Chapter 129 Epilogue

• Five years Later.
• Enjoy the view that is currently visible in our backyard. Reyhan is enjoying his role as a father to our son, Danish, who is five years old; they are playing with their potato gun. Reyhan taught our son many things, and it’s no wonder that Danish could accept everything his father taught him, even though he could improvise well. I smiled through the kitchen window as I watched Reyhan act out a shot from Danish, dramatic and ridiculous. He dropped his body on the grass garden while placing one hand on the part of his heart because the bullet hit it. Danish approached Reyhan and then dropped his tiny body onto the man’s body. Reyhan hugged him, and they laughed together; my smile grew wider, seeing the behavior of the two of them.
• “Mrs Al Jariz, lunch is ready.” Mrs. Liam interrupts my time enjoying the good stuff. I approached them and invited them to lunch from the kitchen to the backyard. Danish ran towards me as I came to the father and son; I lowered myself so that I was parallel to him, and then his arms wrapped around my neck.