Finding True Love

Father

Abhiudey POV

I was glad for Isha that she overcame her fear. After our uncountable love-making season, we both fell asleep in each other's arms. At midnight, I woke up because of a call from my dad's secretary. I ignored his call a few times. Then I got a call from Andrew. He never called me at midnight if it wasn't important, so I got up to receive his call. He informed me that dad had a heart attack and he was in the hospital. I just froze hearing him. I got so angry at myself that I smashed the mirror by throwing away my phone and sat on the bed helplessly.

I am thankful that Isha was there to help me. We flew to New York as soon as possible and went to the hospital. Aditi and Andrew were already there. Andrew was trying to comfort Aditi as she fell asleep due to exhaustion. He stood up as he saw us approaching.

"What exactly happened?" I asked Andrew.

"As his secretary, Daniel had been stressed about some matters for the last few days. When we were about to leave for London, Daniel called Aditi. He wanted to talk to her. So we went to New York instead of London. She got into an argument with him because of our relationship. Then he clenched his chest in pain suddenly and collapsed. We took him here. Aditi was so guilty. She is blaming herself for everything," Andrew sighed while describing it.

"How is he now?" Isha asked him. I wasn't in the situation to talk.

"He is still in a coma after the surgery. After diagnosing his condition, doctors found a blockage in his heart. He needed immediate surgery. So Aditi signed the bond paper without waiting for AD," I slumped myself on a chair, hearing Andrew as my leg was too numb to bear my weight.

I can't believe how bad a son I have become. I couldn't take care of my dad when he needed me. Instead, I hated him. How could I do this to my own dad? I really am not a good guy. I don't deserve anyone's love. I felt a hand on my shoulder which brought me back out of my thought.

"Don't even think about it?" Isha warned me, sitting beside me. "I don't know about anyone else, but as for me, I know how you felt about your dad. You were mad at him for some time being, but you don't hate him. I know how much you love your family, and how much you care for them. So, don't think badly about yourself," she comforted me. I felt like there was something heavy inside me that I couldn't breathe, but she just took the burden of guilt away from me.

"Dad has been calling me for days. I always ignored his calls. He even called me yesterday and I ignored it as well. I should have been there with him but pushed him away. I don't deserve to be his son. If he doesn't wake up, I won't be able to forgive myself for ever," I broke down in front of her. She pulled me into a hug. She has seen the worst of me, yet she is with me trying to console me, to make me feel better. What have I done to deserve this angel!

"Don't worry. He will wake up soon. Everything will be fine. He is your dad. He will forgive you, just ask forgiveness from him," she cheered me with her angelic smile, giving me new hope.

We have been waiting in the hospital for dad to wake up. In the afternoon, the doctor came and informed us that dad had woken up and wanted to meet with us. But only two family members can meet him at a time. I told Andrew to take Aditi to the ICU first as she was in worse condition than me. She continuously blames herself for this situation. We tried to comfort her but she didn't relax. I hope she will calm down after talking to dad.

When they came out, though Aditi was upset a bit, I knew she was okay. It was our turn to meet dad, but I was too nervous to even take a step forward. Isha squeezed my hand to encourage me, which she was holding all the time. I took a deep breath, intertwined our hands, and went inside the ICU. Dad was lying on the bed, eyes closed. He was looking pale and tired. I never imagined my dad like that.