Chapter 212

Through the door, he saw his mother came running inside with a big smile on her face, her steps hurried as if she feared the moment might slip away. The smile on her face was a fragile thing, trembling at the edges like a leaf in the wind. Immediately, she wrapped her hands around him and kissed his face, holding him close as her breath trembled against his shoulder. Her eyes were filled with tears, shining with relief of finally having him there, safe and real in her arms.

“My son.” She whispered and kissed his forehead again, “I was so worried about you.” The worry in her voice was a rope pulling tight around his chest. Her voice shook as she held his face between her palms, studying every familiar line as if reassuring herself that he was truly there. Moosa kissed his mother’s hand and replied, “I am fine mother. I have just talked with the team of my doctors. They assured me that I am alright.” He tried to sound calm for her sake, offering a faint smile even though exhaust