A Lucid Dream - страница 2

Morning came.

Maya woke up feeling happy and was about to go downstairs to prepare breakfast. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, but then her gaze fell on Ahmad. He lay unnaturally still, eerily quiet. Her heart pounded as she touched his shoulder—it was as cold as marble.

"Ahmad!" she screamed, shaking him desperately. But he did not move.

The realization hit her like an avalanche. She screamed—a cry of pain, fear, and despair.

Ruslan was not fully awake yet, but he heard the strange, gut-wrenching sound. He sat up in bed, listening. The screams came from his parents' bedroom. His heart began to race. Stumbling, he rushed out of his room and felt his way to his mother.

"Mama, what happened? Why are you screaming?" he asked in a trembling voice.

Maya didn’t want to traumatize her son, but the truth could not be hidden. She embraced Ruslan and whispered through her tears:

"Papa is gone… He will never come back…"

After the funeral, they returned to an empty home. Maya went up to her room to be alone. Ruslan stepped outside, listening to the sounds of the world, trying to process what had happened.

Life had changed forever. Fate could not be avoided, the past could not be undone. After all, life itself was like a dream… a vivid dream that everyone experiences and navigates in their own way.

Ruslan walked out and sat on the doorstep of their house. His thoughts were heavy. How would they live without his father? What would happen to his mother? It was a burden too great for a child to bear.

Lost in thought, he suddenly sensed a warm, familiar energy. It was Rimma.

"Hello, my friend," she whispered.

"Hello, Rimma," Ruslan replied.

Rimma sat down beside him and said softly:

"My mom says your father went to heaven to ask God for happiness and love for you."

"My mom says the same thing," Ruslan sighed. "But why couldn’t he ask for that while staying with us?"

"I don’t know… But my mom says that sooner or later, everyone goes to heaven. Even our parents."

"Really? Why?" Ruslan asked, surprised.

"She says it’s beautiful there. Adults go first to build a new home, and then they come back to take their loved ones with them."

"So my father left to build a home for us?" Ruslan pondered.

"Of course! So don’t worry. As soon as he finishes, he will definitely come back for you,"