Up until I was 16, I healed my sadness by crying, mostly at nights when everyone would sleep and I would sob in my pillow, until that one night when I found out my friend was killed in the name of honor.
Sampai usia saya yang ke-16, saya mengobati kesedihan saya dengan menangis, ketika semua orang sudah tidur di waktu malam, dan saya akan menangis dibalik bantal saya, sampai suatu malam ketika teman saya terbunuh demi kehormatan.