Haasil- Never Give Up On Love

PART- 64 (Home Sweet Home)

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And yes, I will finish these two stories soon. Then you all will be free from doing all these votes and comments. Because, I won't write anymore fan fiction here.

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SANA POV

I was packing up my stuff when Dad walks inside my room. He looks devestated and tired after all the drama that happened downstairs. I still can't believe my mother was such a bitch; who destroyed our life and family.

He sits on bed, "Sana, please don't go. Please. I beg you. Don't leave me alone here."

"Dad please I need to go from here. I feel saffocated here all the time." I tell him, putting some t-shirts into my luggage bag with anger.

"Baby, I promise I'll make it up to you. I'll try to be the father you deserve. I will try to be a better Dad for you. Just give me one chance. Please." He begs crying.

I'm feeling pain seeing him in pain. Seeing him crying. But I can't do anything. There was a time when I used to cry and beg him to stay home with me. To spend time with me. To play with me. But he never listen to me. He always left me behind what was important for him. His work. So I'll do the same. I'll go with Sidharth who is waiting for me downstairs giving death glare to my so-called ex mother.

"I'm sorry Dad. But I need to go. Because I live without Sidharth. And I know you won't accept him. So there's no meaning of staying here. And all these arguments. I have made my mind already." I told him being honest.

"This is not done. Sana, he is way too old for you. Fifteen years age gap is not a joke. You both are very different." He argues.

I took a pause from my packing and sit beside him. We need a heart to heart talk. A real talk. Where we both come to a truce on our situation.

"No Dad. We are the same. Yes, we have a huge age difference between us. But we are happy together. We love each other. We can't live without each other. And he is a good man. And you know that."

"I do. He is a good man. I agree. But, Sana. Umhm!"

"What is it Dad? Why are you so stressed up?" I can tell he have some different issue with my relationship with Sidharth. But I can't guess.

"You're not getting my point Sana. He is too old for you. Have you ever thought about future? Marriage? Kids? All these?"

"Of course. I did. He did. We both did. So? What's your point?"

He sighed and shakes his head, "You are not getting it Sana. You are just 21 now. And He is 36. 36 is not a small number."

"I know. What can I do now if he is 36? Now?" I am not getting his point.

"Baby. As much as it looks good and easy but it's not. Sana you're just 21. You are still a kid. You can wait for at least for 6 to 7 years for marriage and baby. But he can't wait for that long to have a family. He is 36. At this age he is supposed to get married and have kids. Now. Like right now. But you. You can't give him that commitment and kids. Are you understanding my point? It's complicated. Way too complicated for you both."

Oh fucking hell! Why he have to overthinking everything now. I quickly take a look at my room's door.

"What are you looking for?"