Coming Back

Since the time Biya came back from the hospital she was lying straight on the bed, staring at the roof without blinking her eyes. Because of crying incessantly her eyelids become puffy. Her heart was bursting.

Yet she didn't properly keep her son closer to her chest to feel him in himself when that cruel man snatched him, taking him away from her.

Day has turned into night but she didn't budge a little from the position she was lying. As she put her hand on her belly, a sob escaped from her mouth. Tears were flowing in a row from her eyes down her cheeks.

Haya and her mother tried a lot to make her eat something but still, she didn't let herself sip a single drop of water. With helpless eyes, Haya looked at her sister and went to the room of her father who was also yearning in the pain of his daughter.

Her mother couldn't see her miserable condition. She came near her, sitting on the bed with her. She put her head in her lap.

"Biya, my daughter, eat something. Please eat something