On a February morning, Anisa's phone rang.
"Anisa...we need to see you urgently today."
It was her parents'voices, insistent and laced with unspoken worry over the line. 🗣
She quickly sent a message to Yugh: "Won't be able to come to the studio today or tomorrow due to a personal matter. - Anisa."
Yugh will have to manage the studio alone for now, she thought. 😇
She headed to the station and boarded a train. Several hours of train travel later, followed by a taxi ride from the station, she finally arrived at her family home.
The door opened, and her parents and her sister, Kirana, welcomed her warmly. 🎉
"Anisa! You're here!" her mother exclaimed, embracing her with a smile.
"We heard you were coming,"her father said, holding her shoulders with affection as he guided her inside.
Kirana, standing near their mother, smiled and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "We're truly happy you're here with us now." 🎆
Anisa returned the smile, but her heart was quiet. As the days apart from the recent traumatic events settled over her, she found a deep, wordless comfort in simply being with them, safe. 🎗