Maria's POV:
"I miss you some much, dad." I sniffed shedding the tears that had pooled up in my eyes, hearing to the dad's voice.
"We're coming next week to see you both. Don't worry, my precious." Dad told me and a smile appeared on my tear-stained face.
"Promise?" I asked to assure.
"Promise," Dad confirmed.
"I love you, dad." I beamed in happiness.
"Love you too, my daughter." Came the reply with the same enthusiasm.
"Ok, here, talk to your mother. She is continuously glaring me for not letting her talk to you." Dad said and I chuckled, imagining the scene in my mind.
Mon and dad are so cute together.
"Assalam o Alaikum, Maria, my girl." Mom greeted as soon as dad gave her the cell phone.
"Walaikum Assalam, mom," I replied.
"How are you? Where you have been? It has been so
