Wahid felt conflicted and utterly disoriented. He had missed his best friend so much. All this years, he had secretly wished to set his eyes on him at least even once . This was because he had no idea whether Xander was still alive or not.
He have had his adopted family and was even obsessed with his sister Humeyra for sometimes . Yet deep down, there was one person he had yearned for the most. Ironically the said person was now holding him tightly to his chest the way he had always done.
There were times he thought of never seeing or hearing Xander's voice. Each time his mind conjured up such an image, he had ended up crying himself to sleep.
In comparison to his parents' death, nothing had messed him up more than losing his anchor. This thought alone was enough to make him wrap his hand around Xander's neck . With his head lying directly on the older man's chest, he could hear his heartbeat accelerates.
