They just left the house, and Darvish had not tried to run to Benazira, let alone get up.
He was in the same lying down position.
If someone would see him in this state, one would think he is dead.
But no.
He was hurting in peace.
Did that even exist?
To hurt in peace?
No?
Yes.
He didn't try to do anything.
He wanted to go to his sister, and hold her, calm her, caress her head, kiss her head, tell her everything will be okay.
But how could he?
How could he face the only thing dear to him, after causing all that on her?
How could he forgive himself?
No, how could Benazira forgive him?
He questioned whether God would forgive him.
It was his fault.
He deserved any bad thing happening to him.
He deserved to die.
He wished to die.
He didn't want to know what happened in that room.
He didn't want to know what Amir did with his sister.
''Amir is after me, and I have to pay for my past. In order to protect my sister I will go to any extent.'
Poor Darvish thought that all Amir wanted was to make Darvish pay for what he had done.
FLASHBACK
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Heshban,
8 years ago.
"Agha saghir, one of our men has found a bit about the identity of the man who burned our weapon cartel." Amir nodded slowly, as a way to give him permission to go on.
"He is known to be a man working under Kemal Serdar Peker. He works as the underboss, or as the consigliere. His real name is unknown, but people refer to him as the wrosh."
Amir's expression suddenly changed, as he looked down at his watch.
He knew that name.
He had heard it somewhere.
He was trying so hard to remember.
He shut his eyes tightly shut, as he massages his temples with his hand.
And then suddenly it came to him.
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Another flashback
Three years ago from the last flashback.
"TAHIRI! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* TAHIRI! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* TAHIRI! *CLAP CLAP CLAP*"
The Pako team members raised Amir up and down, while cheering and clapping loudly.
Amir laughed loudly, feeling spoiled from all the support.
He scored the winning goal whatsoever.
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BENAZIRA
RomanceAmir turned to look at Benazira, and finding no other choice Benazira also looked at him through her eyelashes. His gaze was so intense, she had started to tremble. Her lips trembled and she started to feel cold, even tough it wasn't cold. It was th...
