𝙈𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙐𝙇𝙃𝘼𝙉

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑪𝑲

tho he dosn't look in a position to be restrained, that crazy man was still trying to stand up struggling with his hands and feet, i swear if i didn't stop ali he would've actually been killed 

my eye's were busy triling over adil who was still holding his father and crying his eyes out, looking at my expression ali went over to adil and pulled him apart from his father making him stand up blood sheded in his clothes, ali grabbed his hand gently, making sure he's not scared and waited till his mind was a little bit distracted from his fathers figure and his eyes were finally looking into alis 

adil was trembling even tho his breath was steady 

"do you know why your father got blood on his body"  ali asked as his sharp eye's didn't left adils teary face still sobbing will paleness as he reamined silent with his trembling feet close to collide to the ground 

looking at his condition ali stopped for a second sinking a quick breath in and releasing it slowly closing his eyes "tell me...what did he do to that girl" he asked straight forward 

does he not care that hes asking it to a child???

he reamined silent...defending his fingers which are seized in alis hand and narrowing his shoulders, seemed uncomfortable 

"...do you think that's the right way to treat women?" 

hearing his words adil totally got lost in his thoughts still trying to control his trembling pace as his eye's looked at ali in confusion 

"...the right way to treat...your mother?" ali asked, his voice was calm, low and steady explaning he's no danger to him 

hearing his mothers name, he finally lowered his gurad towards ali and relaxed but still remaied quiet, clearly he had no answers for his questiones......he was just a confused child looking for answers 

"hmm? do you want your mother to be treated that way?" he asked now grabbing his both hands totally getting his attention away from his so called father 

lowering his eyelashes and shaked his head indicating a no. 

"so your father treated someone that way......do you think he's a good guy?" ali stated sliding his one hand behind his back, pulling him a little closer 

once again he shaked his head indicating a no. 

"are you gonna be like him?" he asked again messaging his fingers over his hands and immediatly recived an answer 

"no!" adil spoke his eyes wide open like he would be anyone but his father 

"good boy" ali spoke giving him a smile then picking him in his arms as i stood there speechless....matter of fact i was still in the dept of guilt, it was really his damn sisters wedding and i did nothing but to mess up one of his special days 

"love?" ali called me grabbing my arm, as i shook in response.....he smiled seeing my reaction...he knew i was deep in thoughts 

"i will be going home and on the way i will buy some clothes for him too" 

i remained silent. 

"i am sorry but can you just handle the arrangements until i am back?" he said with a gorgeous smile, i am sure i could faint but now is not the time 

"what are you sorry for?" i asked concerned, cause as far as i know i am probably the cause of this whole situation 

"why shoudn't i be sorry when my wife isn't suppose to handle my responsibilities" he came way too near my face evidently to tease me and crossed it over my ear to wisper