chapter 06

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"Did you eat?" I asked my sister nth time but she just hummed into her phone.

"Eat. "I ordered her looking into my files.

"Yes, money is earned to eat. Will do for sure. " She replied sarcastically.

Closing my files i rubbed by face. This has been constant from her.

" I am earning now. I am capable to pay , study whatever you want . Go wherever you want. I will not stop you. Today,  money is not our problem Isha,  you are.  Your mindset is your biggest problem." I spoke. After a minute of silence. She hummed again.

" Money is the problem brother. They chose you over me. They decided to invest in you over me because I am women who will leave this house some day and you won't be able to eat my money . Sadly I did not leave since no one wants me as I have no degree to help their household, plus I am burden now. Before I am just an extra child whose education is not necessary now I am under qualified and unwanted child. " She spoke in a very calm tone before disconnecting our call.

I was raised with an ideology that I will be man of the House some day who needs to provide for every single member of my family. No one asked me not to study when in reality,  I was forced to pick up my life from scratch. I never imagined what my sister must be feeling nor analyzed the damage my parents caused her with their cruel and narrow mindedness.

"Do you want to meet someone?." I asked her to which she just hummed again. 

"Ok this Sunday, we will go meet someone. You will not be disappointed. "I said disconnecting our call. 

It's been a week since I found out about my son, his mother and her best friend. I had no intention to leave them alone but I need some time to adjust my life according to their's.  She has been very cooperative towards me. When I wanted paternity test done she did not say no . I wanted to check hers too, not a single tantrum or demand from her side.  All she asked for some money to look after 'our' kid as she's out of job. I didn't mind providing her with basic necessities. Even that kid is not mine I will support him.

"Her friend is here to meet you, do you want me to stop him?." My friend asked .

"Send him in. " I said without looking at him. 

His bold statement other day made my blood boil. If he wanted her so much, why take the pain of encouraging her to reveal this truth? Why bother sending her to be when he's very willing to accept her and our kid?

"Hello daddy!." I heard excited tone of her friend vishu.

"Daddy wants us to sit! Come Idhant let's see how soft this is!." I heard him squeal.

Us?

With a jerk I got up and looked at him holding my son. Little kid started giggling as soon as he landed his feet on my cushions.

"Why did you bring him here??". I shouted walking towards him.

"What do you want me to do?" He questioned me back.

"No one knows about him!  It's not safe here.!" I shouted standing before them.

"Look I have got an emergency call from hospital. One of the super important extra delicate high profile kids met with an accident. I should attend.  Oishi has gone for interview. She will be back in three hours. Look after him,  ok? Idhant cry as much as you want, shout too but don't leave this room ok?." He spoke to me then instructed my kid and left leaving me alone with him.

"Daaaa?." Idhant spoke extending his hand.

"Yes daaa. I can't believe I am doomed and even you realise this!." I said sitting beside him. Thankfully no one can access my floor without my permission so no one will know about this cute little kid.  Thinking of it, I can talk with him while he can't convey the same to anyone .

Wait a second.

Where are his diapers?

Feeding bottles?

Baby food?!

What if he gets hungry?

"Can I meet your son?!." I heard Akshat 's voice. Idhant bent forward to see who is it. Holding him in my lap I gestured my friend to come inside.

"Oh my God! He looks like you! Hiiiiiiiiiii." He squealed making me chuckle.

"Can I hold him?." He asked me nodding my head I passed my son into his hands.

"What's your name? Huhuhu? Idhaaant ? Daant? Teeth? Where's your nose??!." He asked excitedly.  My son looked at him but smiled widely holding his collar.

"He's holding my collar! " Akshat spoke walking towards me.

"Vooooo, yiiiiii voodoo." My son made sounds which earned a chuckle from me.  If he wants some human for entertainment then I will provide him with one.

"You can sit here and play with him. I need to finish my work. " I said resuming my work. 

Akshat didn't mind at all. I saw my kid jumping in his lap. Squealing to catch his hair and chew on it.  Chewing my cushions leather, animatedly moving his limbs trying to catch the lighting.

"Give him to me. I mailed all the documents for our next meeting. " I said getting up from my chair.

"Daaaaaaaa." He shouted again jumping in my hands.

"Do you like me?." I whispered to my son rocking him in my hands. Akshat left me alone after giving me a knowing look.

"I like you. I really like the fact that you love rain. " I spoke making him smile.

"Let's sit. Ok? You want water? ." I asked getting him mini water bottle. He babbled making me laugh. Spilling water all over the place he smiled at me. Not minding him, I walked to my window holding my child. It felt surreal to think that I have a child , what was I doing for few months that I didn't even care to reflect on my actions?

"How did I make your mom pregnant?." I asked him.

" Not that I don't know. I have no memory of doing that deed you know.." I trailed looking outside.

"Daaàaaaaaa." He shouted again.

That's a sweet word. Maybe he's calling me dad? Or maybe he's not.  What was I doing in a conference? I don't remember a bit nor I have anything officially recorded regarding that meet.

"You think I can be a good father?." I asked him. Looking at me seriously he slowly placed his head on my shoulder.

Maybe he's tired.

"Brother?." I heard my sister calling me . Turning around she had shocked face looking at my child. 

"Is that Idhant?." She questioned me.

How the fuck she knows about him???

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