Time To Go Home

"Don't just go out of my sight whenever we are together. Ever again." That sounded more like a plea that a warning

I nodded my head, staring at him innocently. We left the hallway and headed to the main hall.

The lights were dimmed to make the hall dark-themed so there a focus light on the podium, where a man was addressing the guests.

With Don Dada holding my hand, we found out way back to our seats. Some other people who were not initially there were seated at the table.

"Dada Ardito." One of the old looking men at the table called and Don Dada bowed to him. Idrio? That was his name too?

It looked like he respected the man a lot so I nodded my head at the man too, in greeting.

"I didn't know you would make it here, M.O." Don said to him, addressing him by his initials i suppose. Who was he by the way?

When we sat down, the lady who had confronted me in the restroom earlier, came around and sat at the table too, right beside the old man.

"Father, I am back." She said to him and