Adil was in bed on his side, he habitually lay on his side, on one wall hus dead wife's portrait was hung, some seven years ago she left him alone to reach another destination , it was a motorway accident that took her life and made him a cripple,, their symbol of love Alhambra was safe, the presence of Alhambra their daughter kept him alive and looking forward for something to hope for in life
He was tired staying on his one side in bed for long, he turned on his side now sambal his wife's portrait was before him, every time he looked at it he felt she was encouraging him to live, in fact now he truly found courage to stay alive
He carefully git up, the wall clock showed one of clock mid day, the maid Rahat was on leave today, she had though cooked for him and left the food properly kept in the fridge, Adil very carefully bent and took his food out from the fridge and carried it to the kitchen to heat it, at that very moment the door bell startled him, he waited a while on the third bell he crossed the lawn to reach the door,
He asked who was there
A sweet voice asked him to open the door, he craned his neck and stood on his stretched toes to see a good looking young woman covered in pretty shawl stood outside the door
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