An older person is driving the car and the boy is enjoying the view and the lady is happy to his son enjoying the view and time passes by they reached the destination. The older person helps dilan and her son miran get off from the car and the person helped dilan to get off the things. Dilan thanked the person. Older person said no worries as he praised miran decent behavior and said what a cute boy he is. You are very lucky. Dilan thanked him and paid the fare and said goodbye to him. The car moves away slowly.
It looks like an old house creaked under its own history, paints peeling like faded memories and the view is pleasant and calm. Dilan stood on the ground, watching the boxes packed remnants of a life uprooted from the city to her in - laws home. At 29, her face bore lines of grief, softened by hope for her son, Miran. The 5 year old boy kicked the stones on the run and unable to hide his curiosity asks his mon with a sharp voice "why'd we move here mom?"