"She is sleeping." A deep voice was heard from behind her.
Reeya exhaled her pent up breath when she saw the weak movements of Amma's chest. She turned to see her Aunt leaning on the door.
"What happened?"
"Liver failure." Aunt sighed. Her mind was clear and emotions stable.
This was a big blow. She felt fear and horror for the first time in life. Even when she entered fire at risk of her life she never held such panic. She went soft and fell on the carpet.
"Why?" a weak mutter escaped her lips.
Why is Amma so weak?
Why is she not in the hospital?
Why is she suffering?
Why did you say 'last time'?
Why God?
The words didn't dare to come out.
'Never complain' that was what Amma said always. Though she didn't ever carry complains. One thing Amma taught her was that there is no use crying. 'It causes more damage. The person who you want to complain to may or may not hear it but your mind hears it clear. It interprets them as trouble and makes you anxious.'
