41. Marriage proposal

Shabbir

When I was talking to Victor about how to resolve issues with Arben, we heard the sound of the door. We halted there, peering at 6 feet away from us. Abraham walked out of the room, hanging his head. He looked tired, frustrated and broken! He held the railings of the corridor, keeping his head down. My eyes were on him.

"You're thinking the same?", Victor asked, his eyes on him too.

"Hmm", I muffled.

"He is stupid in this type of things. Really! Why did he deliberately cause all this? Now Amayra will hate him even more", he shrugged.

"I hope it won't cause him a problem", I said.

"It will, Shabby. He doesn't deserve her hatred when he is doing every possible thing to keep her safe and happy", he said, looking at Abraham.

Abraham was panting near the corridor, then he walked a bit towards the rocking chair and pushed himself down, covering his face with his both hands.

"See! It's affecting him. He is aga