The Cure To My Heart #Wattys2016

28: Lives Going On...

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CHAPTER 28: LIVES GOING ON.....

SHEHRY'S POV

"Beta! mujhe utha detey tum...tumhen pareshani hui hogi rat mein is k sath"

"Arey naheen Chacha! Bus bhooki thi buhat ziada, doodh pee ker so gai araam se, ek do bar uthi thi rat mein, dhoodh pee ker phir so gai" I smiled down at her.

"Shehryar beta! ek bat kahoon?" Bashir Chacha asked and I nodded my head while pulling the blanket over her. "tum ko foran police mein khaber kerni chaiye thi" Bashir Chacha looked worriedly at her and I sighed.

"Chacha! Kis thaney mein khaber kerwata? Yahan k thaney mein ya wahan k, jahan se mili mujhey?" I asked and he remained quiet. "Or phir police kia ker leti...is k Maa Baap ko dhoond leti? Us se kia ho jana tha...Maa Baap kisi werge hotey to sarak per phenk ker na chaley gaye hotey izzat ko apni" I felt something boiling up inside me slowly.

"is k Maa Baap aa bhi gaye na to mein nai doon ga isey unko kabhi bhi, aesey waledein se to behter hea banda yateem paida ho" I spatted looking away.

"mager Beta! ye batein buhat bari ho jati hen hamarey jesey mua'ashiron mein, ye bachi jis ki hea usey mil jani chaiye....

"Phir chahey wo chahe Karen is k sath?" I cut him in the middle, frowing and he looked down at the baby now sleeping calmly on my bed. "phir chahe Maar den ya phenk den, un k hawaley ker aaoon isey?" I asked again.

"Beta! to kia isey apne pas rakho ge? kesey palo ge isey? Ye kehne mein asaan kam hea mager buhat bari zimmadari hea Shehryar beta!" Chacha said in a worried tone and I said nothing, I was worried about the same thing... I just couldn't decide what to do, but one thing was for sure I wasn't ready to hand her to her parents, those parents who sucked at being one.

"Yateem khaney mein ......

"Chacha! Kesi batein ker rahe hen ap?" I looked up at him in disgust and he looked down at once getting a little embarrass.

"Itni masoom si bachi ko yateem khaney mein jama kara aaoon? Ap jantey bhi hen kis kisam ki jaga hoti hea ye yateem khana? Waqai yateemon wala salook hota hea wahan bachon k sath" I said, my voice rising up with rage boiling inside me.

"Mein soch bhi nai sakta yateem khaney k barey mein to" I shook my head, saying to myself.

"Acha chalo fiker mat karo sab theek ho jae ga, Allah ne shaid isey tumhari he gari k aagey lana tha....shaid Wo isey kisi mehfooz hathon mein sopna chahta tha" Chacha said softly and I sighed deep.

"Agar Allah ne mujhe is ki hifazat k liye chuna hea Chacha! To mein kesey isey kisi ghair mehfooz hathon mein thama aaoon?" I looked closely at her face. "farishta hea ye to...."

"Chalo phir to khushi ki bat hea k ghar ek farishta aa gaya hea...rehmat ka wo bhi" Chacha said smiling and I smiled back. "Tum beta tayyar ho jao mein nashta bana deta hoon" he said and got up.

'Chacha! Bus chae piyoon ga.... aj studio nai jana, is rehmat k farishtey k liye pampers leney jana hea, or kuch kaprey waghera jab tak yahan hea isi mein to nai reh sakti" I said and Chacha smiled nodding his head before leaving my room..

I smiled and bent down... securing all the pillows around her on the bed I stood up straight as I made sure she was in the middle of the bed, and secured, and there was no way of her falling down. I then moved towards the bathroom to freshen up for shopping.