𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙁𝙐𝙇 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀

Chapter 43

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5 months later

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Isha P. O. V

I took a deep breath as I saw a certain amount of people looking at me with attentive eyes. But my eyes were searching for one particular face. I was dying to see him. I am sure if he would be here, he would be so proud of me.

I cleared my throat and rubbed my sweaty palms on my clothes.

"I am here for a good cause. It's a charitable giving organization where you can help the poor and orphans. It's difficult to live in this world without any support. This organization aims to support such people and gives them a better future. So here I am, donating some money which will help them. You can donate as much as you want," I smiled and passed the cheque of a million to the head of the organization.

I smiled and left the podium. My eyes were searching for him and my son. And I found them smiling at me.

"My baby," I took Azaan in my arms and peppered kisses all over his face. He giggles causing me to smile.

"Mama," Azaan said slowly making my heart leap out in happiness.

My gaze went to my husband and he passed me a faint smile.

Yeah, I fulfilled his last wish.

"I want to visit the graveyard," I said and he nodded his head.

"I am proud of you," He kissed my forehead and my throat bobbed.

I sat in the passenger seat of the car with Azaan in my arms. My husband sat in the driver's seat and start driving the car.

I opened the window and let the soft breeze calm me. Five months have passed since that incident. Honestly, I still haven't moved on.

Five months ago, someone loses their father while someone loses her husband. His death affected everyone. Honestly, I missed him a lot. Everyone does. But we learn to live without him. I had forgiven him. I know he didn't do the right thing but it's not necessary to hold grudges. It was the worst day of my life when I saw him wrapped in a white sheet.

"We have reached," His voice startled me.

I nodded my head with a gulp.

He took Azaan from my arms and looked at me with concern.

"I will be right back. I will be okay," I said as my throat clogged. I let the fresh air calm my mind as I enter the graveyard. His name was engraved which makes my heartache.

I bend down and run my hands on my on his name which was engraved.

"I missed you so much. Why you left me? You don't know what I have gone through. I was ready to forgive you and I did forgive you. I can't hold grudges against you. I wanted you to be proud of me. But you are not here anymore. I know you are watching me. I want you to know that I miss you every single and it's hard to move on. And I am trying my best. Yeah, I fulfill your last wish. It was my duty to fulfill it. I love you, Baba," I said in a low voice as tears filled in my eyes.

Yes, my father passed away after Fahad came back from the hospital. I forgive my parents because I didn't want to hold any grudges and move on in my life. I was traumatized for weeks. I was in depression but Fahad helps me throughout. His last wish was that I should happy in my life with Fahad and forgive my dad. I missed my baba a lot.

In all those months, Fahad took great care of me. He was there for me at every step. I forgive my family but I didn't forget everything.

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