Anyelir
“Anyelir.” Mom’s soft voice can be heard from outside the room.
“Just go in, Mom. It’s not locked.” I quickly wipe the remnants of my tears because I don’t want my mother to find me crying.
The door opens, followed by Mom’s slow steps towards where I am sitting. I try to smile while looking at her. Ah, staring at Mom’s gentle face makes the anxiety in my heart disappear instantly.
“Is Lathif asleep – wait, were you crying?” Mom asks while her right-hand moves to rub my cheek gently. She seems to know what her daughter is feeling right now.
I grab Mom’s fingers, grasping them tightly, while my eyes stare at her, trying to convince her that I am fine. I shake my head slowly, “No, Mom.”
Mom takes a deep breath and then exhales slowly. The look in her tranquil eyes and her face t
