I want to be yours (✔)

48. Helpless

Aarzoo's pov:

I am not happy with my life. I can't live on like this but whenever I see Yahya I know that I am doomed. No matter how much I desire freedom and going back to my love, I can't get him in trouble. He suffered so much in such age but still he tries to stay happy. I wish it would have that easy for me. Since I got the news Arham's marriage I am so restless. I can tolerate being away from him but someone else taking my place in his life is something I just can't let that happen. I don't know what to do.

Just then Yahya came to me and said,"Mumma..I am ready to go to park. "

Then he came running to me and said,"Mumma..you are crying.." He tried to wipe my tears. I hugged him and let my tears fall silently.

I said,"No baby..mumma is fine. Something fell in mumma's eyes. I will be wash my face and come then we will go to park, okay?"

He nodded.

I quickly cleaned up my face and then I took Yahya to park. He loves going to park. We had fun for a while but it became dark so we came back home if we call it that. He looked so happy.

We had dinner and I made Yahya sleep. I was on brink of falling asleep when I heard our front door open.

Only one person has keys to the house that is Ihsaan but today is not weekend. Why is he here?

I quickly stood up and went to the living rook before he comes inside bedroom. I don't want Yahya's sleep to be disturbed. I locked the door. I know it's not of much help when he has eyes but still I tried from my side.

He looked drunk..last time when he came drunk here he tried to force himself on me and I had no choice but to knock him up. He was so angry next day that he burnt my hand with which I hit him. Whenever comes he tortures emotionally or physically. I don't know what he wants today.

He said,"You know I am so sad today and I don't want to be alone. I don't why but my heart brought me here."

I don't know what should I say.

He said,"Aren't you going to ask me why I am sad?"

When I didn't reply he was near me in seconds and pinned me to the wall.

He said,"I asked you something. I hate it when people don't answer to my questions."

I said,"W-Why are y-you s-sad?"

He moved away and I sighed in relief but it was for few seconds as next he got hold of my hand and took me to the sofa. He made me sit on it then laid his head on my lap making me uncomfortable.

He said,"Today is my dad's death Anniversary. "

I don't know what should I say. He is so unpredictable that I can't say what will make him unhappy.

He said gritting his teeth,"Aren't you going to ask me how he died?"

I said,"H-How he d-died?"

He said,"He was killed."

He abruptly stood up and got hold of my jaw.

He said,"Do you know who killed him?"

I shook my head in No.

He said,"Your parents because of your parents I didn't have my father while I was growing up."

My parents?? No..no they would never kill anyone.

He said,"You don't believe me?"

I said,"My parents..why would they?"

He said,"I don't care why..they have no right to take someone's life. They must have got away from law but I will not leave him. I will not let any of their children stay happy. How I grew up my whole life without love. Their children will die carving for love. I will not let them live in peace. No never not until I am alive. "