Next day,
Emilia knocked the door, Miro's mother opened and stared at her, "Aunt, how is Miro? Can I meet him?"
"No, you can't" and blocked the way.
".....Aunt..."
"Don't you ever call my son from now on, because of you his hand became like that, because of you he cannot play his piano, his future has been damaged only because of you and you want to see him. You are a bad luck to your family and now you want to ruin my family. Don't you dare show your face to Miro."
Emilia's eyes get filled with tears, "One time, please aunt, only one time I want to meet Miro, please. I want to see him."
"Huh, you want to see Miro? But you know what Miro doesnot want to see you. He said that he hates you, hates you for ruining his future."
"No, no" tears fell out of her eyes" It's not true. I know he won't say that. Please let me see him."
"You want to see him, Over my dead body" and she slammed the door.
Inside the house,
"Mom, when is our flight?"
"It's tomorrow at 2 pm, son. Did you finish your packing?"
"Yes, I will go and see if Emilia has finished her packing or not."
Miro walked towards the door, but his mother grabbed his hand.
"Wait son, you should rest now. Emilia came earlier and she told that she hasnot finished packing and she will directly come to the airport tomorrow."
"But....Emilia can come here, and we can go together at the airport"
Miro's mother hesistated for a while,
"Son, we have to go to the hospital in the morning for your check up. So, I think its better for her to come directly at the airport. I will tell her later. You should go and rest."
Miro went to his room and took rest, his mother looked at him, "Sorry son, but it's better if you don't meet with her."