And now it's Luka's turn. Doctor Kamal didn't want his son to be away from him, not if the young man had to become a miner. That's why Doctor Kamal accompanied Luka even though the officers ordered him to immediately go to the appointed position.
"He's my son!" said Doctor Kamal. No matter what, I won't let go of my son, he thought.
"We don't give a shit, Doc," said the second officer. "Please, move!"
"Dad!" Luka looks very shaking.
"But he can be of use to me," said Doctor Kamal, still holding his son's hand. "My son understands medicine very well, I've taught him many things. He must be more useful in the infirmary room than being a miner!"
The second officer glanced at his colleague who was holding the scanner. It seemed Doctor Kamal's words made little sense to the two of them.
"Please, consider this reason!" said Doctor Kamal, holding tight Luka's hand.
