compassionate love

lets die with roshni

Part 25
Compassionate love

No. No. I know it's all my fault. Please don't treat me like this. I love you. Even without roshni,
we can live well." Adda said excitedly.
"How can we live well? I want to kill you to accompany roshni now!"aman roared while he was drunk. He grabbed adda's arm and forced adda to kneel down before roshni's photo, he said, "Say sorry to roshni quickly."

"I confess, I confess." Adda was scared of aman, trembling when looking at his scarlet eyes.
"Roshni, I was wrong. I shouldn't treat you like that, please forgive me."
"She won't forgive you,"aman said immediately. "She won't forgive me too."
Aman pulled adda up again. "Go to die and apologize to her."

He was going to kill adda. He grabbed adda and pushed her towards the window. The wind in the window was so strong but it didn't wake him when it was blowing on aman's face. People under the windows are as dense as groups of ants. And they would definitely die if they jumped down.
Adda didn't want to die. She grabbed aman with excitement and begged for his mercy.

Amangrabbed adda's chin and sneered, "Are you afraid of death? On the rooftop, didn't you face death unflinchingly? We will die after we jump down. I don't mind being jailed. What are you afraid of,eh?"
"I really know my fault. Please, aman, don't do this to me based on our relationship." Adda's was so frighten that her legs were shaking.

Aman didn't want to compromise. He grabbed adda's collar and loosened it little by little. Adda opened her eyes and cried grievously, holding aman's arm tightly and not letting it go.

"Aman, what are you doing?"
Rehan rushed in and saw such a thrilling scene timely, "Stop it now."
"Don't come here. I'm going to kill her to accompany roshni." Aman said with all his decision.
"Aman, how can your baby live if you are dead?"
Aman was stopped by rehan words. Aman was frozen and almost forgot that there was a baby of him and roshni. Well. Roshni asked him to take good care of the baby. That was his and roshni's  baby.

The baby was a man or a woman. He doesn't know if the baby is a boy or a girl. He hasn't had time to take a look on him.
Aman's eyes flushed then he hesitated.

It's a girl, a premature baby, still in the incubator. If you go with roshni, your baby will became a orphan? Do you forgot that roshni asked you yo take good care of the baby." Rehan said again.
Baby, it was their baby.
Aman released adda, and adda was free. She jumped down quickly, keeping away from aman as if he was a plague.

Aman covered his face. He suffered a lot after roshni died. He became drunk almost every day and wanted to paralyze himself and forget the pain. He wanted to forget what he did but he couldn't manage. He would only remember it more deeply.

His love for roshni and roshni's hatred for him, were constantly breaking his confidence.
"I want to see my baby." Aman said.
He had to take good care of the baby because who roshni cared about most during his lifetime was their baby. He had to take responsibility and raise him.

Aman rushed to the hospital overnight and saw the baby's figure in the incubator. She was small and had wrinkled face. It gave aman hopes to live well.
Aman wiped away the tears from her eyes. He fiddled with his messy hair, and regained her combat effectiveness.

Back at home, the empty room still had the atmosphere of roshni, as if roshni was still here.
Aman had never looked at this home before. Today, he found that roshni took good care of it very much. In the bedroom, aman opened the closet and found the closet was neat with his suits in their place. These were all prepared by roshni.

Aman's eyes were red again, and he didn't cherish roshni when she was alive. But he regretted at this moment.
Aman closed the closet again because he couldn't bear more memory. But the corner of the cabinet was stuck. Aman quickly check from underneath and found a black scarf. Aman remembered that roshni had also asked him whether the scarf looked good or not. She had been
preparing the scarf for him.

Aman held the scarf in his hand as if he held a baby. He regretted that roshni's mind was completely covered by himself. When he saw the word "roshni" embroidered on the corner of the scarf, aman couldn't help crying again.
Roshni, you were thinking about me till you die. You loved me so much. Why don't you take me away and let me live alone?

Five years later.

"Little arha, please run slowly. There are cars on the road."
A small girl in frock scurried around with a schoolbag, followed by a servant who was pursuing her out of breath.
Don't call me Little arha. The name is so unpleasant that the children in kindergarten always make fun of me because of my name."Little arha said."

Did you forget what your father said? You are the sweetheart of your parents. You mother was exhausted when she gave birth to you. So she called you little arha." The servant
explained patiently.
The little girl was carrying a schoolbag with her cheeks swollen. It seemed that he didn't believe it. "How many times have I heard these explanation? But I have never met my mummy.
Where is my mummy? Why doesn't Daddy let me see her? You all lie to me. Daddy seldom comes back home. I know he doesn't care me at all. Maybe I was picked up by him from the trash."
"How can you say that? Your father is busy at work." The servant denied.