I’m crying, touching my face with her and my eyes are closed. She clasped my face and asked anxiously, “Zain, what happened? Why are you crying like this?”

I opened my eyes and found her staring at me concernedly. “Zain, please tell me, what happened?” As she requested me, my poor heart asked me to share everything with her. My heart is craving to share my all pain with her and cry out aloud.

No, No, I can’t tell her. If she comes to know, then she won’t let me ...