In the night, Baby Mol wakes in respiratory distress, alarming Big Ammachi, Philipose, and Anna Chedethi. By morning they reach a government clinic, where a doctor attributes Baby Mol’s swelling and breathlessness to heart strain from restricted lungs and prescribes a diuretic and digitalis. Baby Mol improves and sleeps; Big Ammachi keeps vigil, praying for peace and strength.

With Mariamma away at college, Parambil feels unbalanced. Podi unexpectedly marries Joseph, an ambitious warehouse worker with a Gulf NOC. The canal is being widened as the estate edges toward change and the hoped-for hospital. That evening, Baby Mol and Big Ammachi share a joyful exchange about weddings, joined by Philipose and Anna’s laughter, before Baby Mol is settled to bed.

At bedtime, Big Ammachi asks their long-standing question—“Is this my night?”—but for the first time Baby Mol does not answer. Recognizing the sign, Big Ammachi readies herself. She lingers in the kitchen with Anna Chedethi, offering affection and blessings, then visits Philipose with jeera water, seeking forgiveness and silently recalling Elsie and the drawing she once hid.

After an ablution that she treats as a final rite, Big Ammachi prays for each loved one—Mariamma, Baby Mol, Philipose, Anna Chedethi, Hannah, Joppan, Podi, Lenin—and for the souls that shaped Parambil. She kisses Baby Mol goodnight and lies down beside her, accepting that her burden can be laid down.

At dawn, noticing an unusual quiet, Philipose finds Big Ammachi and Baby Mol wrapped together, lifeless and peaceful. He keeps silent vigil, grieving his mother’s goodness and his sister’s present-tense joy. Their passing rends the fabric of Parambil even as the household and the coming hospital point toward a new generation’s stewardship.