Hey everyone! First of all thank you for all the exam wishes, they really mean a lot! And just 10 more days until all my exams will be over and I will start updating frequently again! But for now, finally updating this one after so long! Really missed writing updates for this, but then you have to do what's more important,so it took a while for this FF to be updated. But I took a break from studying since today's Sunday, so I'm here with the next update, and here it is...not proofread once again...
Chapter 22B
She smiled at him giving an
assuring look. She took his hand placing the last spoon in it. She kept his
hand in hers as she brought it to Ruhi's mouth. Ruhi looked up at her dad and
excitedly held his free hand before opening her mouth. As she ate from his
hands and finished swallowing the food, he picked her up bringing her closer to
himself and hugged her tightly. Ishita watched with a huge smile as he gave
Ruhi a tight kiss on her cheek and immediately moved away from Ruhi.
"Yuck!" he exclaimed.
"What?" she looked confused.
"I tasted baby food on her
cheek."
Ishita couldn't help, but burst
out laughing with Ruhi joining in. She held her stomach laughing as he
continued on with a disgusted face...
"It's not funny, it's gross. How
does anyone eat this stuff?!" He said as he grabbed a glass of water.
"Raman! It's can't be that bad!"
"Really eat that last little bit
and tell me." He said irritated as he tried to get rid of the taste in his
mouth.
"I'll kiss Ruhi and it will be
all fine."
She leaned over as he pulled out
his phone and angled it for a family picture. She looked at him confused when
he saw her face on the screen...
"For proof that you will make a
face when you kiss her."
She rolled her eyes and leaned
over to kiss her when suddenly he pulled Ruhi back. She looked at him shocked
when he sheepishly ruffled his hair making a small curve appear on her lips.
"You're going to feel nauseous if
you get any of that food near your mouth. Trust me."
"Oh right! Thanks for watching
out."
"That's what I'm here for."
"So it was that bad?"
"Yea, pretty bad."
"Aww poor you." She felt the urge
to pull his cheeks as he pouted in mock anger and refilled his glass of water
still disgusted by the nasty after taste of the food. He realized the jug of
water was empty and she offered to go refill it when he stopped...
"Ishita, listen...can we take a
picture together...of this?"
She walked back to the bed
sitting down next to him. She herself wanted to capture this moment with Ruhi,
but was hesitant to ask Raman to be in it not knowing if he would agree, so she
knew he was probably feeling the same now that he asked her.
"Of course and one on my phone as
well!"
He stretched out his arm and took
a picture of their small family as Ishita kept on talking to Ruhi trying to get
her to look at the camera and when she finally did Raman quickly snapped the
picture. Next he took Ishita's phone and they did the same again. After that
Ruhi started to fool around with her toys and Raman & Ishita continued to
click her pictures as the 3 just laughed and played with each other. After Ruhi
started getting tired, Ishita cleaned her up and tried to burp her as Raman
cleaned up the mess made on the bed and washed the dishes for her. As he
finished with the dishes, the doorbell rang and the maid Raman hired came an
hour late much to Raman's displeasure.
Ishita who knew about Raman's
anger when it came to issues like these considering the last incident she had
witnessed which also happened to be the only time she had seen his anger, she
came out and saved the poor maid from a lot of scolding. She had Ruhi to him
making him forget his anger as his little princess grabbed his shirt happy to
have her dad around for such a long time today. He tapped her nose gently making her giggle
as he walked away in to the room.
~~~~~
She went into the room an hour
later after properly explaining the chores to the maid and showing her around
the kitchen and areas she needed to clean. As she entered the room quietly, she
saw Raman sitting up on the bed as he held Ruhi up above him talking to her in
an animated voice. The infant was squealing loudly trying to understand how
high up she was and was busy trying to reach for her dad while he was just as
happy playing with his daughter as he flashed his biggest smile showing his
dimples. Ishita leaned against the door and just admired the sight in front of
her, she wished he could be home every day and just be like with her and Ruhi.
This had to be one of the best day recently with Ruhi and him.
After he lowered Ruhi and made
her sit on her lap, Ishita knocked on the door letting them know about her
presence. They stopped what they were doing and Ruhi looked at Ishita reaching
out to her wanting to be with her mother as well.
"She doesn't like being with me
all day."
"She wants the best of both
world, wants mommy and daddy right?" Ishita took her nuzzling her stomach.
Raman stretched as he got up and was tired of sitting at home all day since it wasn't
something he did often and wanted to head out to walk around a bit. He thought
about how Ishita must feel being at home all day and thought of doing something
about that later on, but for now he could only invite her to come with him...
"Want to go out, just walk
around. And not where we went last time. A quieter place?"
She thought for a moment about
what happened last time they went out, but then remembered whatever took place
after that so then...
"Sure, let me get a blanket for
Ruhi, looks chilly outside."
~~~~~
They walked down a couple of
blocks slowly as she took a little while to meet his speed and they didn't hurry
as they spent their time with Ruhi who was fascinated by the cars driving by
and the bicycles kids were riding. They
ended up in a small garden a few blocks from their house and walked around. After
walking around the garden showing Ruhi the colorful flowers that she tried to
reach out and pluck, Ishita was now tired and Raman was also tired from
carrying around Ruhi this whole time.
The two spotted a tree away from
the crowd and a place where they could sit for a few minutes before heading
back home. They walked over and Raman held Ishita's hand tightly as she
carefully sat down on the lush grass followed by Raman who was still holding
Ruhi as Ishita held out her hands in case he needed help getting down because
of the small child.
As they sat in quiet peace
admiring the sight in front of them, a gust of wind blew by gently breaking
their trances. Raman brought Ruhi closer to him protectively covering her from
the wind as Ishita handed him the blanket to wrap her in. As Ruhi was all
wrapped up in the warm purple blanket, he looked over to find her lost in her
own thoughts looking at the sight in front of them. He noticed she was getting
goosebumps on her arms...
"Should have brought a shawl or sweater
along with the blanket." He brought her out of her trance.
"I like this wind, it's not rough
instead calming and peaceful. And the cold weather is nice to have once in a
while. So I love this weather."
She hugged herself embracing the
chilliness and put her head down on her knees just having a moment to herself
as he watched her and the small infant that was cuddled up in the blanket in
his arms with a content and peaceful feeling on the inside. He was quiet and
laid back against the tree feeling the wind rush by them and listened to the
ruffling of the leaves on the tree as he thought how much things have changed.
Until a few weeks back, his life
was a complete mess. He didn't know what to do, he spent his time working
without feelings and only ever changed his facial expressions and smiled when
Ruhi was around. And then she came into their lives. Her mere presence had
brought such a change to his life. The day she had first met him and she
rejected, he was moved by someone after so long. Then when she came to his
office, it was the first time he felt concerned for someone after his daughter.
And then whenever he saw her with Ruhi, it gave him a sense of peace and
happiness. And then now she cared for his needs and did all this for him today
made his heart jump a little in excitement...it was as if she had started to
bring back the real Raman he was back to life.
He looked over at her just
resting her head with her eyes closed. He really owed a lot to this woman. He
knew she would be there for him and their daughter when he needed her. She was
one of those people who truly care for others from deep inside their hearts.
This was a woman he would love spending his life with. Her simplicity, her
kindness, her attitude and just her was all that he needed to bring stability
and happiness in his life. He would never let her go...
As he watched her quietly, a
small petal of a blossom from the tree they were sitting under fell down and
landed in her hair. Without thinking, he reached over and gently took out the
flower petal trying hard not to pull her hair. She happened to feel something
on her head and opened her eyes to find him right next to her and as he backed
off since the petal was now in his hands, she just looked at him surprised
wondering what he was just doing.
"The petal fell in your hair."
"Oh..."
"I'm-"
"Don't say it Raman!" she giggled
at little pointing her finger at him. He chuckled, but then didn't feel it was
right to do what he did. She didn't know what he was doing and he shouldn't
have touched her without her knowing.
"Alright, but I shouldn't have
done that. I don't why I did."
"You just touched my hair, its
fine."
"You don't mind me doing that?"
"Come on Raman, it's not like you
tried to cut off my beautiful hair.
"I wouldn't ever do that! Your
hair is really pretty."
"You think so?"
"Yea, it's really nice. But that
doesn't change the fact I shouldn't be touching it."
"I've dealt with much worse
things than someone touching my hair."
"Like..."
"Like real problems."
"What are real problems to you?" he
asked a bit curiously.
"Example, getting left by your
fiance with his child growing in you. That's what I call a real problem." She
said in an impulse and then regretted bringing this up on a day that was meant
for him to enjoy, not listen to her life problems.
"And you dealt with that well..."
he said.
"I guess so." She said quietly.
He looked at her as she looked
away and couldn't help himself today...
"Umm... can I ask you something?"
"Ask away unless you want ask me
about him because that's one thing I won't do."
"No it's not about him, it's
about you. I just want to ask you this for a while now...why...I mean we have so
many options nowadays, then why did you keep this baby..., why...why not an...
abortion?" he asked hesitantly worried about offending her, but still asked
because he wondered why she is choosing to keep a child who will stay with her
as a constant reminder of the man she is trying to forget.
She other the hand was surprised
at his question. She tried not to be offended and think what the reason behind
him saying this. She didn't know what to interpret out of his words and just
said whatever came to her mind hearing him...
"Are you trying to say I should
have aborted my baby?!"
"No! Not at all! I would never
suggest that. I just wanted to know that
many women do this when they have children accidently, so I just wanted to know
why you chose to keep yours despite being left alone by that moth-...him I mean.
I know a lot of women who would do that and continue living their lives."
"Oh that's what you meant...well I
don't know. I thought about many things when he left, it seemed unbelievable at
first. It took me a few days to understand that he had left, that he had not
only left me but his own child as well...I mean like I knew he was gone, but I
would have like moments of realization that he is gone, that I will never see
him again. I mean...I can't explain it."
"I understand. You know there are
gone subconsciously, but at times you just realize that it's over. That the
person is gone forever and you can't do anything about it. Just have to deal
with life and what it throws at you. "
"Raman..." she held his shoulder
gently.
"Yea, you were saying something
before. Go on." He faintly smiled as she continued still worried about him.
"Right... well, then I knew I had
to make a choice; keep this baby or abortion. I just couldn't choose the second
option. It would hurt too much. I couldn't handle losing another person close
to me. This baby is part of me, it is me...I couldn't let go of a child that is
living in me, that breathes with me, that depends on me to support its life.
How could I go and kill it...I was sure I would keep this baby. But then Mihika
asked him to think rationally and I did. But I still had the same decision. I
knew people will judge, but my parents wouldn't and I knew my sister had my
back if everyone else left. And then I could easily find a job with the
education I had considering you gave me a job without even finishing the
interview. I could support myself and my child, and I know I was keeping it."
"But Ishita, don't you find it
hard to forget him when his child is inside you?"
"Raman, weren't you the one who
said this is our baby?"
"I did and for sure this baby is
no longer his, it's mine. But I meant before I came...didn't it cross your mind
how it would be like to live with a reminder of him?"
"It did. And you know what? I was
mad and very upset. Whenever this came into my head I would get angry and take
my anger on anyone near. I couldn't understand why he kept on crossing my mind.
I didn't like him having any connection my child. And then slowly I realized if
he didn't want to give this child his love, name, and presence, I wouldn't let
him be related to my baby either. This is only my child, I am the one who
decided to keep it, to give birth to it, and to raise it with you, so now only
the two of us have a right on this child. Not anyone else. So this baby isn't a
reminder of him, it just my baby...and yours as well. I don't think of anyone
else when I put my hand on my stomach and feel our child...I honestly don't."
She looked up at him for the
first time during their conversation and he looked at her with a serious look
that reflected a sense of pride almost along with an unusual gratefulness she
had just seen.
"And this is the reason I'm proud
to have a wife like you. You amaze me each time because not everyone has the
courage to be positive and forget people they once loved. You do such difficult
things so easily."
"It's not courage. It's how you
think. Once you're determined to forget someone and remove them from your life,
it will all work out eventually."
"That's the problem though.
Sometimes you don't know what you want so there is no determination."
He looked down at the ground and
played with the grass as he looked up and away from her. She shifted to sit in
front of him to see his watery eyes.
"Raman... are you crying?" she
looked at him with helpless face.
"No. I was just thinking about
something." He looked up holding back his tears and brushing everything off.
"About her right?"
He knew there was no point in
trying to hide his tears from her, so he nodded and looked back down at the
ground. She held his hand tightly...
"You can talk if you would like.
I don't mind." She hoped he would tell someone all that he held in. She was
willingly to listen about his first wife if it made him alright. He looked up
and she assured him she was okay listening to him talk...
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Chapter 23A- Page 129
Edited by smilesforever98 - 8 years ago
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