Okay. This is all plot. The fluff will come later. I had soo much more planned for this part and even wrote it- but it got lost. :(
I'll update tomorrow wid tha fluffie feels :P
PART 2
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Aahil doesn't remember telling Sanam anything past it's a girl and I'm a dad.
("There was this note and I know that she's mine she just- it just feels right- and Sanam I don't know what to do- how- what am I going to tell Ammi?
I cant lie to her- but- I cant give my baby away- I just cant- "
"Okay-, just- calm down I will figure out something, just- just calm down,")
Nor can he figure out why the flesh of his knuckles is blotted red, seeping crimson blood into the lines of his hands, the pain lost in the haze of burning and bitter alcohol.
(The house is quiet, save for the quiet but dramatic sobs by Azhar's Ammi, sniffling about the family's izzat, and whose filthy blood the wretched witch has in her veins and- and Aahil cant stand it. He instinctively lashes out, hands grabbing what they can and throwing them across the room, anger coursing through his entire being- because no one says that about his daughter. No one. )
He recalls the haze of stilted congratulations and the urge to just go, away from the place that cannot accept something that is so beautiful, so innocent, so pure. But he doesn't know how he ended up here, what he did do deserve such care from a woman he doesn't even know.
("There's a place that you can take your- your child and yourself, Badi Ammi are staying there, and surely you can too- Rahaat ji is a very nice man,")
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("She needs a name, Aahil beta."
"Nikhat."
"That- I-"
"Is it not good?"
"No- it- it's perfect.")
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"Aahil?"
Sanam tries to keep her voice low, so as not to disturb the new father and daughter duo harshly.
Aahil still jerks up immediately, hands instantly moving to cover the warm body lying on his stomach, but Sanam tries not to let her knowledge show.
"Yes?" Aahil's voice is thick, congealed and firm, hiding an array of emotions that Sanam doesn't want to shelve through.
"I- uh- I've warmed the water for Nikhat's if you- I mean- she probably needs one because of the uh- its night time so, do you just want me to do it or...?" Sanam's nervousness is shining through her words, and she stops before she can ruin Aahil's day any further. Thankfully, Aahil doesn't seem to care- or notice- Sanam's incoherent rambling, and interrupts with his own soft, stilted words.
"I've never- I don't know how to do this. Anything. If- if you could... today- I would be grateful,"
Sanam tries not to let her eyes widen and nods, almost comically. She motions her hands in the area of the baby, silently asking if she can pick her up, if he trusts her. Aahil nods himself, and Sanam carefully lifts Nikhat up, careful hands cradling the back of her head and back.
She's walking out the door of the borrowed room when a thought enters her mind. She whips around, and regrets it as soon as she does so.
Aahil's chest meets her head, and she thanks god that the baby had her head lain on Sanam's shoulder not chest.
Aahil mutters a low uff as he removes himself from Sanam, all the while steadying her with strong arms.
"I just- I thought you might like to come? Its her first bath... with you there so, if you want to, you can."
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Sanam remembers the bath as a blur of bubbles, warmth, and love. She heard Aahil laugh. It's a beautiful sound.
Ikr. Really short. The next is gonna be so much longer. I have free time. The baby's first bath time and Dilshad and Aahil feels are going to be shown in the next part.
I LOVE COMMENTS, AND SUGGESTIONS OF WHAT YOU WANNA SEE HERE WOULD BE GREATLY APPREACIATED <333
And I would also like a better name for this ss.
Anddd... can I make an index for my stuff here?
Sorry for any errors or stilted scenes, I didn't do a read through 🤣
I'll fix it later <3
xx
Edited by suds. - 11 years ago