The Rightful Heir

4: Shifting

Ayzal Hashim

But to think of it again, he is offering me double salary, in this salary i can surely gather the required money for Mama's operation. Oh God! What should i do?

"Can i give you my answer tomorrow"? I asked politely but his eyes were an different story. One thing i realized about him is, he likes to be everything his way and he don't like someone who refuses him "Now or never" Came his stern yet determined voice. Okay! I don't like him at all..... except his eyes.

I can't do this. My mind is not letting me say yes to this but Surprisingly my heart is telling me another story. There is something which is stopping me. In between the war of my mind and heart, My phone rang. As soon as i saw the name, panic crossed my eyes and i met Mr. Hamdaani's stern face.

The phone was from the hospital "Can i answer this call Mr. Hamdaani? It's important" As much as i tried to calm myself before asking but panic was evident in my voice. Without a single word, he gestured me towards a small terrace across the window he was standing before.

"Hello! Ayzal Hashim speaking"? I heard a soft female voice as soon as i placed the phone to my ear "Yes! Is anything wrong with my mother"? I asked restlessly "No the patient is fine but money submission time is going to be over in evening so you better submit the hospital fees by evening if not then the treatment will be adjourned immediately. This is the reminder call for you"

I stiffened instantly and closed my eyes before clenching my eyes tightly, a small tear tickled down my cheeks. Oh God! Why am i so helpless?

Taking a deep breath, i replied softly "I will be there in evening. Thanks for the reminder call" I knew today was the last day of the submission but hearing that they will stop the treatment, My heart clenched at her words and of all the problems i don't have the money.

"No problem" With that she cut the call. Cleaning my face with my hands i turned to leave the terrace but Surprisingly i was met with his eyes again. He was standing on the same place as he was standing before, there was no change in his expression but his intense gaze was somewhat disturbing. Ignoring his eyes i stood infront of him at 5 steps distance.

Ya Allah! «Oh God» Everything is up to you now.

"Okay! When can i shift"? I asked with a heavy heart and averted my eyes down. I don't want to do this but only for Mama "Tomorrow........My people will pick you up" Came his reply.

I took a deep breath internally and with so much courage i decided to utter "Can you give me some advance money? I promise i will give you the money back" Just i know how much embarrassed i was. He scoffed as disgust flashed across his eyes. I averted my eyes down as i felt tears threatening to be roll out of my eyes "How much"? He asked like taunting me.

I closed my eyes tightly and my hands were clenched in a tight fist. Why am i always so helpless? "70 thousand PKR" I uttered in a very low voice and utterly embarrassed. My eyes were still cast down when we heard a knock on the door. He muttered a faint 'come in' and i turned towards the door.

A man in business suit came in and greeted but in response Mr. Hamdaani kept silent not even once he looked at him, he was just staring at me. I feel like the easier i think the job is, it isn't as easy as it seems. Mr. Hamdaani sat on his chair and the man also gestured me towards the chair.

"Sir the file and the contract" This man must be Mr. Hamdaani's P.A. He opened the file, pulled out some papers and slid infront of me with a pen by the side. I narrowed my eyes at him and picked up the papers from the table "Sign it" I heard Mr. Hamdaani's stern and authoritative voice ordering me. The thing in my hands wasn't just some papers but a contract of 1 year being the nanny of twins "Later give Ms. Hashim the check of the amount she tells you" Mr. Hamdaani ordered his P.A. In that moment i felt my whole body was washed over with peace. I am very thankful to my Allah and Mr. Hamdaani too.

Am i ready for this? Not thinking further, i signed it with the name of Allah!

I sighed as i stood outside the mansion looking at the gate anxiously. I don't know why but i was a little afraid. Ya Allah «Oh God» Do stay with me.

*******

I felt a soft nudge on my arm sleeve and a smile made it's way to my lips as i turn to look at Ramish "Yes Jaan «Dear»"? He was looking at me innocently with fear swirling in his black doe eyes, his hairs were covering his forehead and his chubby cheeks wanted me to pinch him softly.

He is shy and a very very nervous child. He wouldn't talk untill he is spoken to and panics a lot in even small things but he is a very obedient child. My Jaan. As he had only me, i also have only him. My only family.

I sat on my one knee cupping his cheeks "There is nothing to be afraid of Jaan «Dear» You have your Ayzu right?...... then there is nothing to be fearful of. Okay"? He cutely nodded his head still looking at me and i placed a soft kiss on his forehead. Jaan was dressed in green sweater, blue pants and joggers and i was wearing a light blue short frock and trousers with a contrasted pink scarf. My wavy hairs were left open with white flats and no whatsoever jewelry.