The One I Was Waiting For.

Noodles and Ice creams:D

So here we are, driving to my father's house.
Surprisingly, when I read the address, it was the same one we lived in. Yes, my old home. My real home.
We are now driving back to New York. Rob didn't even ask one question when I decided I wanted to go back and meet him. He just understandingly nodded.

I look at him as he drive. He looks so sweet and sincere. I smile.
I am not a bit nervous or sad. I just want answers.
Why didn't he meet me all these years? Why today? Where was he all this time?
I have a bad feeling that in these eight years he was suffering badly.
I don't know why my gut feeling says so.
I can be right...but wrong too. Who knows?

"Why are you furrowing?" Rob asks me suddenly and I look at him. I then realize I am furrowing.

"Um- nothing. Just stuff!" I say and look out of the window.

"Mishi.." He says in that tone which demands answers.

Oh no please not again.

"Mishi?" He says harder this time.

"What?" I don't look at him.

"What are you thinking? Tell me, I want to know..."

I sigh and look at him.

"What do you wanna know, Rob? I am just full of questions I want answers of! I want to ask him everything! That's why I am just spacing out and furrowing, I guess." I coldly exclaim.
I can't believe I am giving the cold shoulder to him.

"I am sorry..." I say guiltily.

"Its fine, baby. I am not at all mad. You're just upset." He weakly smiles.

"Rob, I am also sorry for ruining our vacation. Its just...I really wanted to meet him." I look down at my twitching palms. Ah! Why am I again doing it?

"It's okay, you mad girl. This thing is way more important than that vacation. We can have more vacations. After all, we have whole life!" He cheer me up. And he succeeds. I smile.

"Yes, whole life." I say biting my lower lip.

Just the thought that we will be together for the whole life excites me. It makes me so full of happiness and glee. I am so madly in love with him.
And I can never get all of him. It will even take more than one life to totally register him in me.
I really, really, really can't believe he is mine.
Mine.

We reach New York finally. But New York city is no joke. We still have to go for a two hours drive to reach my father's house. Its almost evening now. I did not eat lunch properly so Rob stops at a restaurant. I still do not want to eat.
It's like my hunger is vanished. I am turned into a goat from a bufallo.
Sorry, you know I suck at examples right?

We sit at the window side in the restaurant. I look out of the window. There, a small girl, maybe around six, is holding a man's finger and they both are walking towards the parking. The girl has candy in her other hand which she is gladly eating. I smile at her. I guess that man is her father.
I also once had a normal life. My father was perfect and he too bought me candies.

They both reach their car. Her dad pulls her up and makes her sit in the passenger side of the car. And then closes the door. He treats her like a princess.
Just like my dad did.

"Mishi...she is asking something?" Rob's voice startles me. I jump and look at him; shockingly.

"Huh?" I ask. And then look up to find a waitress standing there with a confused look.

"What would you like to have mam?" She asks smiling with her thin lips. She has applied jet red lipstick on them. Her pale skin was shining in that.