ログインAsher’s POV"It was successful. You have nothing to worry about. She is just resting now. We are letting her recover from the anaesthesia." The doctor answered after removing his nose mask. I released a breath that I didn't realise I was holding for such a long time. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing another child after the accident that happened to my wife and kid long ago..I don't know what I was going to do with myself if something worse had happened. People would blame me again because of the curse. The curse rumor that people had believed was following me around. It wasn't true. None of it was true. I couldn't watch my own child die even though her mother has been confusing me. I know deep down she loves me and she won't just admit it to me. This was not the time for all of these. She said that before. What she saw wasn't what it looks like and I wanted to explain to her. Papa moved closer to Aliyah. "Why don't you go home and rest first. I will stay with Elara. You look
Aliyah’s POV "Elara! Please wake up! My daughter." I screamed in tears as Elara was being wheeled out of the ambulance. Asher stepped out of the ambulance too. I joined the nurses in wheeling the stretcher down the hospital hallway till we got to the ward. When I tried to get in, the other nurses blocked me from entering the emergency room to stay with her. "No ma'am. You can't go in. The doctor is going to attend to her..you don't have anything to worry about." One of the nurses announced. "Wait...no. She is my daughter. I have the right to be there for her. You can't take my daughter away from me." I refused, pushing the nurse to the left. Asher wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me into a hug. "No. You have to let them do their job. They won't be able to do anything when we are present." He said, rubbing my back slowly. I nodded in tears. The thought of me losing my daughter to an accident almost made me go crazy. I can't bear the thought of anything bad happening to
Aliyah’s POV After the last name incident, the meeting resumed. I took in the vicinity. There were over thirty parents all dressed in their expensive wears and all. A part of me was excited that I was well dressed to represent Elara. My little baby. The principal of the school rose to her feet and they all applauded her. I did too. I was going to participate in everything. The principal was a tall woman in her fifties.."Thank you all for coming. We appreciate the good upbringing, nurturing of our children. It feels so good to see you all. Thank you." She said and I was grateful to be a part of it. To be a part of my daughter's life. To know her, to love her, to cherish her. "We are thrilled to announce to you all that the Summer Olympic game will be held in two weeks." My mind went foggy for a while and I tried to regain myself. Asher must have noticed because his hand was soothing my back. The wave of nausea hit me all over and I felt like throwing up. I tried to hold it in and
Aliyah’s POV Elara looked up at me as she noticed the seriousness between me and Asher. It was like she knew what was happening but just decided to keep quiet. All of a sudden, she looked up at the two of us."Are you fighting? Mommy and daddy?"She asked and the seriousness in our faces disappeared instantly. We both can't let her know that we weren't on good terms. This is where the pretense comes in. He tried pretending to be okay with me, I ignored him. Honestly I didn't like how he was with us. I couldn't just push him away because of Elara. "Hmm...no baby. Your mom and I are okay." He said, bending to her height. I rolled my eyes. He saw it but Elara didn't. "But she looks like she is angry with you." She said. Deep down, me and Asher knew that she was a lot smarter than her age and we can't hide this for long. She is just five years old but she thinks like she is sixteen. I noticed that her classmates were already entering into the class. Hope gestured to her and she walke
Aliyah’s POVStepping out of the car, I held the flower so tightly as if it was going to be snatched away from me. I can't stop blaming myself for this. What if he wanted to tell me something? What if I was the reasons he died? Tears threatened to fall. Maybe if I had listened to him and meet up with him, maybe he would not have died. I was just angry. Things hasn't been easy for me either. I just want to have my old life back. The old life when it was just Papa and me. Old life where I haven't met Cohen. He wouldn't have ruined my life. We settled on seats and the priest began. "Unto the heavens we come, unto the heavens we go back. May all his sins and tresspasses be forgiven. May the heavens cleanse his soul and spirit." "Amen!" Everyone echoed. I lowered my head and raised it again. My eyes went straight to the casket. I just want to see him even if it's just his remains. After the priest finished the service, it was time to say goodbye. Cohen went first and stayed in front of
Aliyah’s POV"Mommy? Daddy is coming to my PTA right? My friends at school are bringing their daddy and mommy." Elara pouted at breakfast. I cleared my throat because I clearly don't want him to be there at all. We are better off without him.I only nodded and she smiled. Papa noticed my mood but decided to keep it till later. We can't discuss this right in front of her. She will get sad and eventually cry. I ate in silence hoping that she wouldn't remember that we were supposed to be moving out of here yesterday. I know Papa would ask too. Thinking of a better answer to give the two of them. I fiddled with my spoon and raised my head just to meet Papa's eyes already staring at me. "Mommy?" Elara called my attention. "Yes, dear." I answered immediately. She was too smart for her own age. I won't be able to escape this."Where is daddy? We were supposed to move out yesterday." This was it. No escaping. "Hmmm...." I trailed off. There was nothing in my brain right now to tell her.







