VARSHA
SEASON 2 PART 24
The dawn inched, the silhouette of the king of noon appeared to the surface. Its light gives God a very beautiful painting.
For lovers of the sunrise, the view above the horizon at this time so spoil the eyes.
Similarly, Zahra, after sleeping for about two hours he woke up and immediately carried out his obligations, after which he was now in the hallway corner of the eleventh floor.
Accompanied by a glass of warm water he witnessed the view of the capital through a large window as a dividing wall surrounded the building.
His face looked slightly pale with both puffy and swollen eyes. He continued to cry unceasingly to shake the feeling of anger.
In the midst of solitude, the cell phone in his desk pocket vibrated strongly. He reached into it and pulled out the smart thing showing the name of the first sister on the screen.
He accepted it while trying to sound cheerful.
"Hello, assalamu'alaikum, what's wrong, Lun?" tanyakanya.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, teteh... how are you there?" ask Laluna.
"Alhamdulillah be fine here. How are you guys there?" ask Zahra back.
"Thank God, we're fine too. Look at tea, next month I graduate school, well the plan is I want to work and after getting enough money, me, Olive, and Adam will follow teteh there," he explained.
"W-what? No need Lun, soon after also pass and we can re-assemble together."
The answer Laluna gave afterwards also made Zahra's feelings mixed. The handle on his phone vibrated strongly with a pounding heart.
"It's okay tea, we want a vacation there too. Because I heard that Mama got married again and got a new family there. I just want to make sure. Because a week ago mom sent me a message not to look for her whereabouts, and. mamah also said she doesn't care about us anymore. I also know from Aunt Sabil that you're in the country,"
"DON'T COME HERE THEN!" Unknowingly Zahra shouted making Laluna across there surprised.
"Sorry, I mean how did the three of you get here? The ticket price is very expensive."
"It's okay, auntie's already selling father's land in-"
"What's? It's our only treasure, why can. auntie? Astaghfirullah, it's been well Lun, it's been a lot of work."
Without waiting for his sister's reply, Zahra just hung up on him.
He gulped the warm water in one breath and squeezed the paper cup hard. His breath up and down, the emotion of self-control made his eyeballs roll incoherently.
He looked to the left where there was only a welcoming silence. The highlight of his eyes was so sharp it scanned the void that it seemed to pull away.
Zahra stepped foot with a piled up pain that could no longer be held back.
...***...
On the first floor, Zulfa and her husband, Lee Dong Hyuk, and their baby Lee Young Mi were sitting side by side.
The warm and peaceful atmosphere was so slickly felt there that there were only the three of them.
The nurse who had just examined Young Mi was smiling sweetly, too happy how harmonious their family was.
However, in the midst of their togetherness the steps of a person's steadfastness surprised. Zulfa moved from sitting and widened his eyes in disbelief.
"You!" snarl.
"What are you doing here?" ask Zulfa timidly.
Zahra grinned then turned towards the adult man and the little boy beside her. The head of the hijab nodded a few times and against his mother again, he realized one thing if the new husband did not know anything about Zulfa's past.
"He-"
"Ah, did Eomma not tell who I am?" Zahra cut her words quickly.
He walked forward closer to his mother. The middle-aged woman immediately looked at Zahra and her husband alternately.
"Eommas? Who the hell is he?" asked Dong Hyuk again in curiosity.
"Di-he's nobody, Yeobo. He's just a stranger, I don't know who he is. Mu-maybe he's the wrong person," said Zulfa nervously.
"Stop! Don't come near me, you strange woman, bratty child, selfless," she said as Zahra continued to step closer to her.
Until, "I said stop, damn it!" Zulfa cursed and slapped Zahra in the same spot for the second time.
The hijab head turned to the side with slightly torn lips and drained fresh blood.
The scene immediately attracted attention. The people who were around looked straight into the room.
The slap sound that Zulfa gave off echoed and was louder than last night. His breathing rumbled with anger making him unconscious.
Zahra chuckled softly then looked up at her mother at a glance and looked back.
"It seems you don't know who this Madam really is. She is my birth mother, your daughter's biological mother, and my siblings' birth mother. Here's the real figure of Zulfa, the woman you've married!" said Zahra staring fixedly at Dong Hyuk.
Hearing the story, the man who worked as the owner of a bouquet in one of the famous shops in the capital also widened the view.
He did not believe and expected to hear the astonishing facts of the foreign woman before him.
Zahra rubbed the blood at the corner of her rough lips and looked at the thick red liquid on her index finger.
"blood? Even this wound was not worth the pain we felt" Zahra paused her sentence and looked at Dong Hyuk and Young Mi alternately.
"May your lives be fine, it's nice to meet you." Zahra nodded her head briefly and then left just saving some resentment to give her later.
Without him knowing, the scene was witnessed by his best friend, Raina.
He who had to return to serve as an intern nurse at the hospital did not expect to have to witness the incident earlier.
Seeing his best friend comes Zahra more and more. Tears were unbearable and he cried as a result as a small run hit Raina's body.
The woman replied that she was no less tight and rubbed her back several times.
"It's okay everything will be fine," said Rania soothingly.
After that he took Zahra away from there and the crowd was dispersed by senior doctors who again had to see unexpected events.
The pain she had gotten from last night was getting stronger making her want to protect the woman.
When he saw Zahra running while crying approaching Raina, deep down he wanted to replace the wife of the younger brother.
However, he realized that their relationship was not that far. Even he knows a woman and a man who is not a mahram should not touch, unless there is a contract between the two.
He clenched his hands tightly watching the small quarrel in the room. Their eight-year-old son cried watching with his own eyes the heartbreaking scene.
Seok Jin could only grunt wryly at the reality at hand. It turned out that the woman he had only known for a few months, hid the pain so deeply.
"You're too good at hiding wounds through a smile" he murmured.