Facing the Truth

The tears in his eyes make the vision of his eyes blurry in front of him. Because of tightly clenching his mouth, the nerves were popping out on his neck. His grip on the steering wheel was quite harsh and strong.

Despite taking control on himself, the water from his eyes streamed on his face.

"Mama…." A storm has been created by this single word in his mind and heart. He was continuously rubbing the shedding tears with the back of his hand. Driving very rashly, he reached Shah's mansion. He stopped his car in the driveway and went inside.

"Assalamualaikum sir….will you drink water?" The maid who was busy dusting stood when she saw him. She greeted him and asked about bringing water.

Ignoring her, he went through the corridor to the second floor where his hidden room is located. The heart of the maid shuddered on listening to the shutting of the door with a loud thud.

"May everything be alright." A pray abruptly left her heart and then she went towards the room of Biya to inform her