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Chapter 18

*Aahil Pov*

I stepped outside the car seeing the familiar car parking in the vacant space near to mine and walked near to the driver seat door to open it.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, frowning at me, but got outside and locked the door.

"I know that you have check-up today." I replied, smiling seeing her after two weeks.

"You didn't remember the previous one." she mumbled before walking away from the parking lot.

"I actually remembered." I mumbled, walking beside her placing my hand on her back to which she stilled.

"Let me guess, you were so angry that you didn't want to even come to it. I can understand that, but why are you here? What is the need to?" she asked, but still continued to walk inside after pushing my hand away.

"How are you?" I asked her while waiting for her number.

"Look, I really don't need you here, and you need not to be here for anything. I am tired, and it would be good if you leave." She simply said before looking away.

"I have been calling you." I mumbled leaning back in the chair.

"Which you need not to do at all, but I don't know why you are doing it." she commented shaking her head.

"I shouldn't have said those things to you." I mumbled, not minding her words.

"And I have already let go of those things you said." she retorted.

"Then why are you not coming back home? And why are you not lifting your phone?" I asked, glancing around to see that not many patients are here.

"Why should I? What relation do we have except for marriage, which will end soon in a few months?" she asked staring directly at me.

"I don't know! But I want you to be there." I replied, to which she actually snorted, making me look at her in shock.

"What? I should throw my arms at you for such confession? I don't think so, Aahil. I too started having trust issues, and they show that I can never trust you to have trust in me again." she said and stood up hearing her number being called.

"Looks like you are taking care of yourself." Doctor commented after seeing the results.

"Yeah! I am not taking any stress and just thinking about my baby." Nipuna commented back.

"It is a good thing because the danger seems to be passing away, but still you need to be more careful." She warned.

"I understand! I got my lesson last time." Nipuna said, to which Doctor smiled and we both walked outside the building.

"What is she talking about?" I asked her frowning.

"As per her, I seem to be in a lot of stress the last time and the baby's life was in danger, but now it seems to be gone." she replied, continuing to walk near to her car.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, holding her elbow to stop her, but she jerked it off.

"Why should I? And why do you even care? It's not like this is your baby." she replied and frowned at her.

"What?" I asked, stopping her again and this time she did.

"Like you said I didn't know who was the father at all, but now I know. So, I am telling you that you can forget about me because it is not your responsibility anymore." she replied with a tight smile, and I flinched.

"I am so sorry. Why don't we talk and let me explain again that I didn't mean any of it?" I asked her.

"Sure! Come to my home." She said, unlocking the door.

"I... don't step into that house." I mumbled frowning at her.

"I know!" she said before sliding inside.

"You are coming to tomorrow meeting with the organization right?" I asked her thinking, we can talk there.

"I am taking my maternity leave. I am going to stay only at my home and will not go anywhere else." She replied staring at me.

"Which just means there is no chance for you to meet me at all, and you do not want to." I stated staring back at her.

"You are intelligent." she commented before gesturing at me to move back to close the door.

"You know what? I give up apologizing to you. I have been saying everything I can to show you that I do not mean them, but you are not even ready to listen. What else should I do?" I asked her fisting my hands, but pushed the anger aside.

"I didn't ask you to do anything and there is no need to when you got everything you want. I even made your life easy moving out soon than the right time. Enjoy your life, Aahil." she said closing the door and reversed from the spot before driving away.

Maybe she is right! Maybe I do not have to do anything at all. With that thought I got inside the car and drove away to my home.

*Nipuna Pov*

I pulled myself until I reached my house and then let a tear release from the eyes. Why does he have to be like he cares for me? Can't he just stay away, making it possible for me to get over him?

These two weeks I didn't check the mobile and thought he left me alone. Now, he is even there for the check-up. How can I move on when he is taking away my anger with his care? But I need to be strong knowing he is just feeling guilty for uttering those words.

I shook my head and got down from the car thinking I should just concentrate on getting over him and not get some fantasy thoughts of him liking me back or worse, loving me.

I walked inside the house to see my dad in a heated argument with a few of his party members, and they stopped seeing me while I was busy in brushing my tears away not expecting any of them present at the house at this time.

They all are suddenly frowning at me, and then I remembered that I am still brushing my tears away. I rushed to the stairs or that's what I thought because each step turned into a path across a gum floor.

Still, I tried my best and reached my room, taking every step carefully and didn't meet myself with any type of accident. However, when I saw my feet, I just wish someone massages them for me with all the swelling of them.

I leaned back and closed my eyes, hoping to be able to escape from each of these people and live peacefully away from anger, hurt and disappointment.

Why did he need to be there at the hospital? I thought and immediately cursed myself for sounding like a broken record repeating the same things.

He was just guilty, and that's all. He doesn't care about me and the baby. He... will never love me at all. Now, I can peacefully concentrate on getting over him with these statements in my head.

"Do you have a minute?" I heard a knock on the door and my dad's voice.

Yes!" I replied, opening my eyes and glanced at the door.

He walked inside with a tight smile and sat on the chair near my bed. He glanced around the room and then at me. Suddenly, I hoped that he is feeling bad after seeing my tears, and he can be because I never cried before him.

"He hurt you, didn't he?" he slowly asked, and my hope increased.

"Yes!" I replied, nodding slowly.

"Maybe you can teach him a lesson." He offered, and I frowned at him not understanding his words.

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"You can tell the public how badly he treats you, and they will know what kind of person he is. They will never choose him to be their leader." He replied, and I stilled.

"Is he fighting against you?" I asked, looking at him directly.

"Yes! People are thinking that as he is young, he will do something good for them. But they don't know that experience helps them more. You will help them to show the truth about that person." he said so confidently that I blinked a little before grasping his words.

"They have a right to know what type of person they are voting for." I said nodding at him.

"So, will you do it?" He asked hopefully.

"How exactly will I do it?" I asked him back.

"We will arrange a public meeting in the near grounds, and you will give your speech." He replied still smiling tightly.

"Will they listen to me?" I asked him raising my eyebrow.

"The meeting will be set after a week, and then we will make arrangement and release about your speech in it the two days before the meeting. I am sure they will come to it." He replied getting up.

"You really want to do it, right?" he asked frowning.

"Sure! I don't want to do anything else other than that. I am more than looking forward to it." I replied, to which he nodded and walked away closing the door behind him.

In the next second, I curled myself and gave into sobs pressing the pillow to my face. I hate them! I hate all of them. I thought and cried my heart out, but didn't remove the pillow from my face.

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