BLOOMING LOVE FROM HATE

chapter 37

Adhitya reached out for his son, Anith, who was in Prem's arms. Anith jumped excitedly to his father. Adhitya glanced past Prem, hoping to see Nithya, but Prem, sensing his longing, said, "Nithya isn't here, we only brought Anith." Adhitya's face fell with disappointment, and Prem felt a pang of sympathy for his brother.

Adhitya set Anith down on his bed, and Diya joined them, all of them lost in fun. As Diya and Anith played, Prem turned to Adhitya and asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"I'm going to do whatever it takes to get my family back," Adhitya replied, determination in his voice. He then recounted everything that had happened at Nithya's house the day before and how stubborn Nithya had been.

Listening intently, Prem said, "Adhitya, take it slow. She's very angry that you left her right after the delivery. I thought giving you both some space would help, but she took it as you running away from your responsibilities. I shouldn't have let you leave. I should have stopped you. It's been two years—too long for anyone to be in this situation. You know how hard she struggled alone to raise your son. Do you think taking care of a child alone is easy? But she did it, at such a young age."

Adhitya looked at him, tears brimming in his eyes. "Prem, I know I made a grave mistake, but I'm not that old Adhitya anymore. I love her, and I want her and my son. I want my family back. I would do anything for that."

Prem gave a bittersweet smile and placed a hand on his shoulder. "All the best, Adhi. But don't do anything impulsive. She has been through so much, she deserves a good life. So act accordingly."

Adhitya nodded, determination set in his features. "I promise, Prem. I'll never let her go."

Suddenly, a scream pierced the air, and they turned to see Anith crying. Diya and Anith were tugging at the same toy. They hurried over to the kids, and Adhitya asked Diya why they were fighting.

"Daddy, this toy has sharp edges! It might hurt him, that's why I'm trying to pull it away, but he won't let go!" Diya explained, concern for her brother evident in her voice.

Adhitya knelt down, gently pried the toy from Anith's grip, and lifted him into his arms. Anith wailed loudly at first but soon diverted his attention to Adhitya, playfully pinching his cheeks. Adhitya felt a surge of joy holding his son like this, but his heart still ached for Nithya. Without her, this wouldn't be a complete family.

After some time, Sri came to call everyone for lunch. Adhitya carried Anith downstairs and sat at the dining table with his son on his lap, his face lit up with joy. Adhitya's grandparents and parents were delighted to see him like this. His mother served the food, and Sri said, "Adhi, give Anith to me, I'll feed him."

Adhitya tried to hand Anith over, but the little boy clung tightly to his father. Everyone watched in surprise at how quickly Anith had become attached to him in just one day, and they laughed at his antics.

Adhitya felt a swell of happiness seeing his son so attached to him. He fed Anith small bites while eating himself, and to his surprise, Anith didn't throw any tantrums, maybe he is hungry. Sri couldn't believe her eyes, she knew that Anith usually only ate when his mother fed him. "You traitor! In just one day, you've abandoned your mother for your dad! Wait until I tell her!" she teased.

"Blood is thicker than water," Adhitya's grandmother chimed in, her voice a mix of pride and bitterness. "Even after not seeing his father for two years, look how quickly he has bonded with him. That's a blood relationship that can't be broken. But his mother doesn't seem to understand that. Someone needs to knock some sense into her."

The room fell silent after her words, the weight of her statement hanging in the air. After finishing their lunch, everyone headed off to their rooms for an afternoon nap.

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On the other side, Nithya sat on the couch, anxiously watching the door, waiting for her son. She knew Anith only ate when she fed him, and now that lunch time had passed, she worried about whether he had eaten at all. Her eyes flicked between the clock and the door. To distract herself, she took out her tablet and started editing a video she had shot.

Meanwhile, Anith was having the time of his life. He and Diya were bouncing on Adhitya's stomach while he lay on the bed, laughing and playing. After a while, they both grew tired and drifted off to sleep in his arms—Anith on his right arm and Diya on his left.

Adhitya gazed at his son and couldn't help but smile. Anith looked like a mini version of him, and his heart swelled with pride. He mentally thanked Nithya for giving him such a beautiful gift.

But then, memories flashed before his eyes—times when he had called her degrading names and referred to his son as a mistake. Shame washed over him, and he thought to himself that he deserved Nithya's anger.

He gently pecked Anith's forehead and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

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