"Ok! As you say Sifu!" Rhehan smiled back at him, looking at his loving face. "I still can not believe, I am actually meeting you again!" He suddenly hugged the old monk again, feeling excited. "Thank you for everything. Right from the day, I was born to this day, I have always had your support. Thank you for making me capable enough to stand on my feet!" Rhehan remembered the time, he was sent to a day school by the monk and then to the cafe for some practical experiences. Today everything has paid-off. He was so used to working hard in his life, that it was no longer a work, just his every day habbit.
The old monk patted his back. "So much we wanted to keep you here, but we knew, where you actually belonged. Now, since you know about almost everything, do come here often. We all miss you! Also, make sure, you don"t tell anybody about all this. Ok? Not even Kareem!" The old monk looked at Rose, with a serious face.
"Yes Sifu! We will not!" Rose replied obediently.
They all chatted for a while and Rhehan kept telling the old monk, how he grabbed the aviation deal and hence now becomes the 3rd richest Asian. Though the old monk knew everything already, but still he listened to him, just like their old days. Rhehan would come back home and tell his old man everything, while the old man served him food, made with his own hands.
After another two hours, of non-stop talking by Rhehan the two decided to leave as it was already getting late. Their hands loaded with various gifts, the two stepped out of the west woods, after riding back, till the car, on imperial lion"s back. Everybody bid mushy and sticky good byes to the two visitors and finally they sat back in their car.
"Wow! We have so many gifts." Rose looked at the incense sticks, herbs,clay pots, fresh fruits.
Rhehan grinned back, looking at Rose. He felt that he was an entirely different person coming back from woods. He switched on the ignition and was about to step on the peddle, when suddenly out of no- where, a large flyer came flying and landed on the car"s windscreen.
"What"s this? It"s blocking my view!" Rhehan frowned looking at the large red and black colored flyer with something written on it. It was little strange, because their was hardly any wind blowing.
Rose tilted her head and read its contents. "Looks like an advertis.e.m.e.nt of a kind of auction for antique items!"