Whispers of Hope ✓

CHAPTER 48

ISHITA'S POV

I was suddenly so busy with everything lately that when Kiaan came to me this afternoon, I wasn't able to catch with everything he told me about. I just remembered him talking about some uncle he met twice. I just remember him storytelling how that uncle saved him from the bullies and how he stood up as his proxy father. I was flustered at his story and how happy he was while telling the story. It was first for me to see him that bubbly and talking about someone. From the moment Kiaan learned the mechanics of the world, he never really was that open to anyone or anything which I was always worried about so when he suddenly talked about someone and even happily story-told it word by word, I was more than shocked and happy for my little prince. That was indeed a big change from him; although I couldn't remember what his name again was, I'm still very much thankful to that certain someone.

"Don't worry about it Mrs. Shekhwat. We've settled and finished the meeting smoothly all thanks to the sponsor's open agreement. We have to set yet another meeting to thank him for his hardwork." Mr. Joy says from the other line. I'm currently on the phone with Mr. Joy. I was asking him regarding the meeting that was held a while ago and I was more than sorry that I wasn't able to attend especially that I was the head of the orphanage. "I told you to call me just Ishita Mr. Joy. And yes, we must set another meeting. I'll schedule the meeting if you let me Mr. Joy."

The old man chuckled and we went more and talking through the night and as we ended the call. I remembered the sponsor which I was to accommodate for tonight. I wasn't very sure if I even prepared everything in the guest room just right and so I went to check it one last time. Luckily, there wasn't any sign of the sponsor to have entered the room yet so I fixed everything in a rush before setting to the kitchen. After cleaning the kitchen, I went and checked Kiaan in his room again and he was so sound asleep and that was my last call to go and take a good-nice hot bath. Hot bath; always reminds me of him. He loves hot bath and with the little time we stayed together, I adopted to his weird liking to hot bath. Ever since I met him, I too was then addicted to hot bath and it became one of my comfort zone.

Just then, my phone rang, so I had to finish my bath business just so i could attend the caller only to find out it was Rehan, the very reason I couldn't attend the meeting a while ago. I had to go run after him when he suddenly called and told me he had a problem in the airport. And when I got to the airport, I was shocked to see him still there and still in his clothes the last time I saw him and that's when he told me that he'd been stuck in the airport for like one day already trying to fix his visa. He forgot that he has an American citizenship so he had to fix his visa first. He lived in L.A remember and even tho he is a pure Indian, he still had to run his visa right because of his American citizenship. And we of course fought like little kids in the middle of the crowded airport. I was scolding him for being lousy and forgetting his American citizenship and I nagged him about why he only called just then. Of course I was worried when he told me he was stuck at the airport like where the hell did he sleep then? Jeez this kid; yes, he's still a kid in my eyes. "Jeez di, i thought you finished scolding me at the airport and look at you still mad and nagging about it; move on okay?"

"You shut up silly boy! And don't try being nice to me coz am still not done with you. You better fix everything by tomorrow. You need to go home and fast." I said and he just chuckled at the other line.

"Jeez di, you're really eager to make me go home. And why did you insist on making me stay at a hotel when the orphanage is so wide and even free." he complained and I rolled my eyes. "shut up, you're too rich for your own good. How dare you complain for paying your hotel stay. You must've forgotten that you're a billionaire Rehan."

Again, he laughed and we went rambling on things, til we decided to end the call. I didn't how long we talked and how I was even at the open garden by then. This garden was owned by Kiaan's grandmother and was soon taken care of by his biological mother. When I first saw this garden, I already felt so peaceful and warm; it felt like being inside here was feeling a mother's touch and embrace. Even so that flowers of all kinds and designs are present here so the scent really is fascinating enough; altho the different fragrance of flowers is all mixed up here, it still smells nice and not a pain in the nose. I sat there for more moments reminiscing certain mem'ries til I decided to go back to my room coz it was getting cold already. I paced my way out thru the dim garden when all of a sudden I bumped into what seemed as a person. I was flustered and paused for a moment or two before getting my wits back when I heard the sound of splashing water and a glass by the grassy ground. I crouched and said my apology; took hold of the mug and looked up to hand it over to the one I bumped. It was too dim to familiarize the person in one look but I didn't know why with one look; with the locking of our gazes, I froze and he was too familiar for me not to recognize at all. I sat there frozen and my mouth seemed to lock and I didn't know what to do. My insides rumbled like never before and I didn't know what to feel first. There was a surge of something both in my mind and my heart that I couldn't bring to tell what. It was a mixture or memories, the longing, the pain, anger, hatred, regret and worst I could feel and was ecstatic to feel, love. Why? With all that happened and thru those long 2 years, I still feel like the way I did when we were together? I even feel more rigid of my feelings for him now that I saw him again.

"I--Ish..Ishita?"

Before my tears could even try forming and thanks to him speaking out; I woke from my seemingly broken dreams and stood abrupt; adjusted myself and walked pass him when he suddenly grabbed me by the arm making me face him again. "W-wait." I didn't say a word coz I felt like I will really lose it the moment I will open my mouth and answer to both his call and the call of my heart. I just can't. "W-wait. Please-- I-Ish, is that....really y-you?" He slowly asked and I was just silently staring up at him. I didn't know what my face already looked like while am currently looking at him but I just couldn't help but stare up at him. I couldn't bring to stop myself from feeding my long yearning of his face; him. I so hate myself now for feeling this way when I should be yelling at him, questioning him about everything; about what happened and why he's suddenly showing up here like nothing. But here I am just staring at him like a stupid woman crazed in love. My years of half-heartedly hating him and my heart hardening to the word love suddenly crumbled and melted all at once upon sighting him.

"Ish...is that you-- why- how are you here? I mean-- how can you be here?" he was stuttering all the way and I couldn't get what he was trying to ask. "I- I'm so speechless, I don't know where to start--"

"Don't." he looked at me with so much confusion in his face as I cut him from his words. "Don't even try to start. I don't need you to start and I don't want you to. I- was done with you long before everything--"

"What do you mean you're done with me? Ish I--"

"Stop. Please Joshua. Don't you think it's so--too late for you to explain yourself now?" My voice staggered and I hated how am starting to get emotional, no. I can't cry now. We stayed like that, just silently staring for more moments and I couldn't stand it anymore. I wagged his hands clinging to mine and turned my back to him. He didn't say a word and just let me walk away and just when I was to step out of the garden completely; what he said crumbled my hard-made walls,

"I missed you Ishita. My name never really sounded so special when it's spoken by you."