“DAWN, my dear, can I come in?” Anniza knocked on the door.
Dawn, who was inside the room, was sitting, crossed-legged, on the bed. She looked at the door. “Come in, Mom. The door was not locked.”
Anniza opened the door and smiled at her daughter-in-law. “My dear, I brought some presence for you,’ she said as she put the paper bags on the table. She was on vacation with her husband for a week and brought many presents for her daughter-in-law.
Dawn smiled. “You looked happy, Mom.”
“Of course,” Anniza smiled. Then she noticed Dawn’s expression. “Are you okay, my dear? You looked down.”
“A lot of things happened, Mom,” Dawn said.
“Can you tell me?”
Dawn sighed and lay down on the bed. She didn’t say anything.
Anniza knew that her daughter-in-law was bothered. She sat on the edge of
