"So what?" Shruti asked. Karan and Neev followed Sid inside the room.
"My mother is a single child just like me and my father is an orphan too. My grandparents liked him as he used to work in our company and was a smart and loyal man and they thought if their daughter and he gets married to each other so they'll get a hier for the company and a son too." She exhaled loudly. "But.. When our company suffered from bankruptcy he hadn't had any back support. And my mother being the only daughter of a business tycoon wasn't used to any adjustments. My father struggled very hard and finally our business was stabled as high as earlier, but for some reason my mother still blames him. She thinks they wouldn't have to go through all of that if he had money. If he had legacy. If he wouldn't be.. An orphan." She said and a single tear rolled down her eyes.
"That's not the case for you two. We all are with you. Sid is a smart and a talented boy. He has gotten football tournament scholarship." Neev said coming near us.
"Sports or business, he's good at both. He can choose his carrier. " Shruti said.
"My mother is best friend of yours Kusum. Don't worry I'll tell her to talk to your mother. And if Sid wants he can join my company." Karan said sitting on his knees in front of Kusum.
"Thanks bro. But I can't join your company just because I need to. I want to check my ability. And about marraige I'll talk to your mother my self. Just give me a year." Sid sat beside Kusum and told her. She cried smiled and nodded her head as yes. He tightly hugged her.
They are just so perfect I can't even imagine how her mother want to separate them. They are each other's strength. Money don't defines love, why don't people understand this.
Akshay's POV:
I landed at 7 in the morning and saw our chauffeur waiting for me outside the airport.
"Where's papa?" I asked him and got to know that he isn't home yet. When he called me yesterday he was out of town.
I reached home and got freshen up. I informed Shruti that I reached safely and she told me that Sid and Kusum were back, safe and sound.
I was alone in the home as usual. I have spent all my life in this house, alone, but still I haven't get used to it. Everytime I feel like my mother will come out from the kitchen to feed me and my 7 year old self will run in the house refusing to eat. My sister will come all dolled up and I'll pull her hairs.
I didn't realize when I started crying and laughing. I was devastated when my mother and sister died. Or i thought so. But with time I sustained my self. Two years. I locked myself at home. I mourned over their death. The death that never happened. I have never feel this broken.
But papa was better at handling himself.
Did he know all along? Did mother know that he knows? Did Sakshi never miss me or want to see me? Did my mother never think of me?
Why mother never contacted us? Why father never looked for her? Why this facade of death?
There were so many unanswered questions. They were eating my mind. I can't wait any longer to know the truth.
"How are you son?" My father's voice came from behind.
"What was that you wanted to talk to me?" I asked neglecting his question.
"Hm.. No greetings. I raised you better than that." He said arrogantly and came inside the house.
"Look son, what I want to say is about your mother..and sister. But first you need to calm your mind." He was having trouble talking to me. The way he was stealing glances I knew exactly what he wanted to say. I got the answer of my question. Not all of them but surely one.
He knew.
"They are alive." I uttered out of anger. He looked at me shockingly. The confirmation broke me more, as if it wasn't enough already.
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Together.. Till Death Do Us Apart.
Romance"Tell me Ka... Mr. have you slept with her when we were still together." She said with anger but hurt and jealousy was evident in her features. She saw him flinch when she stopped herself from calling his name. "You don't know the truth. Let me expl...
