It was her tears that kept her alive in the furnace of this pain. She could not extinguish what has been, yet only carried her forward until a time comes when that searing pain is distant enough to forget more than remember, and maybe one day erase itself from her brain.

'You should take it easy on yourself, Ya Hidayah. You've been crying since you woke up." Nafisa spoke, softly. She kept looking at the door to see if he'd show up. After he had announced about the pregnancy, he excused ...