Next morning
Wyar go to mawar's house he knocked the door mawar's mother open it
Wyar said: i want to asked you something
Mawar's mother nodded
Wyar stood before Mawar's mother his eyes searching for answers he asked : How did Mawar die?"
Mawar's mother looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears she tell :She was a teacher at the school
she began, her voice trembling she continues: One day, before the festival she went to school like she always did. But that day she was late. I thought she was busy with the festival decorations but when she didn't come home I started to worry.
Wyar's eyes widened as he listened, his mind racing with questions.
At 8 o'clock that night the school staff brought her home
Mawar's mother continued :She was...she was dead. They told us that she had slipped and fallen, hitting her head on something. They said she had lost too much blood that is why she dead but...but I don't believe them
Wyar's face contorted in anguish his voice shaking with emotions he said :What do you mean you don't believe them?
Mawar's mother looked at him her eyes filled with a deep sadness she said : I just don't think it was an accident
she continues:Mawar was always so careful, so cautious. She wouldn't just slip and fall like that. And the school staff...they seemed so nervous, so on edge. I think they're hiding something.
Wyar's mind was racing with questions with doubts. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off that something wasn't quite right.
Wyar's eyes widened as he listened his mind reeling with the implications. He couldn't believe what he was hearing couldn't believe that Mawar's death might not have been an accident after all.
He felt a surge of anger of determination. He was going to find out what really happened to Mawar no matter what it took. He was going to uncover the truth and he was going to make sure that justice was served.
As he stood there his eyes locked on Mawar's mother Wyar knew that he was about to embark on a journey that would change his life forever. He was about to uncover secrets to face lies and to fight for the truth. And he was ready.
Wyar's eyes narrowed as he listened to Mawar's mother
She said :No one helped us
The police just told us the same thing the school staff said. They said it was an accident that Mawar slipped and fell. But I don't believe them. I think there's more to it than that.
Wyar's mind was racing with thoughts with doubts. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off that something wasn't quite right.
And then suddenly he remembered the words Mawar's spoken to him :How will I get justice if I take you with me?
Wyar's eyes widened as he realized the truth. Mawar's death wasn't just an accident. There was more to it something that the police and the school staff were hiding.
With a newfound determination Wyar stood up and headed to the police station. He demanded to see Mawar's case file to know the truth about her death.
But the police were unwilling to help him. They forcefully pushed him out of the station telling him that the case was closed.
they said :Mawar's death was just an accident There's nothing more to it.
Wyar's face contorted in anger. He knew that the police were hiding something that they were covering up the truth.
Undeterred Wyar headed to the hospital determined to get to the bottom of things. He demanded to see Mawar's post-mortem report to know the truth about her death.
But the hospital staff refused to give it to him.
they said:We can't give you that information It's confidential.
Wyar's eyes narrowed. He knew that they were hiding something that they were covering up the truth.
He left the hospital his mind racing with thoughts with doubts. He knew that he had to keep fighting to keep searching for the truth.
As he walked away from the hospital Wyar felt a sense of determination wash over him. He was going to find out what really happened to Mawar no matter what it took. He was going to uncover the truth and he was going to make sure that justice was served.
The sun was setting casting a golden glow over the city. But Wyar's heart was dark filled with a sense of purpose. He was going to find out what really happened to Mawar and he was going to make sure that those responsible paid for their crimes.
Wyar sit on bench yanvin and kian comes
yanvin asked: what happened wyar
Wyar said : i want to find the truth
Kian said : what truth?
Wyar said : mawar dead is not accident and i want your help
Yanvin said : wyar we always help you
Wyar nodded
Wyar Yanvin and Kian they prepared to sneak into the hospital. The night air was thick with tension as they made their way to the hospital gate.
Kian took up position at the gate his eyes scanning the surrounding area for any signs of movement. Yanvin and Wyar slipped past him their footsteps quiet on the deserted hospital corridors.
They moved swiftly their hearts pounding in their chests as they made their way to the room where the post-mortem reports were kept. The door creaked softly as Yanvin pushed it open and they slipped inside.
The room was dimly lit the only sound the soft hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. Wyar's eyes scanned the rows of filing cabinets his heart racing with anticipation.
Yanvin moved swiftly his fingers flying over the files as he searched for Mawar's report. Kian stood guard outside his eyes watchful for any signs of movement.
Finally Yanvin's fingers closed around a slim file and he pulled it out of the cabinet.
He whispered: Got it
his eyes meeting Wyar's.
Wyar's heart leapt with excitement as he took the file from Yanvin. They slipped out of the room moving swiftly through the deserted corridors.
As they emerged into the cool night air Kian fell into step beside them.
his voice low and urgent he said :Let's get out of here
They moved swiftly their footsteps quiet on the deserted streets. Finally they reached Wyar's home the lights blazing warmly in the windows.
Yanvin and Kian exchanged a glance their faces serious. Yanvin said :Tell us what it says in the morning
Wyar nodded his eyes already fixed on the file in his hand. He watched as his friends turned and walked away the darkness swallowing them whole.
Then he stepped inside the door closing softly behind him. He moved through the darkened house his footsteps quiet on the carpet.
Finally he reached his bedroom the only sound the soft hum of the table lamp beside his bed. He sat down the file still clutched in his hand he began to open it.