Aryan"So, shall we?." She asked stretching out her hand at me. I looked at it for a while before I gently took it in mine and, we both walk back to the sitting room to finally talk to my mother according to her.As we both sauntered out of the room down straight to the living room, my mind kept wandering from here to there.I do want peace, I've always dreamed of that all this years. I've thought of how to confronted her whenever I meet her again. I've thought of all the questions I would throw at her face. I've thought of how I would scream at her and ask her why she left me.I walk back into the sitting room with Aisha only to find her aseat with my Dad...dDad? And, they were both weeping wrap in each others arm. It been long that I've seen my Dad in tears.But, how did he get here? How did he also get to know about everything that he had to be here too?  I turned t

Nine months laterAryan"Arrrgh!!!! Aryan!""Love, what's wrong?." I asked, in a scared tone."Are you seriously asking me what's wrong? Are you that dumb? I'm about to put to bed!" She yelled angrily at me."Huh? Put to bed? Oh my God! What do we do now?.""ARYAN!!! Hospital NOW!!" She yelled again at me."Hospital... Hospital..." I repeated twice before running into our room to take my car key."Maa, can you bring her stuffs later on, we really need to leave.""Okay Aryan, I will do that. Just... Just take care of her.""I will, thank you."I had made my way to the door before realising what I was doing. I immediately turn back and ran to her.  "Idiot!" She muttered slapping my shoulder. "Sorry... Sorry." I said.I helped