I/M : N-noo, nooo, Don't cry my daughter (wipes your eyes, pecked on your forehead) Whatever you
did was very right, I am proud of you, you are my brave daughter (holding your hand) Had it been us, we
might have accepted defeat, but after becoming lifeless, you fought with courage and punished him.
Ibra : M-mom..... (brust into crying) Didu was pregnant at that time but they didn't pity her.
I/F : (Sitting near you, caressing your head) If you keep crying so much then the doctor who put these 4
stitches on your neck will only hurt you. *choked voice.
Ibra : Dad, This pain doesn't hurt as much as it hurts my heart, Dad, I k..lled Zain with my own hands,
if only he hadn't been so bad, our lives woulda been different today.
I/F : So you're regretting his M...der??
Ibra : Dad (holding his hand) I don't regret k..lling him, I'll regret loving him so much, trusting him so much
for the rest of my life (sobbing hard) maybe i'll ever forget him.