Lets do this.✨
P.o.v. of Riyan
'I can handle it Dad.', I spoke.
''If you say so.',Dad said suspiciously.
I watched him shrug from my peripheral vision and walked out of the room , with my practiced calmness.
The heat was intense today. The helmet I wore seemed to be leaking today.
With my sweat.However I continued my journey.
This was important business. I shouldn't neglect it or that's what I had been telling myself.Dad could have handled this better.
No.
I had to do this because I felt responsible for Risa.I stopped my bike in front of the orphanage.
At the front desk, Mrs Mary sat ,in her colourful clothes as ever.
I greeted her.'So you are here.',She said.
I nodded.
'How long will it take?',I asked.
'Well the adoption process is pretty lengthy and complicated but I would try my best and put a good word forward. Afterall I know you'll so well.
Did you bring all the necessary papers?', she asked.I handed her the documents.
'Okay I will keep in touch. The girl can be in your custody. I have talked to your Dad. He have been granted necessary permission since the girl is very comfortable with you'll.',she spoke adjusting her bifocals and checking the documents simultaneously.
'Thank you.',I said.
'So I heard one of our guests helped you in the rescue.',She said still busy with the papers.
'Yes.'
'Sarah right? That's one good girl I have seen. Always up for the good work. Last batch we had here were a horrible lot ,I tell you. All they cared was for french manicures and good internet connection... but these students. They are so hardworking. That's why today they have a day off. '
Day off hmm?
'So that's where the noise is coming from?'
'Yes the students are playing with our kids. ',She said finally stacking all the papers together and filing them away.
I peeked through the door and could see the big girls playing with the little orphanage kids.
'You can go ahead and have a look.',the receptionist told me.
I went inside the corridor that connected the main hall, quietly not to draw any attention towards myself, peeking through the concealment of the half open door.
I looked around the hall and saw her.
She looked so peaceful.
Whilst all were playing , I saw Sarah covered in a scarf ,her head bowed in harmony.
She was praying.
She sat down and opened her palms for dua.
Her eyes closed in serenity , I saw her pink lips move in a silent prayer.
Her lashes made the perfect arc and her nose had a straight bridge.Her skin free from blemishes looked so pearl like and I could swear that If I moved a little ahead to peek closely ,I could have noticed all the red capillaries on her cheeks.
A prayer left my lips too in that moment.
May God grant her wishes.Perhaps she sensed me watching her and suddenly her eyes flew open.
When she saw me standing there, her lips parted a little in a giggle and she rushed towards me.
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Lost And Found
Teen FictionSarah Fateh, a student on a field project to a a remote town on the borders of Goa, comes face to face with a cold and uncaring Riyan Khan. However sarah has to face many more challenges than an average project can ask for. Will she be able to st...