Chapter 3

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Jalabulajangu

Rathi POV:

"Please, help me Madam. I want my daughter safe. I don't want him to have her in his grasp. He threatened me. He will kill me and have her. Please save her" Mr Mehta begged me. Mr Mehta, Twinkle's father or I can say adopted father.

"Mr. Mehta, Don't worry. I will do my best to save your daughter. But I need full details about her and yourself. I checked few things about your guys' life. Sorry to invade yours' privacy. But its' important. So lets' start." I said and looked at me, shrugged and said as long as his daughter is safe and fine, he don't care about anything.

Such a great father.

I took out my laptop and started asking him questions.

"As per my research, Miss Twinkle Mehta is not your biological daughter. She was your wife's daughter who was a rape victim, Am I right?" I asked with a blank voice. I know I am pretty heartless for asking such harsh question without considering his feelings but its' my job. He looked surprised. I know he hid it well but nothing can escape our eyes. He closed his eyes and slowly nodded. He opened his eyes and his eyes are red and teary.

"Yes Ms. Saindhavi. You're right. I am not her biological father but doesn't change the fact I am her father. I love her like my own flesh and blood. Yes. Riya, my wife, my love was rape victim and the same again going to happen to my daughter." He said. 

I gave him tissue. He wiped his eyes and smiled. I gave him a soft smile and asked "Please can you elaborate me everything from the start, please?" He looked at me and nodded.

"Yes. I will."

"8 years ago, July 17. I met the most beautiful person who made her way to my heart just with a smile. I still remember that day like it happened yesterday. It was rainy day. I was one of the most successful neurologist in New York. I was very tired after my back to back surgery. Whenever I was stressed or tired, I always go the paediatric rom. There will be lot kids there and I love to spend my time. At that day too, I went there after my shift. I was about to enter, when someone crashed on my legs. That's the first time I had seen her. Her chubby cheeks were drenched in tears and lips were wobbling. She was crying and her raven hair was tied in a pony and her hair almost reached below her shoulder. She was an Angel, my little angel. You know she was only up to my knees. I immediately fell in love with that cute angel. That angel is none other my Twinkle. I immediately took her in my arms ad started cooing her. After she calmed down she looked at me and called me. Do you know what she called me, Ms. Saindhavi? She called Romeo. Because her mother said that the one who is so handsome and lovely, sweet and caring is Romeo. And still she calls me Romeo." He said and laughed. He was so happy and deep in past. I had never seen him like this. I asked him to continue.

"I laughed so hard and asked for her mummy. She said she was sleeping in her ward. I went to her mother's ward with Twinkle in my arms. I asked Dr. Nina who is psychologist as well as psychiatrist. She asked me leave Twinkle inside the room before her mom wake up. I slowly walked inside only to have my whole sense blown. She was fairy. Her brown hair spread all over the pillow. Milky skin, heart shaped face. She was breath-taking. I noticed she had dark circles under her eyes. I felt my heart skip a beat. I came out of my trance when I saw her stir. She had the most beautiful eyes. Dark brown eyes. I have never seen such beautiful dark brown eyes. "Twinkle, my Baby" she called the angel in my arms. Her voice was soft like butter. I was shocked by my thoughts. I soon strode toward her and gave twinkle to her. I was ashamed. How can I think about like this about a child's mother? She would have been married. I felt someone shaking me. I looked down to see both of them looking at me. She asked me who I am. I introduced myself to her. She introduced herself as Riya. I asked for her husband. She looked sad and said she don't have a husband. She is a single mother. Suddenly I felt happy but I should be sorry. At that time I realized I am in love with them both. That time I decided I will make her mine. Both of them. We became friends and after a year I proposed her. At that time, Twinkle considered me as her father. That day She opened me her past. After hearing her past, I did only one thing. I hugged her to show I am that I am here for her. Because of her past experience, she got genophobia. So we had only one child. That is Twinkle. After our Marriage, I legally adopted Twinkle as my Daughter. After a year or so, we came back to India and I started this multispecialty hospital, but after two years, Riya committed suicide and the only one who knows why Riya done this is Twinkle because she was there in that room where Riya committed suicide, hiding in a cupboard. I didn't know why but it left a huge scar in Twinkle's mind. Gone the soft, shy little girl, came a cold women who fight for herself and for the others in needed. I tried many times to ask what happened but she never said anything to me. First I lost my Riya to a monster unknown and now I am going to lose my only precious one in my life" Mr. Mehta said and tears started fall from his eyes like a cascade. I gave him another tissue paper. He wiped his tears again. I looked at my mobile to see Anand texted me 'something is fishy. Get information as soon as possible and get out of there'.

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