyes whenever she talk about Aunt Carmella.

"It's okay, mom. I'll try to-"

And my cellphone started ringing. I immediately took it out of my jacket's pocket. It was Carrie. What did she want now?

"Mom, spare me a moment. I need to take this."

"Yeah, sure."

Mom started wiping off her tears. I stood up and started moving towards left to answer it.

"Hello-"

" Where is Mark?"

A loud sound, full of anger striked my ears.

"Hey, speak slowly. And no one taught you manners , is this the way you talk to your seniors?"

"Cut the crap. My manners are far better than yours. On the other hand you don't deserve to-. Forget it. Where is Mark?"

"What is it? Afraid enough to finish your sentence?"

"Afraid? Of what? Of you? Are you kidding? Oh no, should i get afraid of that stupid bully girl, Eva. She'll be here and punch me on my face if i bothered her mr. Perfect, right?"

"Hey Carrie, shut up. Stop that already. Why are so mean today? I thought the only person you cared about is your friend. Why are you asking about Mark?"

"Okay, sorry for that. I didn't mean to offend you. It's just I'm a little out of my mind because of that stupid bully girl. Sara had to leave the hostel because of her. She is gone. To someone's house, probably her aunt. So. I'm kind of alone and in a bad mood. That's why I'm asking for Mark."

"Her aunt's house?"

This word stuck me in her whole speech. Is she the one-? Should I ask mom? Did she mention that girl's name earlier?

"Yeah, so-"

"Hey, wait. I don't know where your brother is. I'll tell him to call you. I'm a little busy. Talk to you later."

I hung up and went to where mom was sitting.

"Mom, i want to ask what's that girl name again?"

"It's Sara, why are you asking? You know her?"

So, it's her. It's her, really.

"Uuh, no I don't. Just asking casually."

It's not like i was very happy that it was her. I wasn't sad too. I couldn't find out what kind of emotion they were. But still, i think God wants to give me a chance to solve everything.

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Richard's POV:

I've been there whole afternoon thinking who that woman was, where did she go, and why was Sara there? It wasn't like i couldn't take Sara with ne now. But before that, i wanted to figure out what was going on? How dare she come her? Without my permission. If it's something fishy, she's going to pay for it.