“Papa Arthur!” Astoria yelled when they got home. “Papa! Papa! Papa!” she continued yelling as she run around the house.
“Baby” Aya called from the kitchen.
“Hi, Mama! I miss you!” she ran and kissed her. “Where’s Papa?” she asked.
“Look at the backyard, I think he’s planting” she said.
“Mama” she raised her hand to hugged her.
“Yes?” Aya asked her as she sat to be in her level.
“Can I have maha today?” she asked sweetly.
“Oh, sweetheart” Aya amusedly watched her. “Okay” she laughed.
“Okay” she beamed and then ran off to the backyard and called her grandfather again.
“I’ll help cooking the maha, Ma” he said. He knows how hard it is to cook maha, just extracting coconut milk is too much work.
“Oh, no. You should just spend your time with your daughter. I already prepared my ingred
