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In the realm of love, there are the tales of love at first sight and the slow burn of affection after getting to know someone. However, our hero found himself caught in the midst of a unique journey - he fel...
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"Leave this matter of where so many wounds came from, Oh life, just tell me how much of the journey remains," (Jaun Elia
On7thSky: I stopped asking about the wounds, A Journey does not complete by stopping at each destination I stopped asking about the wounds, Just tell me, in this journey of life, where will moments of peace be found?
I've done my best to preserve the original meaning of the dialogues in this English translation.
Sorry I am late: Enjoy.
"Ammi, I won't do it again in the future, please," Aaina pleaded, tears streaming down her face as she cowered on the sofa, trying to shield herself from the impending beating. Sila towered over her, slipper in hand, ready to strike.
"You dare to talk back to me," Sila scolded, landing a sharp slap with the slipper.
"I'm not talking back," Aaina sobbed, her voice trembling. "Iqra also went out and came back later than me, why don't you say anything to her?" she desperately tried to deflect the attention.
Iqra, sensing the danger, quickly interjected, "Listen, I don't need to be involved in this."
With a frustrated sigh, Sila threw the slipper to the floor and slipped it back on. "I've given you all too much leeway, shape up before it's too late, otherwise if I start disciplining, don't complain," she warned, pulling on her jacket and preparing to leave for work, muttering under her breath.
"When I was your age I already had a kid" Sila pointed at Iqra, her frustration evident.
"So should I have kids without getting married?" Iqra blurted out without thinking, her words hanging in the charged atmosphere.
"Shameless, audacious, indecent," Sila snapped, marching toward her. "One slap, and you'll come to your senses," she threatened, raising her hand but stopping just before striking her.
Aaina, recognising the gravity of the situation, immediately fell silent, pressing her lips together and making herself as small as possible.
Sila, with one last searing look at both of them, issued her final command before leaving. "The house should be sparkling when I come back."
As Sila walked out the door, Aaina whispered to Iqra, "Seriously, one day this slipper will become our family's coat of arms."
Iqra chuckled, "And it'll say, 'Unity through slippers'."
Just then, Shafaq descended the stairs, still groggy from sleep and rubbing her eyes. She suddenly slipped on a discarded tissue, jolting her awake. After recovering from her momentary panic, she took in the chaotic scene in the living room, filled with crumpled tissues.
"What on earth is happening here? What are you doing?" She asked in both languages, her confusion evident.
