teks: I sat next to him, holding Basit tightly. I asked him what he wanted to say to his mother, and he spoke. She would hear everything. Basit cried, and even now I can feel the warmth of his tears on my shoulder. He was really angry, questioning and challenging Allah's fate for taking Madiha away even though he had taken care of her as best as he could. I just stayed silent, letting him express everything.
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