Chapte11: The Passportless Homeland
After that emotional meeting in his dimly lit house, Kaka Diyari was overwhelmed with a profound sadness. Tears filled his eyes. Seeing his pain, Rina gently wiped away his tears and embraced him, trying to soothe his aching heart.
Diyari wept bitterly. "Rina, I don't want to lose my mother," he sobbed.
Rina looked at him tenderly and said, "Kaka Diyari, this is the destiny written by the Almighty. As His servants, we must accept it with grace, for there is a blessing in everything He ordains."
"Rina," Diyari replied, "let's go to the seaside. I need a change of scenery to feel better."
The shore was deserted and silent, save for the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the rocks. Sitting on a bench, Diyari stared out at the water.
"What's on your mind?" Rina asked softly.
"Rina, do you see how hard life is?" he replied. "My mother did everything to make me happy, to keep a smile on my face. Now, I feel like the whole world is against me. I feel powerless, as if everything before my eyes is shrouded in darkness. Rina, a mother is like a homeland without a passport."
Rina answered with her usual kindness. "You are right, Kaka Diyari. A mother isn't just a person; she is life itself. My mother is the same; any 'gold' in my character today is because of her virtuous hands. It is incredibly hard for children when their parents grow old and they feel the end is near. But death is in God's hands—who knows, I might even pass before your mother. Don't lose hope."
"I'm just afraid, Rina," he whispered. "I fear the day her voice is gone, and a bright home turns into a house of shadows."
As they got into the car, Rina tried to lift his spirits. She laughed and told him a story: "You know, today an old man thought I was a professional athlete! When I lifted that heavy load, I almost tripped over myself and him!" She waited for a laugh, but Diyari only gave a cold, distant look and said, "Ah, how comical."
Rina realized the burden on his shoulders was too heavy, but she remained determined to heal his wounds. After dropping her home, Rina changed her clothes, rested briefly, and told her mother everything. Her mother said, "Daughter, Kaka Diyari is a good man. We must not leave them alone in this state; we stand together through the joys and the sorrows."
Meanwhile, Diyari reached home and found his mother asleep. He kissed her forehead, his tears falling on her face as she struggled with her uneven breaths.
On the other side of the city, Liva was trapped within four walls, suffering from a severe illness. She had refused to eat, her face was pale, and she was gasping for air. The police quickly called an ambulance and rushed her to the emergency room. As they placed the oxygen mask on her, she could only murmur one thing: "I just want to die."
When Rina heard the news about Liva, she was heartbroken. In the midst of this turmoil, her mother called and suggested inviting Diyari and his mother for a picnic to change their mood. Rina agreed. While they prepared dolma, kebabs, and various dishes, Rina called Diyari to invite them. He thanked her, knowing this would help his mother forget her pain for a while.
As the sun began to set, Rina gazed at the sky. She thought to herself: Here we are, preparing for a picnic, while elsewhere, Liva is fighting for her life. That is life—in one hand, a flower blooms; in the other, a thorn pierces the heart.
Written by: Dlin_myth