Imperfectly Perfect

Sasural part 2

Cont.

After Ishan went to his room the whole Gill family gathered aroud the dinning table taking there respective sits and minding their own business until they heard a loud scream fro Ishan's room. Everyone rushed towards the direction.

The next seen almost made them froze on their place. There was Ishan staning in the middle of the room looking at a specific direction with a horrified expression. It was like his word has turned upside down. Following Ishan's gaze everyone looked at the side and froze there. There was Dimple on the side of the bed sitting like a dear cauth in light and in front of her Ishan's favourite coco( do you remember the soft toy guys?) Was lying totally tore apart. It looked like someone has tore it intentionally and everyone knows who has done it.

Their frozen state broke at a loud thud.
Ishan collapsed on the ground crying heavily. Shubman rushed to his side and collected him in arms but no use. Neel and Mrs.Gill aslo gathered aroud Ishan trying to calm him down but his cries didn't even decrease a little. Seeing this Virat also went there but our little one was crying hysterically.

Everyone gathered aroud Ishan except for Abhi and his mother. Well Mrs. Sharma was silently trying to take Dimple out of the room but Abhi stooped her. He took Dimple from her hand and slapped her hard. Evryone gasped at that. This is so unususal for Abhi. Mrs.Sharma was furious....

"Tune bachhe pe hat uthaya uske liye jo abhi 2 din aya hay?"

" nehi meri galti hay bohot pehele karna chahiye tha ye"

" Tu keya bate kar raha hay ha? Ye sikhaya hay hamne tujhe...may tujhe yaha ekdin vi nehi reheni dungi chal mere sath tu avi...aur Ishan bachha hay keya jo avi vi doll se khelta hay...itni si bat pe drama kar raha hay...dekhna ek din ye tum sabko ghar se nikal se khub ghar pe ra--

"Don't you dare to complete the sentence. Himmat kayse huyi mere bachhe pe ungli uthane ki. Tum meri behen ho iss liye bohot saha hay tumhe par tumne limit cross kar di hay. Vulna nehi tum mere ghar me khare ho aur Ishan mere ghar ki laxmi hay....aur laxmi pe aach may nehi ane dunga jabtak zinda hoon...avi isi waqt nikal jao mere ghar se aur Abhi kahi nehi jayaga woh hamara beta hay use hamne pala hay...serf jaman dene se koi ma nehi ban jata"

No one dared to say anything after that as it's a very rare seen to see Mr.Gill angry.

"Vayiyaa ap mujhe jane ke liye kehe rahe ho?"

" nehi nikal raha hoon mere ghar se aur wapas tabhi ana jab Ishan allow kare"

On this side evryone was trying hard to calm Ishan a little but nothing has changed so far. Shubman was hugging him tightly with a helpless expression. His eyes are also getting teary slowly.

"Ishu bachha please chup ho jayo beta dekho hum apko bilkul waisa wala hi doll lake denge" Mrs.Gill tried again.

But instead of calming down Ishan's breah sterted getting heavy and he started coughing loudly.

"Ishan keya ho raha hay tumhe?"

"Bhabi breath please "

Panick rushed in everyone's blood.

Vi vayiya keya ho rsha hay mere Ish ko?
Asked Shubman who almost got a panic attack himself.

"S-shub I think he is having an asthama attack...tujhe pata hay keya ki uska inhaler kaha hay?"

Virat asked with a shaking voice.

Shubman gestured as 'no'. He was not in a state of talking any more.

"Shit!!"

"Inhaler kyu keya huya hay mere bachhe ko ha?"

Mrs.Gill asked while shaking Shubman violently.