33: TOO LATE
London in the past.
"Hi, Mom."
"Dirga. How are you doing, son?"
"Thank God I'm fine, Mom. How are you and Papa doing?"
"Both of us are fine, son. How are your brother and Borne doing?"
"Mom, we're all fine here. Don't be worried, Mama."
On the other side, there was a suppressed sob.
"Mommy, why are you crying?"
Dirga waited for his mother, who was still sobbing, to respond.
"Please forgive us, son. You're stranded there."
"Oh my goodness, Mama... We attended college on scholarships. Irgi is also pursuing his specialized education. Borne and I are both working and studying. So you don't have to be concerned. We're all right. Ma, by the way, there was a who bought my design yesterday. The pay is quite good. I'm very excited to take this business seriously. Please pray for me, Ma."
"Of course, son."
"Please take care of your health, Mama, Papa, Nisa, and Hana. That's the only thing keeping us serene here."