Till The End

Chapter 87 - Times (II)

Jim's POV :

Before meeting Alen I visit the ward where David is kept. Indeed I am grateful to him now. As I enter he tries to get up but I rush near to stop him. "No no. You just keep lying", I hold his shoulder.

"How is Eila?" He asks

"She is fine. Thanks for what you did for us".

"Jim". I just look at him. "I know I don't deserve forgiveness but still I wanna ask for it."

I stay silent for a while before I say, "Now I have no grudge against you. It's true you snatched the most important person of my life back then but today, you saved another most important person of my life."
I forgave him a long time back when he decided to help Eila.

"We never know when our past gets entangled with our present". I just look at him as he says. "Inspite of everything you are with her. Eila is so lucky to have you".

"No. I am the one who is lucky." I actually am. Just now I refused to do what she said. I love to irritate her like this yet I know she'll act of being angry with me still she can't continue too long. And every single thing about her is special.

"When will I get discharged?" David asks.

"I'll go and talk to Alen regaro all these. You rest here". I leave his ward and head towards Alen's cabin.

Eila's POV :

I see auntie entering my ward, "Hey baby. How are you feeling now?"

"Better", I smile. "Others went back home?"

"Yeah. Nurse asked to not make a crowd here".

"I think you should also go now and take some rest", I suggest.

"No. How can I leave you alone!" Auntie refuses.

"I am to look at her. You should go and take rest now. You must be tired", Jim enters the ward and says to auntie.

"He is right", I join.

"Okay. Take care you both", auntie get up from her chair and presses a soft kiss on my temple after which she leaves.

I look at Jim with a angry face and then turn my face away.

"What happened?" He asks.

"Why shout I tell you?" I act.

"Then whom would you tell", he sits on the chair beside my bed.

"I don't know. I hate you".

"Really?"

"Yessss", I sound serious though both of us know that I can't hate him even if I want.

"Silly! Now have this food". He opens the packets lifts the back of.mu bed helping me sit up a bit. Pulling the tray in front he served the soup and juice. Thought I am really hungry but I don't give up.

"I don't wanna have anything from you".

"Shut up and eat". Huh? He is scolding me again. I will not talk to him now. I focus on eating and after I am done I just go silent and doesn't look at him for once. He clears the place and then sits beside me again.

"Heyy". I just look at him without saying anything.
"What's wrong?" His face turns serious.

"Nothing", I just reply in a minimal tone. I hate myself for not being able to stay angry for long.
He doesn't say thing and all of a sudden get up and comes closer to me which leaves me shocked. As his face is near mine I slowly close my eyes and he presses a soft yet convincing kiss on my lips which leaves me blushing.

"Now happy?" He chuckles.

"Maybe", I act. "By the way, when will I go home? I don't wanna stay here anymore."

"After 1 or 2 months. Depends on your recovery. Alen said now you have to be extra careful. The risk of infection is high".

"What? So many days?" I'll get sick again if I stay in the hospital for so long. Then I remember to ask about Favid.

"How is he?"

"Who?"

"David".

"I just met him. He is good now", Jim informs.

"When will he be discharged?" I ask.

"With 3-4 weeks."

"Ohh".

A month later :

David will be discharged today. I actually met with him a couple of time in this 1 month. I don't know if I am able to forgive him for all he did or not. I am forever grateful to.him for saving my life.

What surprises me the most is, the man who once feared none, did everything as per his wish and hurt so many people is now the most helpless one, begging forgiveness. Time indeed does the justice to all.

He will be leaving for Boston today. Jim already booked his flight which is in the evening. Though we insisted him to stay for a bit longer but he didn't agree. He is indeed a changed man now and sometimes I feel really bad to see him like this. After all I can't deny that he is my dad. A part of my heart still prays for him. But I guess it will be better for all of us if we stay afar.

I walk along with Jim to David's ward where he is packing his bag. As I enter he immediately asked me to sit down. This is the fatherly concern I missed all through my childhood and now when I am receiving this, the time is not for us. My tears are reserved at a corner of my eyes which are in a dilemma of wether to fall on not.

"Dona with the packing?" Jim asks.

"Yeah. It's done", he hangs his bag over his shoulder after which Jim hands him the tickets. "I'll take your leave now".

"Dad". I finally manage to say. I wonder after how long I called him as my dad. His teary eyes are just focused on me. I get up and go near to give him one last hug. He tests on his hand on my back and the other on her head.

"Thanks for calling me your dad. I hope you aren't angry with me anymore."

I release and get back my posture. "Go safely and take care of yourself." This is all I say. All I can see is a void smile of an old man on his face.

"I'll drop him to the airport", Jim states to which I nod.

(And now get ready for the last chapter.)