Bahadur (Watties 2022)

Epilogue

"Detka wake up"

I turned around and stuffed my face under the blanket with a groan. This pregnancy has me wanting to sleep every second of everyday.

"Detka please Khawlah has been crying all morning" Vladimir whispered shaking my shoulder,
my body shot up in worry, Allah, I hope she's not ill.

Slipping out of bed I was about to run out of the room when he pulled me back, my chest hit his.

Vladimir's beautiful hazel eyes stared deeply into mine with awe,
he gently placed the cotton scarf on my head. A smile took over his lips as he tucked stray hairs behind my ear.

"There are men outside" he whispered before taking my hand and heading towards the main door.

Ya Allah why is my heart doing somersaults?!

Once he opened the door I was about to run towards her little cot when Vladimir moved out of my way. The garden became clear.

A gasp escaped my lips at the sight in front of me, beautiful flowers covered the sandstone pillars, candles and petals littered across the ground.

"What is this?" I asked unable to stop smiling.

Vladimir motioned to the small stage in front of me with a smirk
"This my beautiful wife is our second wedding"

"Why?"

Why does he need to do this? Im so confused.

"Because like you said, our first wedding wasn't great" Vladimir spoke fully turning towards me.

The smile that marred my lips fell sadly, I still haven't decided on what I'm going to do. Allah I need help.

"But Vladimir I haven't thought-"he didn't let me finish, he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer paying no heed to the people in the garden.

"Do you want to leave me?"

"I-I"

"Inaya today I must go back to Russia" Vladimir sighed running a hand through his hair, now? I thought

"Why" I asked pain lacing my tone, I don't want to see him go. I don't know what's going on in my head.

"I can't run the Mafia from here and neither can I forget it exists"Vladimir grabbed my hand "I don't want to leave without you"

And I don't want him to go. I need him, I always have but over the fast few months I've been attempting to pretend like I'm not bothered.

Vladimir saved my life more than once and made me believe in love.

When I lived in the UK I absolutely despised the idea of love simply because it was shown to me wrong. My mum and dad live typical Asian lives where they don't show their love and argue a lot but never choose to leave because of society.

My uncle and aunty were the epitome of toxic, she manipulated him every second of everyday and he did the same. Only an outsider could see what they couldn't. 

I think I'm ready to forgive him, I want a happy life. But I can't leave mum and dad.

"My parents"

Vladimir smiled and leaned closer
"Will be looked after, they won't have to work I'll send money every week"

I can't have him pay for my family for the rest of their lives. I'd feel like a gold digger, not that the gold digger life don't sound good because I must say, it sounds beautiful.

"I don't want you to"

Vladimir chuckled
"They're my family too, I want the parents of my wife and grandparents of my children to live comfortably"