It was in deed a torturous and very long six hours. The surgery lasted that long. This also meant that Wahid had been waiting that long to see his man. He was still not yet fully decided, but he knew that he had to do the right thing by his friend.
There was a broad line between appreciation and love. What he felt for Xander was both. Was he ready to denounce his religion for the man? Definitely not! Was he ready to lose him completely? That was impossible.
For those excruciatingly long six hours, Wahid had been in a trace as his entire life played before his eyes. Humeyra was the one affected by trauma, and her trauma was visible for everyone to see. Yet he was no different.
He had suppressed his feelings to such an extent that he felt numb about everything. Who said that a man should never cry, as it was a sign of weakness? That was the biggest flaw in human logic.
