CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE (33)

Tiny snickers left his mouth as his thin fingers played with the puzzle, arranging the cubes to their rightful place, fixing them ideal for a little boy his age. A triumphant titter left his lips once more as he successfully fixed the cubes with their right colors.

"Karam!"

Hearing his name, his sliver orbs snapped nattily in the direction. He instantly stood up, picking the box with his tiny hands, he went towards the direction of the kitchen.

"Maye, I fixed the puzzle!" He shrieked, his little legs trotting to the kitchen.

The woman before the stove, an apron tied around her waist. She turned as little footsteps entered the kitchen. Her browns eyes landed on the tiny being that ran into the kitchen, holding out a puzzle, perfectly puzzled out, something she had endeavored with for years without success, a five years old boy unraveled it without hardship. The woman squatted to his level and