An Angel in my Life

Justice for him

Samara's P.O.V

It's been a year since the trials have started.  And finally today my dada would get justice and finally his soul would rest in peace.

Finally my dada's soul would find peace and so will my heart. It's a big day.  I know everything is going to be just fine.  Yet I feel a strange  kind of fear and nervousness.  I look at dada's photo one last time before we proceed  to the court.

I kiss his picture and say, "Dada,  finally,  this day has come.  You'll be brought  to justice today. But please promise me to stand by me and guide me always.  Please dada.."

Me and Ricky along with dad than proceeded to the court.  Mum said she'd stay home and pray.  She never wants to see the face of the person who took  her dear son away from her. She'd  rather tear him apart with her own hands

At the court,

The eye witness (Mr. X)  stopped beside me and said,  "I saw it all that day.  Though it was about a year back,  but I remember it all very clearly.  I remeber that handsome face and of course  that  nice and peaceful  smile on his face.  He was headed to his car parked across the road, when  he was hit by that fuckturd wretched wreckless driver! He had a bagfull of sweets and snacks from the Highway Sweet House."  I was taken back to my memories,  where Higway Sweet House used to be my favorite place to eat.  Dada remembered and he went there just to bring my favorite  sweets and snacks.  If it weren't  for me.  We wouldn't be standing here today.  Dad was standing  just  by me and knew exactly  what I was  thinking..  He hugged me and said,  "Not your fault kid.  Your dada would have gone  to the end of the world to bring you your favourite food.  You know that, right.  Now let's go inside.  The  hearing (proceeding) is about to begin.." I nodded and we headed inside.

Inside the court room  both the prosecution and plaintiff  lawyers presented their respective cases.  The eye witness  and the cops were called for testimony one after the other.  The CCTV footage  was played to prove  the criminal guilty.
After about two three hours (which felt literally  like eternity)  the proceedings  ended and the criminal was pleaded guilty by law.  And was punished with lifetime imprisonment.

We came out happy and glad from the court room.  Because,  finally my Samar dada was  brought to justice.  And now,  after a year he can finally rest in peace. So can our hearts.

At home it was a happy mood. The guilty was punished and we were served justice  after fighting the case for about a year and after many tours to the god aweful court room.

That night  I was so very happy  and I told dada about my pregnancy..  Yes,  I was going to have my first child, and dada had to be the first one to know about it..  He is soo happy right now..  I can bet on that.. .
I wrote  another letter to my dada.  And kissed and hugged his photograph.

And left the piece of paper near the frame.

It read:

"Dear Dada,
Even though you get on my last nerve, I wouldn't trade you for a million dollars...( I think). With all jokes aside, I wouldn't trade our movie nights and late night Sonic runs or late night ice cream runs for anything.

Though we may not talk all the time(now not at all because you are gone) because you work a lot and are busy, I still consider you to be one of my best friends. I appreciate everything you have done for me, like sending me hilarious Vines and buying me food when I tell you I don't have any money, but we both know I do.

Thank you for being one of the few people willing to watch a scary movie with me and letting me turn down the volume at the really scary parts. Thank you for introducing me and teaching me how to be a boss in speech and debate. Thank you for always being there for me when I need you. Knowing that you'll always be there, whether it's to talk about some dumb boy or why work life sucks, makes life a lot easier.

Sure we have our differences, and we don't have our deep conversations as often as we used to, but we never really grow apart. We'll always have that special connection.
The reason I wrote this was to tell you that I love you alot. Though you may not hear it that often, I really do. After all of the laughter, tears, wrestling matches and literally setting the house on fire twice (sorry Mom and Dad), it's nice to have those memories and now I'm sad beacause I know that I can't look forward to having even more fun with you. You're the best brother any sister could ask for.

Make good choices, and stay at peace wherever you are.
And choose me as your sister in your next life ... Please..
I will always remember  you and cherish your love and teachings in my heart.  And will love you more than life. Always and forever and ever till the end of time.

I miss you more and more  everyday  my darling dada.

Love always,
Your Favorite Kid, Loving Sister and Best Friend
Your lil tomato. "

I now knew for a fact that dada did read my letters and enjoyed them  too.
Our strong bond of love didn't  break even after one of us is no more.  And will continue to be the same forever.

This is a bond that needs no nurturing.  It grows  stronger and stronger in its own...

I know you love me dada.  And I  love you soo much...

Hugs and kisses dada.

P. S. : I miss your kisses on my forehead.  Wish I  could get them more. I miss your warm hugs too. My soul is very cold without  them..

I miss you soooo soo very much dada.

*****End of Thirteenth Chapter*****

//P. S. : This is the shortest chapter..  By far...  I couldn't pull it any longer  or it's  charm would  have been destroyed.//