Salim was not going to stop now. There was only one desire in his eyes now. To feel Mom fully. Slowly, he came from behind and unhooked her blouse. The fabric slid down from the shoulders. Then he also unzipped her bra, without any hurry, as if wanting to live every moment.

Mom was still standing with her back to him. His breath deepened, as if something was breaking inside him, and something new was forming. Salim pressed his face to his mother's shoulder. Her hot breath melted on Mommy's back. Then he put his lips together, very lightly, as if he had neither touched nor touched. Slowly, he gave her small kisses from top to bottom on her back.