Rabt

19

Qasim

He laid awake while Saima slept next to him.

The guilt weighed in on him like a ton of bricks .

He felt his chest tighten as he clenched his jaw.
There was so much happening , he hadn't had anytime to process it.

His wife was dying .
He had a four year old to take care off .

His other wife was pregnant.

His other wife didn't really like him at all.

Saima had tried to control the situation as much as she could .

She had found him a another wife and another mother for his daughter.

He scoffed getting up ,
As if she could be replaced .

He couldn't lay any longer he needed to take a walk.

Their house wasn't a mansion But it did touch a natural patch of a forest. The further led to a small hill.

He had bought it , before he got married because Saima loved hiking.

He had asked her opinions about how she wanted the house designed because it had been always for the both of them.

They had made sure that the garden would be the main feature .

They had designed trails on the gardens  , so usually when he was troubled he would go on a walk.

He stepped out of his bedroom, and walked out side letting the cool air nip at him.

He had to talk to Rukhsar he didn't know what he was going to say.

Saima was hurt .

Inaya was clueless.

When he finally decided to head in it was almost 12 40.

He headed to his office he had to look at a few emails when he heard the door of his daughters room creak open.

"Papa?" Inaya said sleepily,
He smiled at her , as she reached out for him and he took her in his arms.

"Aap soye nahi beta" he asked her , as he brushed away her hair.

"I had a nightmare." She said wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Mein dar gay thi" she said ,her brown eyes so innocent.
He pressed a kiss to her temple.

"Meri jaan kab se darne lagi?" He asked her , and she shook her head as tears filled her eyes.

"Papa it was really scary." She said , and suddenly she was crying .

He pressed a kiss to her head bringing her to his chest.

"Inaya meri jaan, kya hua hai" he said as he swayed her .

She shook her head as she continued to cry.

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

But he didn't tell her to stop crying.

After a few minutes she calmed down ,
"Sweetheart do you want me to sleep with you?" He asked , and she nodded .

"Yesh pwease" she said as he wiped away her tears.

"Papa I'm hungwy" she mumbled , and he nodded ,
"What do you feel like having" he asked

"Icshcweam" she said and he shot her an amused look.

"Cute" he said shaking his head.
"Its past twelve , if you have ice cream right now you won't be able to sleep." He told her , and she pouted .