-You don't know how empty my heart feels when I hear about losing you. Until now, I thought it would be better to keep you away. I thought being alone was my destiny, fighting alone was my pride. Today I understand that the fear of keeping you away was my biggest fear. I was actually denying my own happiness under the pretext of saving myself. So don't say such things again, for your sake.

Shehriyar said in a very slow, tired yet deep voice, -You stay in front of my eyes. Don't go away. -I am here. I will stay. I am not going anywhere. No power in the world can separate me from you today.

Kuhu raised one hand and placed it on Shehriyar's sweaty, hot forehead with great care. The wrinkles on her forehead seemed to slowly disappear after receiving the touch of a soft hand. -You sleep. I am by your side. Tonight is mine. I want to quench the thirst of my eyes by seeing you all night. I will fulfill all the unseen things of my entire life, this one night.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Shehriar's lips. A tear formed in the corner of her eye. -All night? -Why, are you afraid? Did you think your little bird would fall asleep and you would be awake alone? -No. It just seems like the wait for so long has been worthwhile. It seems like God had arranged my difficult life for this moment.

Kuhu slowly stood up. He gently turned the wheel of the wheelchair and brought it very close to the bed. Shehriar's body was now as stiff as a heavy stone. He carefully put his hand under Shehriar's shoulder, Shehriar's weak arm wrapped around Kuhu's neck. The man's breath caught at the slightest movement, his chest heaving heavily. Kuhu helped him up onto the bed very carefully, holding him with every step. His body was still extremely weak, as if he would collapse if he put any weight on it. Kuhu carefully took off his heavy leather shoes and put them on his feet. He adjusted the folds of his shirt and loosened the collar button a little so that it would not be difficult to breathe. Then he made him lie down comfortably with his head on the pillow.

Shehriyar closed his eyes. Kuhu pulled the soft cotton pillow and placed one of his hands under his head with utmost care. -Close your eyes now. It is very late. -You will not go, will you? What if I suddenly open my eyes and see that you are not there? -No. I will not go anywhere. Here, I am sitting holding your hand. -Promise? Kuhu gently pressed his forehead against Shehriyar's forehead and said with a soft smile, -Promise. Promise to be by his side for the rest of my life.

Shehriyar was now at peace. He took a long, contented breath and closed his eyes completely. Kuhu began to slowly stroke his hair with his fingers. Starting from the scalp and ending on the forehead, that rhythmic touch began to absorb Shehriyar's long-standing nervous pain in an instant. It was as if her tired body had finally found a safe haven, where there was no disease, no pain, no fear of being lost. Within a few minutes, under Kuhu's fingers, her breathing became calm, slow, and rhythmic. But Kuhu did not stop his hand. The movement of his tired hand continued in a continuous swing of love.

At one point, Shehriyar fell into a deep sleep. Kuhu was still kneeling on the floor next to the bed. Her eyes remained fixed on the man's calm face. Even in her sleep, a trace of unbearable pain was clearly visible on Shehriyar's face. Dark circles under the eyes, the cheekbones were slightly protruding. Yet, looking at that blank face, Kuhu felt how deeply she had involved this poor, sick man in her life in such a short time! The one who seemed like a nuisance one day, today is the center of his entire being.

A question arose in Kuhu's mind without knowing it, - What good deed did I do that such a big lottery of life was in my destiny?

Kuhu smiled softly to himself. Behind that smile was a sea of ​​gratitude. - How did I get so much love? Why did God fill this broken, wounded me with such a priceless gift?

His gaze did not move from Shehriyar's face for a moment. How far a person has come to find her! Society, family, his own body - in the face of all the adversities, he has just fallen in love. Despite knowing the dark past of his life, he has not taken a step back. No stain of the past could dim Kuhu's purity in Shehriyar's eyes. Kuhu's long-standing fear, prejudice and hesitation were conquered by Shehriyar's own boundless patience. Day after day, she endured Kuhu's arrogant appearance, her heart filled with rejection.