That day was not just an ordinary day for Sakineh… From the very morning, it was as if her heart had been telling her of a storm that was going to destroy everything. However, she forced herself to stay upright. She cleaned the house, washed the dishes, and dusted it; as if she wanted to calm the chaos inside her by tidying up the house… But she couldn’t.
She carefully held the small amount of money that one of the viewers had helped her with in her hand. The same money that was full of meaning for her; both hope, broken pride, and survival. She decided to give it to the landlord and then do her last thing: pick up her phone.
When she arrived at Shahab’s father’s house, the atmosphere was heavier than she had imagined. The looks were cold, the silences were meaningful. She hadn’t said a word yet when the truth fell on her head like a sledgehammer…
Her phone… was broken.
Shahab’s mother had broken it.
It wouldn't light up anymore... there was no way to communicate, to breathe in the outside world.
Sakineh's eyes filled with tears. But these tears weren't just for a phone call... they were for all the injustices, all the humiliations, all the resentments that had no place to stay. Without a single word, she turned around. Her steps were heavy, her heart was broken, and the world had become darker than ever for her.
At that moment, Shahab arrived. When he saw Sakineh, it was as if he understood everything for a second. He approached... his voice was trembling... he apologized. But this apology was like a drop of water on a blazing fire; late, weak, and ineffective.
A few hours later, a cold silence reigned between them until Shahab said a sentence that acted like a spark in a powder magazine:
"We have to go to my parents' house... we can't pay the rent anymore."
For Sakineh, this sentence wasn't just a suggestion... it was a downfall. A retreat. Another humiliation.
He refused firmly. His voice was shaky, but his resolve was firm.
And suddenly… everything exploded.
The argument escalated. Voices louder, breaths faster, words sharper. Each sentence like a fresh blow. Anger, pain, despair—all poured out at once. No one was holding back anymore.
And right at the height of this conflict…
Boom!
A terrible sound echoed through the room.
Something fell heavily to the floor.
Silence…
Heavier than any scream.
Both of them were frozen. Hearts pounding. Eyes locked on one point.
In that moment, time stood still.
This wasn’t just a fight…
Something deeper, something more serious, something that might never be the same again… It collapsed in that moment.
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