Episode 43
Arin turned to Mac and asked, "Mac?"
"Arin, sir, is a bit concerned about Farru. Actually, we should be more careful. "I really don't want to make the same mistake again," Mac said. Arin looked downwards with a nod.
Now is the time.
As soon as I opened the door, I noticed Farru reading a book. I approached him gently and took a position behind him. But he didn't return my stare.
I took a step back and lowered my eyes. I know you're aware that I'm here, yet you refuse to look at me or speak to me. I coughed loudly.
Farru's Point of View
My dad coughed, and I was aware of it. He is attempting to communicate with me. So I put the book down and turned my attention to him. "Do you need anything?" I asked. "No, I'm simply here to read," Dad explained. As soon as I heard him, I shifted my gaze and reopened the book. Dad approached me and attempted to take a book from the bookshelf. He picked up a book and pretended to read it. I moved my body and sat on a chair. I'm sure he's come to say something. After a while, I observed that my father had taken a seat in front of me. "Do you really have nothing to say?" I said, without looking at him.
"N-no," dad mumbled as he gazed up at me. "Why do you keep asking the same question?"
"Because your book is turned upside down." "How can someone read a book like this?" I asked as I turned the page. As soon as my dad heard me, he changed the book. I let out a sigh. After that, I closed the book. "But, "I replied, as I glanced at him," I have something to tell you."
Musa gazed at Farru with a quizzical look. "What is it?" he asked, his tone solemn. "I, too, would like to go to Albania," I stated flatly.
"What?" said Dad, as he heard me, he abruptly spoke up. Farru, are you completely insane? "Don't you know that everyone knows-." I interrupted Dad and said, "Yeah, I know I'm dead in front of the rest of the world." Isn't that what you wanted to say? " He gently dropped his sight but did not respond to my question. "You can't go there," he murmured. It's probably not the right moment." "I think this is the right time," I stated. Dad abruptly said, "Farru!" I could not take my gaze away from him. I'm no longer terrified of him; in fact, I'm no longer afraid of anything. "Listen son," Dad remarked with a sigh. " Please try to understand. This isn't a game. You won't be able to handle it. " I had a serious expression on my face. Dad again said the same thing. He saw me as a helpless little boy, incapable of everything, even saving his mother. When my dad says things like this, it gets me even angrier. It tore at the very core of my body. It reminds me of that night. To keep my rage under control, I stiffened my jaw and closed my eyes. "Actually, you are right this time," I answered, "but not entirely." Dad gave me a frown. "I think the person who needs to know that I am alive already knows that I am alive," I responded with a smile. Dad asked, "Wh-what?" "Yes, the truth is gradually becoming known to everyone." So I think I should come as soon as possible," I said.
"Farru, what are you saying? How is that possible? "It's impossible," Dad said. I scowled and said, "What is impossible, Mr. Musa?"
I got a puzzled glance from my father. "Can you tell me what's impossible?" Do you think you'll be able to keep the truth from them? "Do you think you can keep me safe?" As I gently rose up, I asked. "Do you think people believe you no matter what you say?" As I slapped on the table, I said, "Do you think you're the most powerful guy in the world, and no one can touch us?"
My dad's gaze was fixed on me, as was mine. I'll never forget this , dad. Because of you, yes, because of you and your stupid actions, my mom was brutally killed. I took a long breath and turned my gaze away from him. And then I walked out of the library.
Musa's Point of View
I lowered my head and clutched both of my hands. I hurt him once more by stating this. I know, it was my fault. As a result, I lost everything. But, Farru, I can't bring my precious one back, I can't bring your mother back.
My eyes welled up with tears as I thought. But all of a sudden, Farru's one word came to mind. He stated that they are aware that my son is alive. But how can this be possible? Is there something that happens that I'm not aware of?
I sat there for a minute and then hurriedly moved away. They are definitely hiding something from me.
The opposing viewpoint.
We arrived at his residence. I peered out the window of the car. A large number of people were coming into their residence. "Daniel," I said nervously. He caressed my face as he murmured, "hello." "Don't be frightened, honey. This is your home too, right? ", he said.
Sheetal’s Aside.
Daniel adds, "It's also my home." But how? He doesn't make any attempt to understand anything. Will his parents accept me? "Daniel, what if your parents don't like me?" I asked. "What do you think of me, Sheetal?" I've already informed my mom about you. "I'm not the sort of person that keeps things hidden from his parents," Daniel said.
I merely gave a modest nod and remained silent. "Sheetal, your gloomy expression bothers me. Okay, listen, I don't give a damn if they don't like you. "That's all I want from you," he added.
to be continued..
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