PLS# 1 Fallen Moon

38.Grieve

Aadhira's pov:
It was raining outside heavily. I was standing near a glass window in which the rain drops were in race just like my tears running down my cheeks.
It has been a month.
Since my mom left me.
One whole month.

And yah 737 hours 45 minutes since the worst heartbreak of my life.
I couldn't explain any of my emotions.
In morning I am crying over mom for leaving me without any goodbye
and in the nights over my worst heartbreak.

Yah in evening I am crying my eyes out thinking why everyone I loved should leave me In the time I need them most?

My thought processing was stop as the door opened to reveal Yash.
He was dressed in a white Kurtha and pants.

"Can we go?"
He walked towards me and hold my hand.

I just nodded my head.

I was also dressed in white today as we are visiting my mom's grave.
After nearly 30 days I am stepping out of Yash's home more felt like jail.
He made sure I don't meet anyone not even his mom or pooja. He kept me locked in his own flat rather than his family house.
One month everyday only meeting the devil and two maids.
I was cut out of human connection.
I felt like I was living in a totally different world just me, myself and yah walls of the room to talk.

However he accepted my wish of visiting mom's grave.

The climate was freezing outside.
I walked beside him and we took a white BMW.

We reached the place soon.
"You sure you can do this?"
First time in life Yash sounded genuine.

"Yah."
I said and he hold my hand. He squeezed it tight as we got down the car.

He opened the umbrella and we both silently walked inside the graveyard.

Tears were still streaming from my eyes as I walked closer and closer.
Yash pulled me into his chest and I didn't mind soaking his dress.
"I am sorry you had to go through this! Aadhira I am sorry."

"Here.."
We stopped and he handed me a bouquet of flowers.

I wiped the tears and placed the bouquet over her grave. I saw another 2 bouquets laying over there already.

I mentally prepared that I should forgive mom but standing before her grave I couldn't. I just couldn't.
I was still angry over her for leaving me in this mess.
I still couldn't accept that she is no more.
I need more time I guess.

I turned to see Karthick and Vasanthi aunty standing with an umbrella each just a few metres from us.
Karthick still couldn't meet my eyes.
"Aadhira we should leave now!"
Yash sounded frustrated.

"Aadhira how are you dear?"
Vasanthi aunty's voice cracked at the end.

I ran and instantly engulfed her in a hug.
The warmth the care the undenying love.
I missed everything.

"Ma..."
I cried.

"Ush Aadhira you got to be strong now dear. Everything will be fine dear soon I promise.."

"Aadhira we should move.."
Yash again got hold of my hand and pulled me out.

But one cold glare from the ACP he moved back few steps muttering some sweet curse words.

"Is he treating you well? Well my own son doesn't have any manners that I taught him."

She glared at Karthick.

"I hope he is not as my son Aadhira is he helping you out in hard time??"
She said feeling sorry.
I didn't answer that question.

"How is Siddu aunty? "
I asked and glared Karthick.
Yah still Siddu is in karthick's care. He still holding the little one. What is he thinking of himself?