Emir's Point of View
"Good luck," Hope said excitedly.
We came to the hospital early the next day because Hope kept on urging me to talk with my father.
"You really don't want to come with me?" I asked, holding her hand, trying to get some comfort.
"No, but maybe later after you guys talk. Just relax, okay?" She said while already pushing me towards the door.
I held the doorknob and turned to her once again to see her thumbs up before I finally twisted it. When I successfully opened the door of the room, I saw my father sitting on the bed while reading a newspaper with his eyes squinted trying to see the letters on the paper.
Slowly, I made my entrance,
"You found a great wife my son, she is adorable and surely exceptional to have tamed you." He remarked while his eyes were still f
