And kindness offered only when a reward is expected is not kindness at all.
That evening, as the family gathered around the dining table, Baba Suleiman was no longer sitting alone by the window.
Amina served him first.
Malik pulled out his chair.
Sami climbed onto the seat beside him and began telling him an excited story about school.
Suleiman listened, smiling.
He had once knelt on that same apartment floor while his daughter-in-law spoke to him as if he were a burden.
Now, he sat at the center of the family—not because they had discovered his wealth, but because some of them had finally begun to understand his worth.
And for the first time in years, the old man felt truly rich.
