Anticipated, Sara waited for her husband to enter the room, who was taking the whole day to do so!
Zaim on the other hand, was hesitating whether he should go in or no. Gaining enough strength he opened the door and slightly entered the door, without making any noise and avoiding looking at her.
On the hand Sara, was watching his every move from his legs to his eyes. He wasn't making any eye contact which did not go unnoticed by Sara.
Both were far away from each other, waiting for the other to speak up. Though their body were far away, their hearts were together. It was beating simultaneously.
Zaim looking at Sara, his heart paining to look at her fragile figure. She had lost weight and her cheeks had gone inside, which made her look more of a sick person.
Sara looked at her once
