Who's the Father?

hours '' Layla whispers t herself sitting on her comfy sofa has been a rainy day in Paris an

a mom soon and the irony I still aren't married yet, how c

but the competition is in three weeks and I can't practice at all because of this overweight belly

l something kicking within it. '' You guys wanna come out soon, I can understand but you will have

ons what will I do then ? '' she thoughts.'' Ahh this rain and all of thee questions are making my mind go blank guess I should read

is year she's gonna take part in the competition also there's gonna be some secret guests which will be revealed on the day of the competition'' I am already on the news, I guess the c

ng a child at this age and am not married yet, will ruin my reputation '' she murmurs.'' Should I do an abortion after all? but if that's t

' Do I still don't know what to do with them ? or am I trying not to think about it but that won't ease my burden ''' she murmurs. Thinking about it all her mind went blank she thre

is big tummy doesn't bother her at all she's ready to face all consequences when it comes to playing the piano. S

autiful to her when she plays the piano even the damping rain doesn't bother her at all no matter where she is or what's h

hear the noise of the phone ringing for a while it rings till the seventh time that she finally got irritated with it. '' Wh

u ignorant girl ? '' shouts her mom over the phone. '' '' I had been calling many times why didn't

on the competition is in three weeks right ? '' her mom asks. ''' Ahh it's going pretty much we

ou Layla dear? how are you doing ? are you eating properly? what about your studies ? '' her dad asks. '' Daddy calm down, the maid comes and does

says. '' Yes I understand don't worry, how are you both doing ? '' she asks. '' We are doing well but we are missing you a lot '' her Dad complains '

u at home along with your grandma and grandpa '' remarks her Mom quite cheerfully.'' Oh, that's ....... g

safe honey '' her mom

a's

ght now? how are they doing ? which one of them is the father of these children? how will I face them if I ever meet them? what will be my reaction? Will one among them accept these children? do I have to raise them myself throughout their lives? do I have to be a single parent? how will I face my parents? how will I face

erything now even this piano seems a burden to me. I guess all of this is my fault af

good mother when I can't ta