you were often bullied at school, but you were afraid to tell your father Horangi about it, because from your very childhood he taught you to be strong and fight back. Today you came home from school very upset and with a black eye. Horangi saw you and approached you.

—«hello dear, how are you doing..» Horangi paused when he saw the bruise under your eye. He clenched his fist..

—«Who did this to you..?» said Horangi in a stern voice.