When We Were Perfect

I got to know that I am still alive

Such tenacity is there in this moment

Where was this moment of mine

Now it's in front

Should I die or live a little….

Previously, 

"I just want to be happy after all this but fairytales aren't for everyone!" Daniel smiled sadly, placing a peck on her wrinkled forehead.

Vahide patted her shoulder.

"We all live a fairytale Daniel, it's just sometimes the road to happily ever after is a bit longer than the others!"

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Seven weeks passed by slowly but progressively and before anyone knew Ozan started to gain health. His posture started to get stronger with each passing day, long gone were his hollow cheeks and dark circles instead his cheeks were starting to get chubby.. His face was once again bright and lively.

Daniel remembered the day when Ozan vomited and fainted while playing with him, all hell broke loose that day with nurses and doctors rushing in and out trying to stabilise him. He felt like dying watching the doctors working on him from the window but even more surprising was Amy who slumped on the ground and begged God to save their son. It was on that day he realized that Amy had indeed realized his mistake for neglecting Ozan and was feeling the same pain as him as any other parent should feel.

Thankfully the doctors were able to stabilise Ozan and for one week, he was watched closely in the ICU. It wasn't until the end of the first week that a miracle happened, it was like all their prayers were answered.

Ozan started to gain strength , the infection in his stomach was clearing out. Breastfeeding really did benefit a lot, his immunity was getting better because of his stomach accepting juices and milk. Daniel recalled the happy day, when Ozan ran to him smiling one day when he entered his room. He was getting lively and wasn't unnecessarily sleepy. So far he was much better than before, the infection was still there but the doctor was more than helpful that it will get off soon. It was such a pleasant sight to watch his son gaining his strength and health back day by day, getting into his size like other children, though not fat much but still considerable after what he has been through.

The only thing now getting on his nerves was Amy's closeness with their son, in these weeks Ozan had grown attached with his mother so much that Daniel was one as Silas termed it 'being jealous' and secondly he was worried that Amy's off and on behaviour would break his little heart in the future.

But to his surprise, Amy was a momma bear, always near him, getting him new stuff, playing and reading him stories. In these weeks she has acted as a wonderful mother to say the least. Never could anyone say that she came into Ozan's life nearly two months ago. It was like she was here from the start, asking him everyday about Ozan's liking, even bringing Martha to ask how to soothe and bathe him in a better way. Waking up at odd hours of the night to feed him, taking care of his medicines, not allowing anyone a foot near him till he gets healthy except for Daniel of course.

It was unnerving to him that she was even taking his time with Ozan but he could understand where she was coming from, she has already missed a lot of his toddler life and didn't want to miss anything from now on but could anyone blame him for getting jealous, it was just him and Ozan most of the time and now they had to share that time with Amy too. At one point, Daniel started to get emotional that Ozan might not love him the way he did before but he was proved wrong when he had to leave for an emergency meeting in his office for two hours. Hadn't it been Amy assuring him that Ozan was sleeping and would be okay he would have never left!

But he came back two hours later only to see a dishevelled Amy on the verge of crying and a whimpering Ozan. As soon as he saw his father, he instantly hugged his legs saying how much he missed his daddy and wanted to be with him. That moment he realised that Ozan would always be a daddy's boy but he needed both his parents and as long as Ozan was getting the love and happiness he deserved, Daniel was content.

Long gone was the sophisticated and working Amy who was always rushing to her work and cases. She would always be in clothes covered with baby lotions, powders and milk sometimes but she could care less at the moment. She was trying to be perfect and less messy. Now in front of everyone was an overprotective and hysterical mother who was more than determined to win her son back and she did. Amy Saritas was indeed becoming a promising mother who would fight any storm for his son. It didn't take long for Daniel to realize that she was willing to change and had changed quite a lot. There was determination in her eyes and he felt relaxed and delighted to know that she fully accepted her role as a mother. Ozan did deserve this from the start, at least his son would get the childhood he had longed for. A loving father and mother, the way he wanted to for him to experience parental love. A burden was lifted from his shoulder.

During these days, there was no argument between Amy and Daniel. Both were busy taking care of Ozan and praying for his health. There were little talks here and there about Ozan and his progress, nothing less and nothing more. Daniel would always curtly reply to her

Daniel was always on guard near her; he had accepted her as the mother of his child. That was all and he wished that it continued in a promising way for all of them. There wasn't any chance of going back now, it was better to go with the flow. He was trying this all for his son.

Right now they both were sitting in front of Dr Bursin's desk, anxiously waiting for the results of the tests. An uncomfortable silence surrounding them as Amy fiddled with her fingers in her laps, licking her dry lips. Daniel was drumming his fingers on the desk, rubbing his light stubble, a part of him hopeful while the other was dreadful. Amy sighed, 

"The results will be good, he has improved a lot these days," Amy said in a reassuring way or more like reassured herself.

Daniel only hummed in response, lost in his own anxiety.

Dr Bursin emerged from behind the door, his face not giving away any expression as he sat in his chair placing a blue coloured file on the table.

"Good evening Mr and Mrs Saritas!" He greeted, fixing his spectacles. Daniel gaped at him inwardly with an incredulous expression, here he was dying of half tension and anxiety and he was greeting them like they were here on a family lunch. Before Daniel could start, Amy beat him to it.

"What are the results!" Amy rushed, sweat covering her forehead.

"Well, congratulations to you both, the results are good!" The doctor announced with a smile. Amy and Daniel both exhaled a sigh of relief.

"95% of his infection is removed and for the remaining ten per cent he will be on medication for a few months. His stomach is now healthy and he isn't under the weight anymore. I am happy to say that breastfeeding and antibiotic treatment cured your son, he is healthy enough to be discharged and can go home!" Daniel's eyes turned misty but he was quick to vacuum his tears in.

Amy turned to Daniel with tears in her eyes and circled his neck hugging him close, making his eyes go wide.

"Daniel, did you hear he is fine? We can take him home!" She said in a quivering tone, a tear or two fell from her eyes on his shoulder. He gulped, not hugging her back as the same soothing vanilla scent hit his nostrils.

The doctor coughed a bit to get their attention, Daniel abruptly pulled back straightening his shirt making Amy realize that he hugged him like that in front of the doctor. A tint of red covered her cheeks.

"Congratulations to you again but you have to take care of his diet and medicines. Moreover, you need to bring him weekly for checkups!" The doctor said closing the file.

"Thank you so much Doctor, I really couldn't thank you enough for what you and your team have done and I apologise for my aggressive behaviour during the early days!" Daniel said in a humbled way.

"I can understand what you were going through, you don't need to apologise or give thanks. It was our duty!" The doctor smiled at the couple.

"Are you sure, we can take him home!" Amy said in a low voice, wiping her tears.

To be continued.....