Redemption

42 |Old Bonds

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Guys the End has begun, Inn Shaa Allah four more update will be there.

42| Old Bonds 

"But I wanna sleep here with you, ask chachoo to take her away" Ayesha whined with a lot of stubbornness in her tone while Fatima cried holding my index finger not letting me go.

"Acha acha okay okay! Don't cry you two, I will sleep in the middle and you two can sleep with me on either sides fine?" I tried to come up with a solution.

"No I won't sleep in the corner, there is BOOBOO!!!" Fatima made a terrified face and pointed at the wall with the bed, where silhouettes of a few birds had been painted. I looked at the wall with a frown and couldn't help but laugh at her expressions.

"Darling there is no booboo, am here with you, you can hold my hand"

"No I won't sleep in the corner" she started to cry much louder and I looked at Ayesha, she was elder and I dunno why but we always assume mature approach from the elder sibling but Ayesha wasn't the one from whom you can expect such things. 

"Aeysha beta fatima choti hea na, ap samajhdar ho, aj sojao kal paka dadyy will sleep with his elder princess, theek?"

"No!" Ayesha was the lioness of my house, she would never agree to anything else than what she wanted and I knew this.

I heaved up a sigh and then looked at Fatima a big fat tear placed on her cherry cheek, I wiped it up and kissed her forehead. "Okay I will sleep in the middle and will face your side, and when the booboo will come I will fight with him and won't let him come near my baby, fine now?"

Fatima made a face, thought for a while and then wiped her cheeks. "Okay" I smiled and finally able to put them to sleep, I laid in the middle facing Fatima who hugged me with both her arms and hid her face in my chest.

How will I ever be able to detach them from me? jo mein kerna chahta hoon wo khaternak hea, mager zaroori bhi.... werna ye aag kabhi nai bujhey gi mager ye farishty hen, in k pas hoty hue ye sab....inn ki masoomiyat chinn jaye gi, ye mein kesey ker paoon ga?..... there were two voices inside me, opposing each other. I shut my eyes firm to ignore them. 

Ayesha was never that cuddling kid, she would always sleep in her room and had hardly disturbed anyone in night, she was independent and reserve but after Amna left us she had become all sensitive and a total cry baby.

I felt she brought her hand up and held my little finger in her little palm, fisting it firmly as if she would never leave it. I smiled, and a tear escaped the corner of my eye. After a little while Fatima turned to the other side in deep sleep but Ayesha was still holding my little finger and wasn't ready to let it go.

I closed my eyes.

And all of a sudden the warmth was gone, I felt alone. Somebody snatched them, took them away from me, my heart started to sink down at the thought.. My hands fisted and my eyes fluttered open. Breaths were ragged, the pain in my chest was still there.

Suddenly I felt something peculiar; my hand.... I looked to my left and my heart clenched inside my chest finding her there in front of my eyes.

Ayesha!

She was sitting on the carpet on the floor, with her head resting on the brim of my bed and her hand holding my little finger. My eyes watered up, was it a dream?