I am Just wondering—is it very difficult to appreciate my work...?
....
"I don't want to eat ice cream." Fifteen minutes had passed since the two of them sat in the car together, but finally Moomal broke the deep silence and spoke in a rude tone.
Huzaifa knew her well, so without saying anything he kept his attention on the road. As if he didn't hear her.
Moomal was shocked to be ignored in this way.
"I'm talking to you Huzaifa...! Why are you ignoring me?" She said angrily and kept looking at him.
This time, Huzaifa gave her a cursory glance. Which was full of disappointment.
" Whether I talk to you or not, What difference does it make to you...? You should worry about everyone except me, as you always do!" Looking at the road, he said sarcastically.
