Tough Love

One year later...

Sesa walked in, putting his jacket on the rack.

"Yuno, Im home." He called out, and recieved silence in return. "Yuno?"
He walked through the empty house, checking room after room. Where is--

Yuno jumped out, their daughter in hand.
"Happy birthday, Sesa!" She said, lightly hugging him as their friends and neighbors all yelled, "Surprise!" making the baby giggle happily.

Sesa laughed. "You guys are idiots! My birthday was LAST year!"
The others laughed, then went about the party.

"Yuno, did you do all this?" He asks, looking around and motioning to the party.
She smiled sweetly. "Damn right I did! Anything for my man." She replied, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Also, Bana and I made you something." She added, handing him a card with their daughters' handprints.

"Baba!" Bana said, covering her face with both of her hands. "Mae djoo ting!" She said, smacking the card.

Sesa picked her up and smiled. "Its beutiful, Bana.  Thank you."
Yuno smiled, lightly hugging him. "She worked so damn hard on it." She said, laughing as Bana reached over, swinging her little hand.
"Mama, no! Bad mama!" Bana said, lightly smacking Yuno on her nose. "No tay dat wurd!"

Everyone laughed, then Yuno said, "Ok, Bana. Mama's sorry."
Bana smiled, then said, "It k! Djoo tay towwy."


Sesa smiled, then went to check his mail.

Thats when he froze solid.

There was a letter adressed to him.

From Kota.

He opened it and read:

Sesa,
You probably got this in the mail. Well, if you did, that means Im dead. I wanted you to know that I was the son of a semi-rich man, and i put it in my will that a month after I die, you were to inherit my part of the company. Thanks for being my brother.
Kota-

Sesa covered his mouth and started crying.
Even from the grave, Kota still cared.

"Baba, djoo cwyin! Why?" Bana asks, tugging at his pant sleeve. "A friend said hi, baby." He says,hugging his daughter and joining his family. "He said hi, and he gave you a present." She looked at him, confusion on her face. "Baba, it djoo burfday. I mae kard!"
Sesa smiled, then said, "I'll take you to see him one day, Bana. We'll bring him flowers, too." Bana smiled, hugged him, then said, "Baba, djoo fwiend sound nice."

Sesa smiled sadly. "He was sweety. He most certantly was."

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Sesa Okomota.
Orphan.
Father.
Friend till the end.