SHEISHA'S SADNESS

Harry was silent for a moment then took Sheisha's hand and led her into the house.

"There's no more time for us to talk. Go, you have to meet Azam now." Harry said gently pushing Sheisha's back to meet Azam immediately.

"But Harry... I need to know your answer?" Sheisha said holding her position holding Harry's arm.

"Shhh!! go quickly. Aren't you worried about Azam right now? Come on, hurry up Shei." Harry said as he let go of Sheisha's hand and then rushed into his room.

Sheisha was still standing where she was watching Harry enter her room with an uncomprehending look.

"What is wrong with me?? why am I the one who is curious about Harry's feelings? didn't I know from William that Harry liked me? why else should I ask him?" Sheisha asked herself as she slowly walked up the stairs to Azam's room.

In front of Azam's room, Sheisha saw Maman sitting on a long chair.

"Mama? where's Aunt Atun?" Sheisha asked after confronting Maman.