THE LOVE (short story) 4

" Mom, is dad home?" Farabi asked. " He is not going to be back until 8. Do you need anything?" Asked Hashi. " Nope, just let me know half hour before dad comes home." Saying that, farabi walked into the house with May. Astonished, Hashi ran behind her son, "why did you bring her here?". Slammed bedroom door was the reply she got from her son!

Hashi Begum is not as happy as she used to be. May be it's because of the guilt she feels every day. The guilt of not raising her son properly or the sorrow of not being respected by her own son. What was her mistake in all these, she wonders. She raised her kid the way she was taught all her life, the way she was raised by her own parents. She is probably the most pitiful mother alive who sees her own son bringing his girlfriend in his bedroom. Not only she has to see all these, she has to make sure that her husband doesn't know anything about it... With a long sigh, she took the last sip of her tea.

May's sleep broke with a weird sensation in her tummy. It feels like the fluttering of the butterfly. She noticed this feeling for the past whole week, not to mention the unusual tiredness. Keeping her eyes close, she tried to look for her phone to check the messages. Yes! She got the message that she longed for. Her every morning starts with a message from Farabi. He is  deeply in love with her, at least that's what May likes to think. Putting all her thoughts aside, May got up from the bed. Today she has a doctor's appointment. The bags under eyes and dark circles worried Jamila, hence the appointment. After light breakfast, May started getting ready.

" When was the last time you had your period?" , Pediatrician asked in a worried voice. "About 3 months ago."replied May. " I am wondering, why the missed cycles didn't pose any concern in your mind. Anyway, do a quick urine test and wait outside. The nurse will help you."pediatrician left the room.

Jamila is staring at her husband with disbelief. She still can't believe that her husband just slapped her. " This is all your fault. Because of your plan, Syed got the opportunity to talk to me this way. The mistakes are all mine. The first mistake was to marry you, the second mistake was to let you push my daughters into prostitution. I failed as a husband and I failed as a father. I am worst example as a head of the family. I couldn't keep my family straight." saying this, Shuruq started crying.

Tear rolled down May's cheeks. Right now, she feels like she is the worst person living. 
Because of me,my dad is crying. Was it really worthy sacrificing everything for a few minutes fun. Is there really any difference between me and a prostitute? Prostitutes sleep with men for money, what did I sleep for? He is not my husband. Lover, I am not even sure if he loves me or not. I was probably just a flesh for him to enjoy and move on. At least that's what looks like from his reply. Abortion!! Am I really just a flesh?.........How could I lower myself so much!!! 

"You only have two options. Either you make your son marry May or pay the child support for the rest of your life. Good luck! I want to see how you marry your son to a better girl with this record." said Jamila to Syed. After a brief pause, Syed replied, "Alright, Farabi will marry May and she will be staying with us but this marriage will not be documented. While she will be staying in my house, she will have to live the way I like. Just like the rest of the family members." " I don't have any problem with that I dont think May will have either." smiled Jamila with contentment.

To be continued......



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