On a quiet weekend afternoon, Anisa was enjoying a rare moment of rest at home when Zayan's sister suddenly asked her whether she knew how to make "halwa". Anisa answered honestly, admitting that she did not. đ€
Zayan's sister immediately turned toward their mother, her tone sharp and mocking. She remarked that Zayan had always loved carrot halwa more than any other sweet, and if not that, he preferred spicy food above all else. With deliberate sarcasm, she questioned how Anisa could be unaware of such things, subtly painting her as careless and inattentive. The words were meant to sting.
However, Zayan's mother surprised Anisa once again. In a calm but firm voice, she asked her daughter to stop making hurtful remarks. There was a quiet authority in her tone, one that left no room for further mockery. đŁ
Although Anisa was unaware of the full intention behind those comments, she felt something stir within her. She did not want to step back or remain silent. Instead, she smiled gently and said with quiet confidence, "I'll make carrot halwa for all of you today."
Her words caught everyone off guard.
Without wasting time, Anisa searched the internet for a reliable recipe and carefully noted down the list of required ingredients. Realizing that not everything was available at home, she booked a taxi to the nearest supermarket. As she prepared to leave, her heart was pounding,not with fear, but with determination. đ
When the taxi arrived, Anisa stepped in, taking a deep breath. This was no longer just about making a dessert. It was about proving to herself that she would not be defined by ridicule or doubt. No matter how the outcome turned out, she had already decided, she would face it head-on.