Play Way

There is no relation purer than that with your mother and there is no relationship sinner than that with your

               -Rain

Rain POV

Sometimes words are not important to express yourself and this is how I describe my relationship with my daughter.

She was born mute and yes no operation can change this fact. At the beginning it was difficult to handle her. She could not cry like normal babies. She has tears in her eyes but there was no sound to her sobs.

When she was still in my womb and I was told that I was expecting a daughter, I was in an euphoria. I always wanted a daughter. It was quite selfish of me but what can I say I wanted to relive my childhood and through her explore the treasured childhood again.

But two months before my delivery, I stumbled down the stairs. I was rushed to the hospitals. The doctors believed I would have a stillbirth but no, my baby was strong and she survived. But when the doctors tapped her back to make her cry, she had tears in her eyes but no voice left her tiny mouth. Later it was discovered that her voice box was not completely developed.

A piece of me broke that day thinking that she would never call me mommy but what can we say? The god was generous enough to provide me with a daughter ever after that fatal fall so I never complained and happily accepted her.

I felt someone tugging at the hem of my sundress, I looked down to see my baby holding the biggest smile on her face with a ball in her tiny hands.

"Honey you again got lost in your thoughts. Aren't you doing it to often these days?"

My dear nana asked me. I know she was teasing me. After my second last break up nana was behind me to marry my fiance so that my daughter could get a father figure. But I am not ready to take that step. But I also know she just wants the best for me. After all she is like wait not like, she is my mother.

She was looking at me with a raised eyebrow waiting for my sarcastic remark but before I could give her what she wanted, I heard someone clapping.

I looked down at Amber who was impatiently looking in my direction and pointing the ball towards me. I know what she meant. She was reminding her forgetful mother that they were suppose to go to the park.

I picked her petite body in my arms as I cooed her,

"We will leave just in a moment."

I put her down and her face fell. Like always she expected me to carry her in my arms but I couldn't do that because the pregnancy made me real weak and carrying her meant me fainting due to exhaustion. She is not chubby. Infact due to being born premature, she is still underweight but still I couldn't fulfill this want of hers.

At these moments I wished she had a dad. Someone who was capable of holding her. Amber looked a lot like her father. She got his grey eyes along with my platinum blonde hair. Also her face structure was a lot like him. But he could never be a part of our family.

Pushing that thought aside, I looked towards nana. Her eyes held empathy. She knew full well what I was thinking so she mouthed a take care and relax. I simply nodded my head.

“We are leaving.”, I announced.

"Take care my cupcakes.", nana said as she waved her hand and Amber  enthusiastically returned her wave. I chuckled at her adorable act. I gave her my pinky finger and she wrapped her tiny right palm around it.

Soon we were walking into the park. I had a bag on my back which had all the necessities Amber could require whereas Amber was carrying her favorite ball with the design of some trees. Strange, girls of her age like cartoon but she is more interested in the nature, something we can see and feel.

But now it was time for me to focus on my mission. Mission 'Getting Amber To Make Friends'.

My last boyfriend Darius was good to me but behind my back he use to mentally abuse my two year old by telling her how I would leave her or how I didn't love her. My Amber is a smart child and at the tender age of two and a half she could understands everything. Due to this reason she started living in my shadow and stayed away from every stranger.

But I want my daughter to be strong and fight this cruel world unlike my timid self. Otherwise she would have a tough time adjusting to this world just like me who is still trying.

I looked down at Amber who was now holding the hem of my sundress. Then I looked in front of me to see kids her age playing.

"Amber go and make friends.", I told her but she just shook her head.

I sighed and bend down to her level. I need to make her understand the importance of friends. Otherwise like me she would be stuck with only one friend.

She pushed the ball in my direction and then pointed towards the park. She wanted me to play with her.

As I shook my head her face fell as she let go of the ball and held my right hand.

"Honey, momma can't always stay with you.", I said truthfully. How much it hurt to say these words but they were true. Someday she would be on her own.

She again shook her head with tears in her eyes listening to my words. My daughter is extremely sensitive just like me.

She then combed through her thick, silky platinum blonde locks which indicated me and then locked both her palms together. I knew what she meant. She just wanted to say that we both will stay together. Then she tightly hugged me. Oh my poor baby! It hurts to see her cry. I patted her back softly till the time she didn't calm down and then wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes.

With this I gave up. Maybe today is just not that day. Well the so called mission can wait because right now I need to play with my baby.

So this is how we spent our Sunday and I utterly enjoyed it because it was the only day I got to spent with my daughter. Because being an editor in the local publishing house kind of took a lot of energy.

The next day came quite fast and after getting ready for the day ahead, I woke up Amber. The trick was quite simple you just need to tickle her. After she was awake I carried her to the bathroom and made her do her morning routine. After that I dressed my baby and we both made our way down to have our breakfast.

"Morning my princesses.", nanu said as he sat on the breakfast table reading a newspaper.

"Morning nanu.", I greeted the fatherly figured man. Also the second sweetest man after my dad. Amber let go of my hand and went to hug nanu’s legs.

"Who is this?", nanu cooed as he picked up Amber and placed her on his lap.

"Where is my morning chocolate?", nanu asked to which Amber placed a kiss on his right cheek.

"Yummy that was sweet but I want another one?", nanu asked while pouting. Amber covered her mouth to stop the soundless giggle.

I left them to continue their selves as I made my way to the kitchen.

"May I help you your highness?", I asked my nana in a fake british accent who was busy taking out the chocolate chip cookies from the oven.

"Just help your mistress serve them breakfast. Will ya naught?", my nana replied in the same accent as mine. We both were failing miserably. We both laughed at our silliness as we served the breakfast.

I started feeding Amber and myself. My daughter is smart and can surely eat on her own but when it comes to such thing she likes her mama doing it for her.

"Honey you know that....", my nana started but I interrupted her as I completed her line which she always says to me and to which I have the same reply.

"You can work in our bakery and this way you can even keep an eye on Amber. But no thanks because I want to do something different and I know that you would be able to take care of Amber."

Nana sighed and nanu chuckled whereas Amber was busy munching her cookie.

Soon we all left the house. I showered Amber with kisses and then kissed the cheeks of both nana and nanu as I made my way to my beaten up but still working car as they drove along with Amber to the bakery. It was our own bakery.

Soon I was in my work place with piles of paper lying pending on my desk. I groaned. This is why I hate Mondays.

Soon I got busy in my work to such an extent that I didn't see my boss, Mac making his way to be. It was only after his breathe famed at my neck that I realized he was there.

There are two thing you need to know about Mac. Firstly he has bad breath and I don't know why doesn't he uses a mouth freshener and secondly he is a big pervert. Infact he has slept with all the women in the publishing house except for me.

How good looking he is that bad is his personality.

I mentally let go of a frustrated sigh. I put up one of my best fake smile as I turned in his direction.

"Do you want something sir?", I asked politely but with a hint of irritation.

"You.", he said while smirking. So egoistic.

Son of a duckling!

"I want you in my cabin right know.", he said as I nodded my head.

"Can I come after completing my work?", I asked his retreating figure to which he nodded.

I sighed.

I know his meetings with me. His meetings are nothing professional but just a way to charm me so that he gets me where he wants. In his bed.

I continued with my work as time passed with its own pace. Slow for some and super fast for others. I continued with editing the stories and lunch time came soon. I called nana to know about Amber and after that I again got lost in my work. I had to much work today that I didn’t have anytime for lunch.

Soon it was eight and I went inside the cabin of my boss. He was sitting on the plush couch as I reached him.

"What you wanted to talk about sir?", I asked him politely.

"Rain, how many times I have told you to call me Mac in private.", the chicken head stated to which I nodded my head. Chicken head, it suits him. Well mac and cheese is also fine but chicken head is better.

"Rain, tomorrow is a gala in the town and I want to take you as my date."

Date my foot. I won't ever dare go anywhere with such a man.

"Chick..I mean Mac I am sorry but I can't. You see my daughter doesn't sleep without me.", I said making a apologetic face.

Well yes she doesn't sleep without me but she manages to sleep with Nana and Nanu.

"Well you can bring your daughter too.", chicken head stated.

Well this can happen. Amber would love to go to a gala but again taking her with this chicken head was not the best idea.

"No Mac, Amber doesn't like such parties.", I lied. Whereas she loves going to places that have ample of food.

"Very well then but what about a date with me. Maybe somewhere else?", chicken head asked suggestively.

Will this chicken head ever learn. Well let me answer, never.

"Sorry Mac, I don't date.", I told him clearly.

I already have a fiance so I have no need to date. But because of some insecurity reasons of my own I have not shared this news with people outside my house. I am still getting used to having a fiance.

Before that chicken head could any of his cheesy pick up lines just like his name I continued.

"I need to leave Mac. My daughter must be waiting."

Chicken head nodded his head in understanding. Thank God he got some brain. I quickly left the room before he could change his decision.

I rushed out of the building. The air was chilly but before I could hop inside my car, my phone rang. I looked at the screen of my phone. It was from nanu. Must be worried about me. He still things I am a small child. But with what happened with me, he has all rights to be worried.

"Rain, we are taking Amber to the hospital. Come there soon."

Before I could ask them something the line went silent.