"Miss Aalima, we found a person yesterday in the afternoon. He was all beaten up and he was thrown in the pile of garbage. Someone identified him as Alban's Father. That's the reason why we were looking for him, but now looking at the situation I think someone must have targeted both of them."
"What?"
"If any of you know anything about it, please inform us as soon as possible. How is Alban's condition now?"
"His condition is better because of the medicine. What about his Father? How is he now?"
"His one hand and leg are broken. The doctor said he won't be able to use his leg again even after it heals. He also has stitches on his head. He was in a really bad condition when we found out. But he is stable now."Aalima called me and told me to explain all the details when I went inside Alban's house. The officer checked the house to see if something was stolen. But all their investigations didn't give any clues about what happened that night. The thing that was burned on the floor was all the gifts we gave Alban. The Officer's name was Ashok. He was working hard to find out any lead that would lead to the suspect. Two days later Alban was much better than before but he was still sleeping. His Father was also better and was in a condition to give an answer to the officer about that night. The officer first went to his Father to get some clues about the incident and what happened. Me and Aalima, were with the officer in the hospital room where his father was admitted. The officer told his father about Alban's condition and then asked some questions.
"Do you suspect anyone? Does anyone come to your mind? Who can do this to you and your son?
"Officer, I want to see my son first."The nurse helped us to make his Father sit in a wheelchair. We took him outside Alban's room. He was still sleeping. The nurse said we can only watch from the outside. From what I imagined his Father would be like, he was a bit different. This change in him not only I but Aalima also noticed too. We knew he was cold hearted and always beat Alban, but I was feeling a bit sad for him. When he saw Alban he was moved to tears.
"Officer, please cancel the investigation."
"What are you saying Mr.Alavh? Don't you want to know who did this?"
"Alban is in this condition because of me, and as for my condition I just stumbled on the road and fell in the Trash. The place where I belong. I am the worst father a child can have."4 December 10:29 p.m
I am conscious again. What happened? Where am I? It hurts to move. I saw that I am in the hospital and my one hand and leg are broken. I remember someone calling out to me. Then he attacked me. That person said I will pay for what I have done to Alban. After that I am here. It felt like I was having a long dream. A very happy one. My wife was still alive, Alban was still a kid and we were going for a picnic in the garden. I really want that to happen. I am a failure as a Father. Why didn't Alban leave me? I can't face him anymore. I have done something terrible that I can't fix now. I am sure he will hate me till his death. I was such a bad person even though he still looked after me everyday. He did everything alone. There was no one for him to guide still, he has grown into such a great person. I removed all my frustration on him. My every anger. I thought my every problem was because of him. I am such a fool. He was still with me even after he had gone through so much. He didn't say anything to me. He never asks anything. He just agrees with what I say. Why does he do that? It makes my heart ache. My foolishness led me to this. I think this is my punishment for everything I have done to him. I don't know where he is. I am helpless right now. I still remember when he called me Dad for the first time. He was so little at that time. He was such a crybaby he always cried on little things. I don't know how he is now. What does he like? What does he hate? Does he have anything as his hobby? What does he do when he is alone? We were just living together not as a family but as strangers. He doesn't even say a word at home. He just looks at me with those sad eyes. It tells me about how helpless I am now. How far I have fallen to the ground. I just want to see him once again and tell him I am sorry and now he can be free from me.
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