Zahra was still pensive in the gazebo in the backyard of the house, she was completely confused about her dream last night. He didn't want to draw any conclusions before getting clear on everything related to the late Zahra.
"Zahra" her mother's voice interrupted Zahra's reverie.
"Uh, mama. What's wrong ma'am" asked Zahra.
"Why are you daydreaming like that? Have you had lunch yet?" the mother immediately sat beside him
Zahra sighed. "It's okay mom, I'm just relaxing"
"It's relaxed, but how come people are daydreaming anyway?"
"Ah, no ma'am. Ma, can I ask you something about Zahra?" asked Zahra softly.
"You don't know where Zahra came from, why did Zahra be in the orphanage"
"So what? Why do you ask that?"
