Two girls, decently dressed in full length skirts, were standing in the middle of the cemetery, standing before two graves.
One of the graves had fresh red roses on it while the other was loaded with the delicate petals of jasmine. The gentle yellow rays of light struck their eyes, and tears glittered.
One of the girls whispered, "We should go now, it's getting late." The other remained silent for a while and says, "I'll stay for a while, you can go if you want."
The first girl turned her back says, "As if you are going to bring them back if you stayed (sighs), Anyways, James has sent us a driver, he's waiting. Please come quickly." And she lefts.
The other girl pulls out a card out of her bag, shouldered across her arm, and puts it over the left grave, and smiles toward the right resting place.
"Bye mom, bye dad!", she whispered with a trembling voice and left.
As the breeze, dances softly through the graveyard, it opens the card,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAA!!!
A boy was sleeping n*ked on a bed with a woman by his side. He stretches his arm indolently to grab the girl's waist. Just then, the door opens with a violent jerk and a lady dressed in white walks in. Her face flushed in anger. Both the boy and the woman get up in aghast.
"What the hell is going on?!", her voice was seething in anger." Mothe…", the boy looks up to the lady, shocked.
She gestures at the woman, laying with her son steamingly and screams " You get up and leave… NOW!!!", She throws a rob on her face and drags her out of the room.
The boy was looking everything and got a bit nervous but hid it successfully. He rubs his eyes, in order to avoid her gaze. Then after realizing he can no longer ignore her, He portraits a fake valour and says," We were just…, ofcourse he could find words.
His mother says with a sarcastic voice, "Planning a name for the consequence?!", the son drops his face. She continues further "Such a shame! chasing your EIGHTEEEN YEARS OLD!!!, and the only heir of the the family to the hotel rooms only to find him sleep with women older than his age.
She takes a deep inhale, and touches her head with fingers than she says in a less firm voice, "Go and get ready, you are comin' with me in my car!".
The boy doesn't seem to response.
'' Did you hear me, Mr. Louise?!", her voice raises. "Yes, yes! I did…! Now if you could go and close the door so I could put something on, I'm bare!!!", he says it all in one sentence.
The mother lefts.
" I am not gonna let those girls live in my house, Does it look an orphanage to you?!", Avana's eyes were burning with anger and her voice harder than stone.
James stood up from the sofa and says in an assuring tone, "Avana try to understand, this is for our own good" he walks up to his wife, who was sitting on the bed.
Avana laughs mockingly and says, in a harsh ominous voice, "Oh really! Don't tell me you've kept your eyes on the postage stamp patch, left by their farmer father, that could barely grow two beans! Wrinkles, prominent around her eyes but in agony she didn't care.
" I know your pain but…, he sits closer to her and takes her soft pale hand into his. Despite her age, her hands were quite young.
"Trust me those girls aren't less than golden birds for us", he gives her a gentle gaze. He goes silent and stares at her hands for a while.
Then he says," Do you really think, I could stand the children of the woman I hated my whole life! She killed my son, before he could see the world, she took everything that was mine…", his eyes and words colder than ice.
Then he looks at her and says, " You think I could forgive her?!, even though she's dead and buried-but I… will not forgive my sister until i'm satisfied"
"But what will be your revenge?", she lifted her brow.
He leans closer to her face and gives a mellow touch to swing her hair aside. "Don't put pressure on your pretty head, it's not built for it-And I'm SAYIN'… I won't disappoint you.
After a long period of holding her anger she bursts into tear," She was never the one to be liked, to be adored and to get everything more than anyone else, But she got it …Everything…Everything… that was supposed to be ours, she had it all. And…And…She treated me as if I was some offscouring out of trash and dirt! And she killed my unborn son-That Arrogant, Ugly, Outcast ,bit*h. If she wasn't dead in the car accident , I would have killed that bit*h" ,she cried it all out with a contemptuous scream.
Her eyes were doped in tears. But the tears didn't belong to emotions, they were owned by vendetta.
Her husband held her in his arms, his eyes were red and watery, he says, "And now is the time to bring the account in balance, You'll see-Everyone will see, the pain I'll give to her daughters, will be buried with them in their graves.
He stays silent for a moment and wipes her tears with a light touch and then grabs her chin closer to her face," And if my wife doesn't want to see them around, than I'll make them stay in the servant quarters…, you won't see their foul faces in this house".
"Honk ,Honk"
The sound of a car is listened.
James gets up," I think they are here, Avana grabs his hand and rubs her cheeks to remove any tear stains," Let me give them the heartily welcome, you can meet them afterwards".