"You mean there is no hope for this old lady to see her next generations? Can I never see him again? Was my sin that worse that I will rot in this hell till the end of my life losing all my loved ones?"
She questioned him and burst into streams of those unshredded emotions till now into the hope that one day she will meet her grandchild who she lost in the battle of life and death.
"Aunty...I am sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you..." He came across to her and took her into his embrace. He lightly stroked her back to comfort her a bit for the time she quieted down.
"I am sorry. I know, it has always been hard for you. The day my uncle died in that accident you took care of all Mo businesses and kids equally and when it was your time to take a rest and live happily with your family, the continuation of those unfortunate incidents never left your back."
He paused a bit looking down at calmed Mo Nuwa and spoke again.
