Healing❤️😢

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Bela's POV:

Finally now he knows it!!!

I knew it he didn't have the slightest of idea...

But then why should he???

Didn't he abandon the child 😢 and me 😢

I didn't want him to be around Muskaan's grave...

Her departure was only belonging to me...no one else...her love, her death and that pain..

Only I have rights on it...

But the way he was crying at the grave I couldn't stop him...

I knew it Mahir...one day you would come and accept your fault...one day you would shed tears for her.  One day you would accept her as your blood...

Your child 😢

But... Never did I ever wanted it to be in her grave 😢

Never...

No mother wants that...

But that's our fate...😢

Next day morning...I saw him again at the grave...

While he was still crying on the grave I left from there...

While Nandini Bhabhi followed me..

'Bela wait... listen'

'Listen to what bhabhi... There's nothing left to listen... Mr Mahir Sehgal got everything today..

His present daughter..

His expired daughter...

But yes...he lost his wife forever!

Last night was the last time I tolerated that filth on my character...

I'm not going to tolerate that again...'

I said while packing bags...

To which bhabhi held my hands and stopped...

'Bela... He was also tricked like you .. he also received a printed letter' she said and the pile of clothes fell from my hands...

'He also means!???' I asked with misty eyes...

'The letter was sent to both of you by a third person whom I really think is Vikrant.' she said and I collapsed on the bed...

'Yes Bela... The letter was not sent to you by Mahir... infact..he was never in any relationship or flings with Brinda!

He infact wanted to apologise to you...he came searching for you...but he received a letter like you...like the letter you received said he loves Brinda..yours which he received said you love Aadi!!!' she said and I kept hand on my chest...

'Whhhhatttt!' I said...

'Yes Bela... Someone very smartly misused your situation... and seperated you both... But looks like Brinda tried to bring you both together..but when you both didn't agree...she bound you both into her child's custody.

Knowing the attachment Mahir had with the baby and your bond for your sister who's child's name is also Muskaan..  she tricked you both!

And how glad we are she did it!'

Hearing all this...I was quiet...I absorbed everything...

Then said...

'But... That doesn't give any fucking got damn rights to Mr Mahir Sehgal to character assassinate me Bhabhi 😢' i said breaking down like a child...

'He...he... called me a whore...he termed me a bitch...he blamed that I slept with my own brother... brother in law...that Vikrant.😢

Till yesterday he kept terming me as a woman who can be with multiple men 😢

He...

He told...

One man isn't enough for to satisfy me 😢

How ..

How can I forget all this bhabhi and who the hell gave him the rights to judge me everytime...

Every single time?

Just because I'm a woman 😢'

While I heard a voice from behind that said...

'No... because Mahir Sehgal is a man whore!' he said

And I turned around...

He was standing at the door folding his hands on his chest...

'Yes Bela... I kept terming you shit all these years because of my insecurities...my third grade mentality....

It's my posessiveness...my ego or you can say my typical male chauvinist attitude that made me think of you as a posession rather than wife or as the woman I must have loved and respected!

I don't deserved to be forgiven Bela!!!

I definitely don't!

I insist you punish me ..

Punish me hard 😢

Such that never ever in my life again I point a finger at any women's character. .

Huhh.... Every year I am called to give the businesswoman of the year award...

And I preach to the world on how women must be treated but see..

See where my own family life ended...

I not just hurt or attacked you...

I became the reason for a lifetime misery...

An irreplaceable loss!!!

Don't forgive me Bela...

Hat...Hate me...

Hate me 😢' he said and I stood rooted to the ground....

Mahir's POV:

Hate me forever 😢 saying I turned around...

I am a bloody murderer... I killed our child indirectly'

Next minute I felt a tight hug on my back...

I froze...

I could hear her cry like a baby...

Nandini Bhabhi left us alone and went out...

She was crying non-stop wetting my kurta...

While tears flowed from my eyes too...

😢😢😢😢

She turned me around and cried non stop...

She was going on crying...

It's like she cried it out of all 4 years in my chest today...

I also couldn't help but cry with her....

Today in true senses we mourned our daughter's death. 

There were no words... only non stop tears that flowed from our eyes...

We cried our souls into each other today 😢

We cried for an hour in each other's arms only to stop while we heard Musky join us in...

She probably got scared of our crying sound...

Bela immediately pulled her into her saree and made her lie on her chest...

I looked elsewhere...

Wiped my tears..
While I was about to leave the room she said...

'Mahir...can you get her some milk..there is no donors milk here...so.. she...'

'Ya..' I said and got her some milk

Bela was feeding her but I didn't have the guts to look into Bela's eyes now..

I'm ashamed...

Maybe for this entire lifetime I'll be...

But I can't look into her eyes now 😢

'Bela...can I request you something?' I asked...

She nodded.. .

'Can we have Muskaan's barsi (death anniversary) in Sehgal Mansion please'

I didn't hear any response from her...

'No force Bela...just suggested because she's the first grandchild of Sehgal family... when she was alive her father betrayed her... atleast after her death she must get a decent prayer meet with all the blessings from her family and loved ones... Please Bela🥺' my eyes became glassy...

But I didn't hear a response from her...

I knew it's tough for her...

Blue Berry Hills itself was tough for her...

But Sehgal Mansion that was the place we lived almost 9 months of our marriage...

So many memories...

Although I didn't remember...but she knows we even consummated our marriage there🥺

It was extremely difficult for her and I wouldn't force...

I was about to leave the room...

While she said...

'Organize everything by 10am.. I will ask the priest to reach Sehgal Mansion by 10am' she said

I had no boundaries to my happiness...

I was thankful that if not my daughter..her memories will enter the rightful house she belonged to...

Her soul will be blessed at her ancestral house today...

Where her father was born.. where her mother came married first time... Where she was made...

And where her father could never keep her to himself 😢🥺

But she was coming home...

My daughter with her mother was coming home 🥺

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