Mistress

Chapter 29- Ice cream parlour

After one week

Meher's p.o.v

"Mamma, this pace is scery(Mamma, this place is scary).(Abryone ez heving gun) Everyone is having

gun," Mehrab said with fear and snuggled more into my chest.

I replied stroking his baby hairs," It's ok, honey. No one will harm you. Mamma is here to protect you.

After meeting your uncle we will return home."

Mehrab asked me curiously," Mamma, this who az new uncle? (Mamma, who is this new uncle?)"

" He is Mamma's elder brother. He is your uncle just like your Asif uncle and Asish uncle," I said patting

his head.

I am talking with Mehrab when I heard the familiar voice which I am hearing after 3 years. It's none

other than Adeel bhaiya's voice. I looked at him and I couldn't recognise him first. He is looking like a

cave man with his long beard and hairs. He is wearing a dirty shirt with a shawl and looking like a half

dead person. Only seeing his condition I can say that what kind of pathetic life he was leading.

Yesterday, I came to Mumbai with Mehrab. Asif and Asish bhaiya was against my decision but I have

managed them somehow.

After coming here I couldn't resist myself to meet my brother Adeel. No matter what he is still my

brother. I know that my brother had committed a grave sin and for this he is being punished. I was

angry with him and in my anger I didn't talk with him for the last 3 years. It's enough now. I can't be

angry with him anymore.

Adeel bhaiya said with too much shock like he has seen any kind of ghost," Meher!"

" Bhaiya," I said and tears started rolling down from my eyes.

I placed Mehrab on the nearby bench and run towards Adeel Bhaiya's direction. I hugged him tightly

and he also hugged me back. We both brother and sister cried out loudly in each other's arm.

He asked me with confusion yet curiously," You are alive? I was told that......."

" Asif and I are safe. We are alive," I said and smiled at him.

He asked me," But, how? Where were you? Wha............."

He couldn't complete his sentence when I said holding his hands," Bhaiya, I will tell you everything but

first I want to introduce you to someone."

He just knitted his brows when I called Mehrab and introduced mehrab to Adeel bhaiya.

Mehrab is just looking at Adeel bhaiya clutching my waist tightly. I can see his confused face.

I said to Adeel Bhaiya with too much happiness," Bhaiya, meet my son Mehrab Ahmed Khan."

" Meher, are you married?" Bhaiya asked me with his suspicious look. I am sure he has already sense

something.

I took a deep breath and replied smiling," I will come to meet you tomorrow and tell you everything.

Today I have just come to meet you. I just wanted to see my brother."

" Ok, I will wait for you," Adeel bhaiya said.

After that we talked for sometime. I told Adeel bhaiya about Asish bhaiya and how he helped me. I told

my brother what I am doing now. I saw him feeling proud after knowing that I am an architect now. I

also told him that Asif is now a music composer and has his own career.

Hearing me I saw Adeel bhaiya's tears. He said with too much guilt," Because of me you have gone

through too much. I am sorry, Meher. I am sorry. Please, forgive me."

" Whatever has happened it's done now. We can't change the past. But we can make our future better.

Trust me bhaiya, I am very happy with my baby," Saying that I patted Mehrab's head who is busy in

sucking a lollipop.

Bhaiya looked at Mehrab and said something which I wasn't expecting. I just looked at him with my

shocked expression.

" Is he that Seikh's son? Bhaiya asked me sternly.

I just nodded my head in positive. I can't hide my son's identity from my brother.

I said to him holding his hands tightly," I will tell you everything about my life. But, not now. Mehrab is Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

here."

He didn't ask me anything further about Mehrab. We talked for a long time and remembered our happy

moments. I am feeling too much relaxed after meeting my brother. But, I can sense the fact that Bhaiya

isn't that much after knowing that Mehrab is Sehreyar's son.

After one hour

" Numm....numm...yummm....Mamma, ice cream delicious( mamma, this ice cream is delicious),"

Mehrab said clapping his baby hands where I am feeding the ice cream to him.

After meeting Adeel Bhaiya I took Mehrab to this ice cream parlour. It's one of the best ice cream

parlours in whole Mumbai. I used to come here with my friends. One day, I came here with that beast

as well.

" Won't you feed Mamma also? I asked Mehrab wiping the ice cream from his lips which were

spreading out.

He giggled and said innocently," Mehlab, folgat tu fid u( Mehrab forget to feed you)."

Saying that he took a spoonful of ice cream and put it inside my mouth. I chuckled at him seeing his

innocence.

He is now eating ice cream and I am looking at him with too much tension. I might have returned to

Mumbai but a sudden fear is building up inside me for Mehrab.

I know that Sehreyar Al Seikh doesn't give any shit about me. It doesn't matter to him that I live or die.

But, what will be his reaction if he comes to know that Mehrab is his son.

Will he try to kill Mehrab? Or, will he accept Mehrab?

No, no....he can't accept Mehrab as he is already married. And I don't need his acceptance as well. I

am now an employed woman who can bear her child's expenses easily.

I am more worried about his family members. What will be his fiancee and his grandma's reaction if

they come to know about the truth who is Mehrab.

They will obviously try to harm Mehrab just the way they harmed me. I have to keep Mehrab's father's

identity as a secret. I can't take any risk. I have to be careful.

I have changed my mind to go in front of Sehreyar Al Seikh. What if he tries to harm my son! I will not

go in front of him. I will just do my work and lead a peaceful life with my son.

In front my son's safety nothing is important to me.

Sehreyar's p.o.v

" When will this traffic end?" I asked my driver with too much anger.

My driver replied," Sir, I don't even know. We have to just wait."

I cursed mentally and loosened my tie a little. It's been 40 minutes since I am stuck in this traffic. I am

feeling too much irritated.

I looked outside through the window and saw a ice cream parlour. I just stared at the parlour and some

memories started flashing inside my head.

Once I came to here with Meher after doing some shopping for her. It was the first and last time for us

when we did the shopping together.

Flashback from three years ago

" Ice cream parlour! Meher uttered with a little bit of excitement looking behind me.

I looked behind and found Mumbai's best ice cream parlour. I looked at Meher and understood that she

wants to eat ice cream. That's why she is looking at the parlour intensely.

I asked her with my cold voice," Do you want to eat ice cream?"

Meher nodded her head in positive. I have to attend a meeting urgently. So, I can't take her to the ice

cream parlour now.

" I have to attend an important meeting. So, I can't get late. Eat another time," I said rudely.

"It's been months since I have last eaten ice cream," Meher said pouting her lips before getting into the

car.

I couldn't resist myself without admiring the pout. Sometimes she behaves like a kid. Well, she is really

a kid. She is just 18 years old.

I sighed and told her softening my voice a little," You can eat. Let's go."

No sooner had I told the words she got down from the car hurriedly and thanked me.

She was going to hug me but stopped looking at the surrounding. I saw her red cheeks because of

shyness.

A chuckle left from my mouth seeing her shy face. I hold her hand and dragged her to the ice cream

parlour.

Flashback ended

A felt like my lips are moving upwards remembering Meher. She was really someone important to me.

I am still looking at the parlour when I noticed that a girl who looks exactly like Meher is coming out

from the parlour with a small kid. The girl is smiling exactly like Meher.

I chuckled and said mentally," Now, I have started hallucinating about her. Am I going mad?"

I diverted my gaze to another direction. Suddenly, something clicked inside my head. Whatever I have

seen it's not my hallucination.

I looked again at the parlour and the girl was still there. I saw her paying the bills. It didn't take much

time for me to understand that it's reality.

"Is Meher alive? But, how it can possible? Was I being told lies? What's happening? If she is alive then

who died at the fire explosion.

These questions are now roaming inside my head and I am now totally confused.

Without wasting any time I got down from the car to reach at Meher. I saw her smiling and talking with

that kid. She is moving towards a car.

For a few seconds, I almost forgot that I am running in the middle of the road. I started yelling Meher's

name but she isn't hearing me because of the honking of the car.

I will just cross the road when the traffic police whistled and every car on the road started moving. I am

still trying to cross the road when a big truck came in front of me and I lost the sight of Meher.

After that, I searched for her the whole area like a mad person but there was no trace of her like a few

moments ago she wasn't here. But, I am confirmed that I have seen Meher. I can never mistake while

recognising Meher.

I called my detective Ahsan and ordered him," I am sending you an ice cream parlour address. I want

today's CCTV footage of that parlour."

He replied," the work will be done, Sir."

If Meher is alive then I will not leave her this time. She is mine.

Author's p.o.v

Sajal is in her room and watching T.V comfortably sitting on her bed. She is looking very contented and

happy.

Her concentration from the TV is cut when someone turned off the Tv without her permission.

" What the......." Sajal tried to say something but stopped immediately after seeing the person in front of

her. And the person is none other than Sehreyar's Dadi.

She said to Sajal sternly," Why aren't you pregnant yet? I ordered you to have Sehreyar's baby as soon

as possible. Only then he will give importance to you."

" Your grandson doesn't even look at me and you are telling me to become pregnant!" Sajal replied

rolling her eyes.

Dadi said dramatically holding Sajal's face," Then what's the point of having this beautiful face. Can't

you use this and your brain? I thought you were intelligent."

" Your grandson is still stuck with that bitch. He is still mad about that little bitch of him. That whore,"

Sajal said angrily gritting her teeth.

Her Dadi replied having a dark expression on her face," That girl is dead. She is dead for Sehreyar."