34~ The Bonding
Pacing around my room in nervousness, I checked my phone for the millionth of time again. Today, I am going to meet Amayra! I am excited as well as worried about the meeting.
Amayra and Adhyay share a deep bond and I don't know if I will be able to fit in their beautiful bond. I don't want Amayra to hate me or scurry away from me. For some reason, I feel tense for the first time meeting someone.
Adhyay had told me that Amayra was suffering from high fever but that was two days back. She had recovered well and was back to the orphanage. Just hearing about her from Adhyay made me feel sad. That poor girl does not deserve this and Adhyay giving her a father's love makes me proud.
"Will you stop doing this?", Adrija shrieked, grabbing my attention. I looked at my best friend who was busy munching a chocolate that she had bought for me.
"Adrija I am so worried. What if Amayra hates me? What will I do then?". I cried and sat on the bed.
"Now I know why you both make a nice couple. Just keep on overthinking and trying to know what the other one feels! Thank God I and Yash aren't like that", she exclaimed, making me throw a glare at her.
"I know how you forced him into marriage", I retorted and rolled my eyes. Well, Adrija is such a wild cat that she tricked him to marry her. Unfortunately, I wasn't there to witness the dramatic scene but Adrija had herself proudly narrated the story to me.
"Well he is an idiot so I had to do it", she said as if it was the best thing she ever did. I still don't understand where she gets the guts to do such things.
This woman literally scared her poor husband to an extent that he still shivers thinking about that incident.
"You should be thankful that my brother is not like Yash", Adrija boasted as if it was her who made Adhyay a gentleman. She acts as if she is the elder among the two.
"Adrija, don't you get tired of boasting about yourself?", I sarcastically asked.
She chuckled and flipping her hair replied, "Nah I am so great that everyone should compliment me".
I rolled my eyes with annoyance and opened my phone to pass some time but to no use. My brain continuously reminded me of my fucked up situation and everything.
Adhyay deserves someone better than me but he says that he is not good for me. But who would tell him that he is the man every woman craves for while I am the woman who no man would marry. Adhyay does so much for me but I do nothing, just hurt his feelings.
I don't understand why he is so good! He is the best and I feel like I don't deserve him and his love. He thinks so much about me, was ready to cancel the marriage because he thought that I was hurt and always pleases me by his efforts.
While I never did anything for him. He deserves someone who could give him happiness as well. I don't know how to thank him for all of it, the things he is doing for me.
I should do something for him as well, he shouldn't feel that he is the only one responsible for the relationship.
I trust him but he doesn't and to be honest,I only ruined it.
It's my responsibility to make him believe that I am there for him too, he shouldn't compromise on anything.
We will do things together and stitch everything.
The first step maybe will be giving him the person he loves the most, that is Amayra. I will agree to adopt her, I will try to be a good mother to her just like my mumma was to me. We will be a small family, the three of us. Flowers of love shall bloom amongst the three of us.
"Akriti! Come on, let's go. He is already there", Adrija yelled and dragged me out of my home. Mumma was asleep under the effect of strong medications so I had asked the maid to take care of her in case she wakes up while I am away.
Adrija fought with me for approximately five minutes about who would drive the car. She is a rash driver so I didn't want to hand my lovely car to her but she left no choice for me. At the end I had to give the keys to her.
All throughout the way I was scared for my dear life as Adrija was driving with such a high velocity, nearly giving me a heart attack. She finds it thrilling to do such things while I hate it to the core. It is a mystery to me how we even became friends when we were three years old.
A relieved breath escaped from my lips as we stopped in front of the orphanage. The building looked too old and it seemed that it needed to be severely repaired. My heart ached as I took in the fact that small children live in this poor building with no one, just the maids and caretakers.
No child deserves this treatment, how could their parents leave them here? Didn't they feel the agony while dropping their infants in the care of maids?
Your father wasn't any better. It was mumma who took stand for you or else you would have been an orphan as well.
That's true! I am glad that mumma chose me and her self esteem rather than complying to my father's stupid wishes. It still breaks me that children have to suffer like this. At this age they deserve to be pampered by their parents and play but here they are fighting for their lives.
We both entered inside only to be greeted with a heartwarming side of Adhyay being surrounded by all the kids who were fighting amongst each other for his attention.
My heart bloomed with ecstasy when he glanced at me and smiled warmly. He signalled me to come near him and the kids. I smiled and with a nod took slow steps towards Adhyay.
The kids when noticed me, confusingly looked at each other trying to know who the new intruder was. Adhyay smiled gently at me and forwarded his rough hand towards me. That was when I noticed a small girl of around two to three years clutching Adhyay's trousers tightly.
My heartbeat skyrocketed when I realised that this small girl wearing a cute blue sweater was Amayra. She gazed at me with confusion but she didn't know that I was already melted here.
Looking at her I was reminded of my childhood. My pictures when I was two years old were just like her. Her eyes screamed innocence and at that moment I just wanted to hold her near to me and shower her with so much love.
"Kids, this is my friend Akriti and you know what she writes story books", Adhyay animatedly said and my smile widened. The kids opened the month in awe and soon I was bombarded with so many questions from the cute little children.
"You write stories, wow! Will you teach me to write them too?". A five year old asked and I eagerly nodded.
"Of course! I would love to help you sweetheart", I gushed and the kids looked at me with awe. I glanced at Adhyay who smiled giving me a sense of comfort.
In a short span of time, I blended well with all the other kids but just not Amayra. She didn't talk to me once, no matter how much I tried to talk to her. She remained attached to Adhyay and ignored me, which of course bruised my little heart.
She was acting so ignorant that I concluded that she didn't like me. Adhyay did try to introduce me to her but she turned the other way and dragged Adhyay with her. If that's how she acts then how will we adopt her?
"Okay kids! Now I have to go because another person forgot to eat an apple", Adhyay joked, telling the kids that he had to attend an emergency.
"No Adhi! You no go", I heard Amayra's voice for the first time today and that too when Adhyay was going.
"Amayra, I have to go. You can play with Akriti", he sweetly explained which heightened my hopes of Amayra warming with me. She was a cute kid no doubt, I would love to bring her up. Just by seeing her cute antics, my heart warmed.
She shook her head with her eyes getting watery and cried, "No! Pwease"
Adhyay picked her up and kissed her forehead trying to explain how important it was for him to attend his patient and I will be with Amayra but she didn't dodge her request.
He helplessly looked at me while I looked at him. He didn't expect Amayra to act like this with me, he told me that she warmed up with everyone at his house and had fun with his siblings. And it hurts that she is ignoring me but for what reason, I don't know why.
"Amayra, sweetheart, I will tell you a nice story and play with you. It is important for Adhi to go", I softly explained trying to take Amayra from Adhyay's arms.
"Adhi, you tell stoly", she mumbled and glared at me. I sighed seeing her being so adamant.
"Adhyay you tell her that I have a nice story and she will miss it. The other kids won't tell her the story either", I played along and the other kids synchronised with me.
"The stoly shud be goood", Amayra commanded looking for the first time at me and I nodded eagerly. Adhyay took a breath of relief and handed me a cranky Amayra.
Adhyay quickly went away before Amayra could change her mind and start crying for him.
Honestly, Amayra reminded me of me and my mumma.
I was like that when I was young, craving for my dad and continuously asking for him, troubling mumma.
I remained at unrest always until my mother lied and told me that my father was dead.
Metaphorically he is dead to me but in reality he whored around with other women.
I sat on the small stool with a story book in my hand while the children gathered and sat around me. Adrija had gone with Adhyay because she had patients to attend to as well , leaving me alone with these cute little kids.
"Okay kids, let's start the story", I announced and flipped the pages. they all nodded eager to hear the story while Amayra glared at me. Looks like little girly has problems with me.
She will give me a hard time but I won't give up. She will come along slowly but surely.
I started narrating the story looking at Amayra's reaction from time to time. The other kids were enjoying it but she was still acting ignorant. A tough nut to Crack!
After the story was completed, the kids dragged me to their play arena and showed me their toys and books. Amayra trotted along with them but she didn't talk to me.
Tired of this ignoring game, I slowly went behind her trying to talk but she scurried away from me. Do I look ugly? Why is she not talking to me?
I followed her and finally asked, "Why are you not talking to me sweetheart?"
She turned to face at me and mumbled, "Because Adhi no talk to me but youu"
I nearly laughed at the cute complaint of Amayra but controlled myself to not piss her off more. I bent down to her level and collected her in my arms, kissing her chubby cheeks. How cute a child can be?
"Bass ittu si baat aur itna gussa? I will scold Adhi but in return you will talk to me okay?", I talked to her in a childish tone. She nodded her eyes brimming with tears.
(Such a small thing and so much anger? I will scold Adhi but in return you will talk to me okay?)
"Okie", she mumbled and I hugged the little girl. Her connection with Adhyay is deep and I do not want to break it. She is an angel.
I patted her back softly trying to comfort her and then softly asked, "Now will you talk to me baby?"
She looked up and nodded, her lips curled into a cute pout. I once again kissed her cheeks once again making her laugh.
Early update yooo!
Thankyou so much lovely people for motivating me so here is a cute update for you all.