Chapter 43

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** Sorry readers for little late and short update. Something came up , made me busy. Next update will be long . I'm thinking about going into flashback. Okay ! Happy reading . Take love 😘**

Ishan was sitting on the bed , playing with Ivan in Ivan's bedroom. Nehal was not so far from them , enjoying Mumma-Baby's play.

Thirty minutes ago , When they reached the main entrance of Gill mansion , the butler who was coming from market with a bag full of vegetables , saw him and Nehal hesitating to go inside. He dialed Mr Gill's number and within two minutes Mr Gill came down almost running from the stairs. He was very happy to see Ishan come here with his own initiative.

He was chatting with Shubman's mother earlier about Ishan. Mrs Gill was very ashamed , she couldn't find the courage to be face to face with Ishan . Mr Gill took a good time to make her understand that Ishan's isn't like any other person , if she just tells him one time to come back home and apologizes to him , Ishan would accept her apologies in an instant. Mrs Gill planned , she would go to Ishan's place  and beg him to come back to their home tonight .

Unexpectedly,Ishan came here by his own . But Mrs Gill and Shahneel went for shopping , they were not in home when Ishan came there.
Ishan was hesitating , after everything happened any person with self-esteem couldn't just step in a threshold of a house from where he was being thrown out. Mr Gill understood Ishan's dilemma , he smiled softly and assured him . Ishan also thought that he came long way just to meet his child , anything except him shouldn't be a matter of concern for him. His heart was screaming  just to get a look of his child , to hear Ivan calling him Mumma. Ishan swept aside every hesitation of his heart and entered inside.

Ishan was hugging Ivan in his arm and swaying him back and forth playfully. Ivan was so happy that he couldn't stop giggling. The little child kept waiting everyday until his Papa or Dadu sent him to his Mumma. The moment Ishan entered inside Ivan's room , Ivan's big eyes welled up seeing his Mumma's unexpected arrival. He was already missing Ishan. Ivan extended his hands towards Ishan and asked Ishan to carry him in his arms . His lips quivered with emotions , he just wanted his Mother's warmth to embrace him. Ishan's heart ached after noticing tears in Ivan's eyes. His little child , the little life doesn't even know how hard his life is gonna be in next few days.

Ishan went running near bed , carried his child in his arms hugging him tightly. 
Nehal wondered after witnessing this sweet scene , Ishan behaving like a real mother who gave birth to this child. How a man could possess this much of motherly affection. Usually father's love is very different from a mother's love .

After so much playing and giggling , Ivan's eyes felt heavy. He yawned and placed his tired head on Ishan's shoulder , a soft sigh left  his mouth. Ishan understood Ivan was feeling sleepy. It was Ivan's nap time anyways. Ishan helped Ivan to lay down on the pillow and he also reclined on the bed holding Ivan close. Ivan's eyes were getting heavier , he nestled in his Mumma's arm , basking in the warmth. Ishan gently started patting on Ivan's back to make him sleep.
The nanny informed Ishan that little prince already had his lunch before Ishan came . Ivan made fuss every afternoon when his nanny tried to make him sleep. Ivan didn't want to sleep without Ishan , though his eyes got heavy with sleepiness. This made his mood go cranky every time. Sometimes he threw his toys everywhere and showed his bad mood. Nanny had a hard time to coax the child and make him sleep.

Nehal's heart felt soft after watching the scene. His lips curled upward.

" You seem love Ivan so much , isn't it Ishu ? Looks like he has more attachment with you than his father. "

Nehal asked in low voice , shifting closer to them .

Ishan looked up and smiled .

" Nehal, you know . I'll never forget the first time I saw Ivan. It felt like I'd found my own child. Seeing him cry...it broke my heart. I had an overwhelming urge to cry myself."
Ishan's voice was low .

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