
Pari stood before him, her heart breaking under the weight of his anger. She could see the pain behind his eyes, but it was obscured by the storm of his emotions. “Mahan, please,” she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with desperation. “This house is our sanctuary. Don’t let your anger destroy what little we have left.” Her hands trembled as she reached out, hoping to bridge the chasm that had formed between them.
In her moment of despair, Pari turned to Mirza Ali, a man whose wealth was matched only by his reputation for generosity. With tears glistening in her eyes, she approached him, her heart pounding with urgency. “Mirza Ali,” she began, her voice quaking with vulnerability. “I need your help. My son is lost in his fury, and our home hangs by a thread. If you could lend me some money, it might save us from this destruction.”
Mirza Ali, sensing the depth of her plight, felt a surge of compassion welling within him. He understood that sometimes, the greatest acts of kindness come in moments of profound need. With a solemn nod, he vowed to help her, recognizing that in doing so, he could not only save a house but also mend the fragile bond between a mother and her son.
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