Yusuf noticed a new, simmering agitation in his brother Yugh. While he attributed it to the natural turbulence of lingering grief, the intensity felt different. Still, Yusuf chose silence, focusing his own energy on steadily growing his publishing empire. His array of magazines had found a loyal readership, and the business was flourishing with a quiet, solid momentum. đ
Kirana, now a senior editor at his firm, was a whirlwind of professional dedication. She immersed herself in project after project, excelling in her role. Yet, in her rare quiet moments, her thoughts invariably drifted to Anisa, her sister now living a distant, solitary life. She made a mental note to call her during her next break, a promise she kept to herself.
Yusuf found himself increasingly impressed by Kirana's sharp editorial eye and her dedication. Lately, his appreciation had begun to tinge with a different, warmer attraction, a fact he was just beginning to acknowledge to himself. He made a point to commend her work, his encouragement genuine and, perhaps, carrying a hint of something more. đ
Meanwhile, Anisa's parents held both their daughters in their constant thoughts. With Kirana nearby, offering support was straightforward.
But their hearts ached with a sharper worry for Anisa, living alone in another city, navigating her grief and burdens independently. Their concern for her was a quiet, persistent hum in the background of their days, a worry that distance did nothing to diminish. đ