Furiousness for Each Other

Despite two persons' presence in the room, there was still an eerie silence in the office.

Kawish was sitting with crossed leg, moving his chair back and forth, and looking at silently sitting Mr. Hassan in his front.

As usual, his eyes were seeming cold and his nerves were constricted.

"Why do you come here?"

Mr. Hassan said in his strict voice looking at him.

Whenever he looks at Kawish he was reminded of Zeb and his act. And remembering those old conversations, his hatred further raised for Kawish.

In his hatred, he doesn't bother to know whether his friend who was more like a brother to him is alive or not.

Perhaps his feelings for him died with the passage of time.

"Why is this so, Hassan uncle...... sorry Mr. Hassan that whenever you saw me, you seems unhappy....for once look at me with love. After all, I'm your only son-in-law."

He peered his eye with Mr. Hassan eyes. On this act, Mr. Hassan's blood boiled in anger.

"Neither I nor my daughter have any relation with you, got