What are they talking about?
                          
I was curious and confused, by the look on my Dada, there has to be something bothering them. Dada looked shocked at something Osman said and if I'm right I see Dada a little bit panicked. Osman kept telling him which clearly was making Dada panic. 
                          
What is he telling Dada? Why is Dada panicking?
                          
I was about to get up but the door of ICU opened and diverted me, "Doctor, How is he?" My mother rushed to him, 
                          
"He's out of danger," Doctor answered, 
                          
"Thank god!" My mom breathed out, 
                          
"Can I see him?" She asked, 
                          
"Please," He said while stepping aside. 
                          
"When will he discharge, doctor?" I asked, 
                          
"You have to fulfil the formalities at the reception and take him home, make sure he gets some rest," He spoke, 
                          
"Thank you, doctor," I said, 
                          
"You're welcome," he replied, "Excuse me," 
                          
***
                          
Doctor asked only one person to visit dad at a time. I was standing outside and watching mom and dad through the glass. Mom was holding dad's hand and crying her heart out and Dad was trying his best to calm her down. 
                          
They looked adorable together. 
                          
I admire their relationship so much that I always wanted something like that. My mom is eight years younger than my dad and the way he looks after her, explains the things she doesn't understand, the way he protects her,  he shows the love and affection he has for my mom in his own way. 
                          
Mom is loud, and my dad is calm. Everyone loves them and admires what they have. 
                          
Watching them, I had a smile playing on my lips. I love them too much. 
                          
I stepped back while smiling, and turned, As my eyes landed on Amaan walking towards us, my smile dropped. Anger was the only emotion I felt right now. What I saw in the video rushed back to my mind. Riya's smirk, his naked body on top of her, flashed in front of my eyes. 
                          
Son of a bitch!
                          
I gritted my teeth and strolled towards him. As he saw me walking to him, a smile appeared on his face but as I came closer to him, it dropped and confusion replaced it. I grabbed his arm and dragged him out of there. 
                          
"Rhythm?" his confused tone didn't stop me. I was too angry to stop. 
                          
He fucking cheated on me. 
                          
"What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded in an angry tone, 
                          
He stared at me confused, "I came to see you and Uncle, I heard what had happened and travelled from Pune," he spoke while holding my arm, 
                          
"Don't touch me!" I glared at him while grabbing his hand moving it away from me. 
                          
"Rhythm?" he was shocked and hurt by my action, 
                          
"Shut up and leave," I said, 
                          
"Rhythm please, What happened? Why are you behaving like this?" he questioned, 
                          
"Why Am I behaving this way? Are you seriously asking me that, Amaan?" I  yelled, 
                          
"Yes, I don't understand what I did wrong? I came all the way from Pune to see you. I know you would be broken and would need me to handle you, but why am I getting this kind of reaction from you?" he asked in confusion, 
                          
"Don't you need me? Shouldn't I be here with you? To support you in this hard situation?" he added. 
                          
I stared at him in disbelief. He's here for me, not for my dad? He didn't even mention my father and asked how's he? What's his condition?