It had been three weeks since Samaira's delivery. She stayed at her house with her mother, far away from Naveen's.
She still believed that Naveen would return for her and their children.Due to the same reason, she decided to meet him somewhere.
She had already came to know that he purchased a house and started living with his second wife, still she believed she could persuade and bring him back.
He bought a house at the same place he used to meet his secret love under the mask of attending a conference.
It was true that this fact had hurt Samaira beyond imagination but that didn't deter her from her decision.
Her mother, sister, brother in law,Praniti and everyone else were tired of advising her, asking her to forget Naveen.
Now she was on a journey to Praniti's house to stay there and meet him at his house.
She stared at the trees that seemed to move through the window of the car. Her baby was sleeping peacefully on her lap and she stroked his hair.
The turns her life took were unpredictable. Never in her dreams
she thought she would be visiting her husband and his second wife to beg.

There was a friend of Naveen, a very close one, who requested her not to marry him as he knew a lot about him.
At that time, she considered Naveen the holiest creature on earth, fulfilling all her wishes, singing for her, making her feel secure around him.
She denied his friend and was even at the verge of slapping him.
Now she sat like a statue, thinking of the blunder she made, unshed tears threatening to fall.
Samaira walked through the campus garden.She was so lost in thoughts that she accidentally bumped into someone,stumbled and landed on top of the person.
She felt a concerned grip making its way through her waist and slowly raising her up.
She stood up awkwardly and looked at the person whom she bumped into.
She saw the calmest smile and the deepest eyes, boring through her entire self.
"Sorry Naveen. "she muttered as a red hue made its way through her cheeks. He crossed his hands and shaked his head, the smile still plastered on his face.
She ran away as she felt butterflies in her stomach,aware of the orbs staring at her retreating figure.

"Madam! Madam! "the driver called her, breaking her trance.

"Ahh... Yes? Did we reach? "

"Yes Ma'am. "

"Okay!"

She got out of the car with her baby son in one hand, followed by her mother and Kevin.
Praniti appeared from inside the house and took Samaira and the baby in a warm hug.
Samaira payed the driver even though Praniti and Ayush asked her not to.
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Samaira's meeting with Naveen was fixed on the next day.
It was seven in the evening and she sat staring at Kevin who was busy with his abacus.
She thanked god for giving her a son like him. He was a gem. She could see a good human growing inside him, who wouldn't even think of cheating unlike his father.
Praniti knocked on the door and she opened it hurriedly.
"Can I talk something Sam?"she asked.

"Yeah, Come in. "

"No. Not here.Come to the terrace with me. "

"Okay! Mom,I'll come in a while. "she told her mother before walking out with Praniti.

They climbed up the stairs and reached the terrace.

A smile crept Samaira's face seeing a small table and two chairs. There were two mugs of coffee on the table.

She approached the table and grabbed a mug while Praniti did the same.

"Do you still remember the times we spent having coffee and chit chatting in the evening, years before? "Praniti asked as she sipped a mouthful of coffee.

"Yes I do. Those were the best times.But why did you plan this suddenly? "

"I just felt we need to spent some time with each other. We needed a girls' time. "

"Mhm.That's so thoughtful of you."

"Yeah!What if we never get to enjoy a night together like this ever again ?"

" Why do you think so? "

"Just like that! Leave it. Tell me something. Why are you so damn sure that man would come back for you? "

"I... I too am not sure... "

"What? Then why are you going behind him? Can't you just concentrate on your carrier and kids?"

"I'm doing this for my children Praniti. I don't want them to grow father less.I don't want them to be humiliated in front of the society. I don't want them to go through the pain one goes through when there's none called dad.
I was raised by my mother and my father died when I was five. I know the pain of losing a father and living a childhood without uttering the word 'dad'.Kevin has already started asking for his daddy. "Samaira paused as her eyes drowned in tears.

Praniti hugged her close, comforting her to an extent.

Next day

Samaira drove the car past the small shops. She was not in a mood to do anything.
Stopping the car near a park, she ran out and sat on a bench. Tears made their way through her eyes.
She could hear the silent vibrantion of her phone that was currently kept on silent mode.
As she sat staring at a budding couple walk hand in hand,it rained, hiding her tears from everyone.

One hour before,

Samaira set out alone to Naveen's in Praniti's car.
Praniti told her several times that she would accompany her but the stubborn woman Samaira didn't allow her to do so.
Naveen's house was a twenty minute drive from Praniti's house but Samaira being a swift driver,didn't take much time to reach her destination.
She got out of the car and was dumbfounded seeing the three storeyed house which looked extremely luxurious.
She hesitantly rang the bell and a lady in her mid twenties opened the door for her.
Samaira gazed at her who looked nothing more than a ghost.

'Did he really dump me for her? 'She thought.

Brushing off the thought, she asked,"Naveen? "

"Oh! So you are the Samaira whom he mentioned about.His first.... Oops... Gonna be ex wife you are? "

That struck Samaira at the right point yet she maintained her composure and brought up a smile.

"If I'm not wrong,are you the woman who married a man even after knowing he already has a kid with another woman, shamelessly?" Samaira managed to shoot back.

The lady's expression changed into a serious one and called out for Naveen.

Naveen came out and invited Samaira inside.
She got in and she was asked to sit on a sofa.
"Could you please excuse us for a moment Nanga? "

Samaira's eyes were about to pop out and Nanga walked away.

"Is her name Nanga? "she asked.

"She's half Singaporean. She was born and raised there. What's there in a name? "

"Yeah! Nothing is in the name. "

There was silence for a few minutes.

"Naveen... "

"Yeah... Tell me. "

Samaira wondered why he was so shameless. He didn't even say a sorry to her.

"Our kids. Will you come back for us?I'll forgive you for marrying her and lying to me. I don't want our children to be father less. "

"Samaira... I don't hate you nor our kids. I just can't.... I can't live with you anymore. After Kevin's birth,you never noticed me. You were after him and your carrier. I were of no importance. I felt worthless.You stopped replying to my texts and attending my calls. That's the time I met Nanga. She comforted me, took out time for me, made feel special.
Now my heart lies with her. I'm sorry to say this, but I won't come back, ever. "he stopped and looked up to see her sitting with a blank face.

"Then why our second kid? "she asked, anger and helplessness visible enough.

"You're the one who wanted that. You kept talking about a second kid that I had no other way. I took care of you the time you were pregnant with it. I can't act like loving you not hide my relationship with Nanga anymore. "

"Naveen,I'm ready to correct my mistakes. Please come back atleast for Kevin who is the fruit of our love. Please don't let our kids be titled father less by the society. I beg you Naveen. Please. "

"Samaira, kids without fathers do live happily in this society and am sure you are capable of filling my absence in my life. "

"But Naveen, what about the people who did a lot of things for our marriage? My elder sister who loved a muslim and waited for me to get married first so that her relationship won't affect me.Didn't it help in making your father agree our relationship? Please Naveen, you are breaking me. "

"There's only one life Samaira. I will live it the way I like. We'll file a divorce and part our ways."

"But. "

"Don't beg to me like that. It doesn't suit you. I chose what makes me happy and you too do the same. Marry someone else and live happily."

Samaira lost her cool and a hard slap made its way across his cheeks. She slapped him once, then twice, then thrice.

"I loved you, I believed you, I cared for you, I devoted myself to you and look what I got back! Shame on you! You're not worthy to be called a man. Fine! We'll divorce and get separated but that won't heal the wound you caused.I hate myself for loving you. Bye Naveen, I will never disturb you again, just like you wished. You don't deserve me or my love. "

Nanga came running, hearing the commotion.

"Yo! What's happeni'n ?"

"Shut up!!! "Samaira roared and ran out of the house.

Present
Samaira shivered as cold water drenched her completely. She saw a man who sat a bit away from her and sang like a mad human. Who would sit and sing when it's raining cats and dogs?
Samaira lended her ears to his voice and heard the song. It did make sense.

Mujhe aazmati hai teri kami
Your absence is testing me
Meri har kami ko hai tu laazmi
You make everything in my life complete
Junoon hai mera banu main tere qabil
It's my passion to become worthy of you
Tere bina guzara ae dil hai mushkil
O my heart, it's hard to live without you

Yeh rooh bhi meri, yeh jism bhi mera
This soul is mine, this body is mine
Utna mera nahi jitna hua tera
But they're not mine as much as they're yours
Tune diya hai joh woh dard hi sahi
The pain that you've given me is right
Tujhse mila hai toh inaam hai mera
If I've got it from you, then it must be my prize

Ps:Nanga means naked or rude in Hindi 😝
What do you think will happen next? I'm sorry for the late update,school just reopened.
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Dedicating this update to PremaSubramaniam394

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