Life Is a box of Chocolates.

chapter 17

One thing kept bugging the past week. How Rashid openly rejected his child. How my child.... Our child. ... will be born in to a world with out a father. My child will see other children's Fathers and wish for a father figure himself.

Himself.

I smiled as i put my hand on my belly. I was sat at my desk in my room munching on a kit kat and typing up my English work.

"I guess I think your a boy."

Humaira comes and goes ranting about Rashid and Ruby. Mehmoona and Saif biya have been really supportive over the past week. It's just the sympathetic looks and whispers I get from neighbours and family that really get me down.

"Shes carrying his child. I heard it her cousins safeer baby. That's why he divorced her. Safeer brought her home why didn't't Saif. There's something dodgy going on between them."

I just want to scream and shout at the world that it's not true. But am one and their thousands. so I put my head down and do whatever it is am doing.

Shoving the unwanted memories to the back of my mind I save the document i was working and make my way downstairs.

I froze half way down the stairs as I heared Saif biya voice.

"No it won't be right at this moment. Salsabeel is going threw a lot. I think we should wait."

" How long are you going to wait Saif. 9 months? When the child starts school or college or university or when the child gets married or starts a family it's self. And do you think she will wait that long" mum asked angrily .

"Saif biya will be really old by then" Attiya giggled

"Attiya this isn't the time to joke around." Mum snapped. " saif Salsabeel will be going threw a lot for the rest of her live.

When the child is born she will go threw a lot. All the child's first, first step, first tooth, first word, first day at school ; everything will remind her of her past. She'll wish rashid was here to look after there child.you can't protect her forever saif.

Don't ruin your own life. Now is the time."

My heart was beating fast in my chest and my breathing increased. I had to sit down on the steps because my legs turned to jelly.What were they arguing about? Mum heardly got angry. What was Saif biya trying to protect me from?

Knowing that eves dropping is wrong I made my presence known by walking down the last few steps and entering the room.

Said biya was sat on the settee next to the window with his back hunched and fingers interwined. Dad was sat in deep contemplion next to mum who's lips were pursed and cheaks red on the other sofa and attiya laying on her back infront if the fireplace her head by Saif biya feet.

"What's going on? What are trying to protect me from?"

Saif biya rubbed his face and sighed. I waited for someone to answer but no one did. Mum proceeded to have a staring competition.

"Is anyone going to answer me? I heared half your conversation on the way down " I said gesturing to the stairs with my thumb.

Mum sighed and said " Saif wants to get married."

I frowned " What has that got to do with protecting me? I mean that's wonderful who dose he want to marry."

" Mehmoona."

A bubble of happiness exploded within me and I smiled. Turning my attention to saif biya I asked "really?"

" your not mad. Or sad?" He asked confused. He's eyebrows forrowed.