Loving The Bad Boy

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"Jab mushkil samne atti rehti hai. Tab meri Aravi aur bi Jada himat wali ho jati hain. Hain na Ara?" ( when hardships come your way, my Aravi becomes stronger, right?). Tears stream down my face, as I see the lifeless body of my baba(father) in the floor of his very own house he built with sweats, blood, and tears. My baba, Alek was the youngest brother of his two older brothers who once used to be so close and loving with us. But now; it's all gone. The love, the respect, we used to get is all gone along with my dad.

I never thought death, and property could be so important for people that they forget to respect a dead person. All they respect is money and property.
My mom's side family is bigger than my dad, but I never imagined a small family of my father will be so desperate to attain over this property that they will forget all the loving moments they had in my dads house when they had nothing.

"Kuch khale beta. Tune abhitak kuch kaya nei hain." My dadi, said as she wipes the tears off my face with her dupatta and cries herself.
My eyes moved to my dadi, and then to my mom who is sitting far by the stairs, as she leaned her head by the side of the stairs, quiet and the dry tears stain on her cheeks.
The love my mom has for my dad is unspeakable and unimaginable. She respected him with no conditions, and so did he.

My heart breaks, and body shivered as the thought of mama being broken, and lonely now. Thinking of us being alone, anxious hit through my soul as it clenched tightly.

"D-dadi mama didn't eat anything either. Give this to me, let me go feed her." I said as, I take the food tray, and walked up to my mom. I quietly sat beside her, as I made her face turn to me, but her eyes not leaving the sight of my dad. I wiped her cheeks, before telling her. It will be okay.

"Maa here please eat something."
....
She didn't say anything but keeping her eyes stood on my dad's body.

"Maa PLEASE TALK." I shake her to get her out of the trauma, as I yell throught my broken heart.

Her eyes slowly turned towards mine, before she made eye contact with mines. I saw her eyes trembling, and beaming with tears. She pulled me in a tight hug and broke in tears.

"A-Aravi we lost your baba. We lost your baba." She yelled as her voice cracked. I caress her back, as she sobs. Including me.

"Alia? Alia what I heard is it true?. Is Alek dead?" We heard a voice approaching us. I look to my left to see none other than my nani(grandmother). Seeing her, we both let into more sobs, as other including my dadi came to condolence us.

"It's time we take the body to its place. Men's please gather around 4 corner, and carry the coffin." The moment we heard that, my mom pushed me, and got up screaming "NO DONT YOU ALL DARE TO TOUCH MY HUSBAND OR TAKE HIM ANYWHERE."

Everyone looked at ma's way, pitted, and sad. Everyone here we all know, but what's funny is our own family isn't here.

"Behnji please sambal yeh(sister please take care of yourself) you need to be strong. For Aravi." One of our neighbors said as she pulls Maa in a hug, and I'm just devasted not knowing what to say or do.

Gathering myself, and building the courage, I walk up to my mom and sat her down and calm her.

"Look sister we have to take him, you know how the ritual is. The funeral location is always busy due to so many people losing their lives. I know it's hard, but let's accept the reality." One of the uncle said.

"Haan beti. Please let Alek go. He will be in a better place." My dadi(paternal granny) said as she hugs Maa.

Nodding her head, my mom wiped her tears and went up to my dad. She kneel down and kissed my dad's forehead before saying "take him." And burst into more sobs

All the men gathered, and began carrying the coffin on my dad, and began making their way out. The cries, screams, Maa dadi, and other were letting out was anxiously very scary and that's when I realized that I no longer have a dad.

I don't have a dad. A single tear slide down my eyes, and I dropped on my knees as I seen the figure of my dad and the men disappear from the house.

Baba I will miss you. And I promise to fulfill your dreams.

A/n: I hope the first chapter was a good start. Well it's sad to see Sayra's dad being dead and all she has is her mother, dadi and nani to take care of. Please stay tune for new chapters.