JOSHUA'S POV....
I know how it feels when you have no father and how you have to suffer alone with that trauma. I remember those days when my school friends always bully me because I have no father. I remember the day when I came back home while crying and my mom asked me why I am crying like this. I asked her why I have no father? Where is my father? I looked at my mom that day. My mom convinced me that he is gone but I can feel that my dad is still alive. I don't know why I am feeling this way but I have a gut feeling that my father is still alive.
At night when I went inside my mom's room she was crying sitting on the floor. Tracing back then, we were not as rich as we are now and the thought of my mom having it hard every day just to provide for both our needs really hurts. And I felt even more bad as I saw mom crying thinking that my question regarding father would've hurt her. So from that day I never asked my mom about him but that doesn't mean that I don't see her traumatized days. My instinct is saying that is does related to my father.
I am looking at Layad who is sleeping peacefully in her room as I sat beside her remembering those days. For Layad, it's not easy to see her own father dying because of saving her. She was more close to her father. She saw her father being burned that day. She is just 8 year old girl and saw such horrible incidents which she doesn't deserve to see.
I wiped my tears. If something happened to Layad, I just won't hold back. She is like a daughter to me. My sweetheart, my princess. I can do anything for her. I have decided that Layad and Ate Rosa will live in this house only for forever and I will soon tell my decision to everyone.
I remember with everyone that Ishita also is sleeping over here. With the thought of her, I started to smile. I don't know why my heart beat started to fasten whenever I saw her or even hear her name. From the moment I took Layad to hospital she was with me. She stood by my side. She is a gem in the form of human being. I didn't even say thanks to her. I did but I want her to say thank you again. It's10 pm and I think she must be sleeping. But she doesn't sleep this early. I can relate her situation with my mom. My mom always sleeps when she takes sleeping pills. I saw the same situation with her too. I think I am thinking too much. I think I should go and sleep.
I get up from the bed and covered Layad with quilt and kissed her forehead. I came out and slowly close the door. I know because of her medicine she is in her deep sleep. I was about to go when I look at Ish's room. Her room door was open a little so I thought to check on her whether she is sleeping peacefully or not.
I started to walk towards her room and slowly open the door and peek inside her room but she is not in her bed. Where is she? I open the gate a little more when I saw her standing on the balcony and staring at the moon. Before I go to her I think this is the perfect time to talk with her and to say thanks to her. But I can't say thank you like this. Maybe I can make coffee in my style for both of us. I instantly go downstairs and went inside the kitchen and make a coffee for both of us. I was making the coffee when Ate Rosa came and looked at me worriedly.
"Ate Rosa, what happen why do you look so worried?" I asked and put the coffee mug on the slab.
"Joshua I am just worried about Layad. I think she is again having panic attack. I don't know how to make her feel better. She was doing well and after ages we saw her smile but now again" Ate Rosa tells me her situation.
"Ate Rosa, don't worry. I am thinking to appoint Ish for Layad and mom. From when Ish came in Layad's and mom's life they both are feeling fine now. Because of Ish we saw the smiling face of Layad." I said making her feel better in which I got successful too. She smiled and I smiled back. She was about to go when her look fell on coffee mugs and she looked at me and I just started to rub the back of my neck
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Whispers of Hope ✓
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