My father had a friend named Jamal. He started coming to our house on a daily basis.He started staying at our house for long hours.He used to have long conversations with my father and mother .My mother was a beautiful young lady with big eyes and long hairs .One night i woke up with a horrible nightmare and felt thirsty . We have three rooms upstairs, one for me and the remaining two for my elder brother .There was a light on in the guest room and my father was sleeping and that man Jammal was talking to my mother .I just sat on the stairs and tried to hear their conversation which I could not understand .