A Second Chance.

Chapter 19.

Hussyan.

"Arsalan." I call his name softly when he stirs in his sleep. He rolled to my side and slowly open his eyes.

"Dad." He smiled and wrapped his small arms around me. I chuckle when he tried to come on me. I hold me a little tight and bring him on top of me.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked him running my hands in his hairs and I feel him nodding.

"Yes, Dad. Where is Sila?" He pulled back and sit up. I sigh and look at him.

"She went home." I told him and my heart clenched to see sadness in his eyes.

"Oh." He sighs and look down. I make him look up at me and think if I should ask him or not.

"Arsalan Can you tell Dad something?" I asked him with a small smile. He looked at me confused, but nodded.

"Yes, Dad."

"Is it true that Aisha Aunty tried to scare you?" I asked him, but I don't even know if I asked right or wrong. He looked at me nervously and look down.

"N-No D-Dad." He stuttered, which he never do.

"Arsalan, tell me the truth. Did she try to do something?" I asked him sternly. He looked at me and his eyes filled with tears.

"S-She slap m-me in front of her friends." He hiccups as tears started rolling down his face. How dare her to slap my son.

"What else she does?" I asked him quietly and try to control my anger.

"She t-told me to s-stay away f-from her." He says tearfully.

"When all this happen and why you tell Sila not me?" I asked him sadly. He told Sila about it, not me. Why?

"L-last weekend w-when we c-came here. S-she told me if I tell a-anyone, then us-she will lock me in the store room. I a-am sorry Dad f-for not telling y-you." I clenched my hand into fist and take a deep breath to control my anger.

"Don't worry Arsalan. No one will lock you in store. Now be a good boy and stay here while I go to finish some work. I will send someone to you." I smiled at him and make him lay beside me. I stood up and walk out of my old room. We are still in my Dad's house. It is late and Aisha and her parents are still here. I walk down and enter in the living room. I saw Mom, Dad and Aisha parents chatting while Aisha is talking to her sister. I looked at Maham and Ahmed as they sit quietly. I know they are sitting here because of Mom Dad.

"I want to talk about something." I announced getting everyone attention. They all looked at me confused, but nodded. I looked at Aisha and she give me a flitery smile making me rolled my eyes.

"What it is Hussyan?" Dad asked me. I looked at everyone, then at Maham and Ahmed.

"Maham Ahmed go upstairs. Arsalan is alone." I told them. They nodded and went upstairs. I looked at everyone, then at Aisha how was still looking at me.

"Can you please explain why you slap my son Aisha?" I asked him through my teeth and saw as her face get pale and everyone look at her confused. She stands up and shake her head.

"N-no I didn't slap him. He is lying." She says nervously. I take a step closer to her making her more nervous.

"My son never lied to me. Tell me the reason why you, slap him in front of your friends? Answer me!" I yelled when she stays quiet. She flinched back and I could see fear in her eyes.

"Because that little thing ruined my dress!" She shouted angrily. I clenched my hand into fist as I heard him calling my son a thing. I don't know when my hand raised and went across her face, making her head snapped to right and I heard everyone gasped.