Bab 281: Chapter 158

While Zarin dusted himself off, he sensed his father's presence. He looked up and found his father standing with his hands behind his back and look on his face that made Zarin's heart tighten in his chest. 

Even though they were standing outside, it felt like there was no air to breathe in. Zarin felt nauseous again. He was mostly sorry and guilty toward his father. He had never been fair to him. 

"Father." He could hear the slight tremble in his tone. 

"Zarin." His father said his name as usual. Not softer, not colder. Almost as if he had been there all the time and never left. 

How he used to hate his father's calm yet resolute voice. The voice of a confident and responsible man. The voice of a leader. The voice of his father that he should have been proud of. 

Hesitantly, he walked up to him. "Father, I am back." He said, feeling shame. 

'If you accept to have me back.' He thought.