Chapter 46

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46| Nawal

One week. The days seemed to pass as slow as ever when it came to being away from Ahad and passed as quick as they could when I had to accept his apology and finally move on and go back to him. Eating was tough, not only because of my constant worry but because of my morning sickness too, that didn't seem to be limited to mornings only as I often threw up later in the day as well. Mama told me it was because I was worrying too much and that if my heart and mind weren't at peace here then I should go to where I would be at ease. In other words, I should go back to my husband, where my heart belonged.

"Mama, I'm not eating this." I pushed away the tray of food she had brought up to my room. I didn't mean to be ungrateful but just the sight of food made me sick.

"Nawal, you must eat. Think about the other life your carrying too. Don't be selfish and eat for your baby, unless you don't care about your baby either." She narrowed her eyes at me though her voice remained soft. I opened my mouth as she brought a spoon to my mouth and ate it. If not for myself, then I must eat it for my baby, he/she didn't deserve this. It was amusing how I instantly softened just at the thought of my baby.

"I know for a fact that the father of the baby would be dying to be with you again." She smiled as she continued to feed me. Her feeding me seemed to be the only way I would consume any food at all.

"Tarapne de unko thori aur dair. Kisne kahan tha yeh sab karne ko?" I shrugged and drank some water from the glass she had brought along with the food.

*Let him suffer a little longer. Who asked him to do all this?

"Beta Ji, aapko lagta hai ke mujhe nahi pata ke aapko kitni yaad aati hai Ahad ki? If you take my advice, you should go back home. It has been long enough so why must two people suffer when you can easily solve everything?" Mothers.

*Dear, do you think I don't know how you miss Ahad? If you take my advice, you should go back home. It has been long enough so why must two people suffer when you can easily solve everything?

Once I was done eating, I put the tray aside and put my head in my mother's lap. Her lap is my first safe place and it will always be.

"You think I should go? I don't know how I should react when I see him." I nibbled at my lip as I looked up at my mother.

"You should react however you want to. Don't pretend anything and remember to communicate with him. I'm not saying what he did was right but listen to him too, okay? That's how problems are solved: by conversation. Silence doesn't solve anything. I hummed thoughtfully but every time I thought of him, I could only imagine him as the father of my child, causing my imaginations to run wild. Instinctively, my hand went to my stomach as I gently rubbed it, a smile taking over my face.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Mama asked but I looked at her confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Being a mother. Though, you aren't a mother yet, but just the idea of it feels surreal right? It's weird for me too. It's like it was yesterday when I brought you home from the hospital, how are you going to be a mother yourself?" She leaned down and placed a small kiss on my head.

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