He felt how his world was slowly slipping out of his hold. Like a baby learning how to walk, Adyan held his hands firm on the wall for support and toddled to Dad's room. All his life, he had always been going to Mom for whatever problem he has, but today; he just felt like she's going to add more salt to his wound. He needs a man to man conversation.
He knocked on Dad's door and knelt on his knees. It's too much, he couldn't bring himself to stand upright for what he heard was eating up his organs in a swift.
"Who's that?" He heard Dad's muffled voice as he walked over the room.
The knob turned as Dad nagged, "Ni'imah I told you to stop worrying yourself about this. If you act like this, then what do we expect from Adyan?" Dad's jaws almost fell to the ground the moment he set his eyes
