49: for me, for us

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AUTHOR'S POV:

Malaika and Noor were in the kitchen, they just left Aaliyna a few instants back as they wanted to have some water to quech their thirst, they were downstairs when they heard Aaliyana wailing. They rushed upstairs towards the room.

AALIYANA'S POV

"Zaviyaarrrrrrr," I screamed and woke up from my sleep. I had a nightmare, they were taking Zaviyaar away from me. Does it mean that he'll leave me alone forever? No Aaliyana. How can you even think that he loves you? I shut my eyes close, to ease my situation when I saw Malaika and Noor arriving inside the room.

"Aaliyana are you okay?" they asked in unison their voice had concern for me.

My mind was occupied by thoughts.

"It's all because of me," I cried. Dream flashed in front of my eyes.

"Aaliyana kya Howa ais Tarah kyu ro Rahi ho. Bhai theek hojain gaye," Malaika said.

(Aaliyana, what happened? Why are you crying? Zaviyaar will be okay.)

Controlling my tears wasn't under my authority anymore.

"Aaliyana mujhe batao Kal kya Howa tha. The last thing you told us was that you were leaving for his office. After that what happened?" Noor questioned wiping my tears.

(Aaliyana tell me what happened yesterday?)

"I--I sa-saw lub-na," I stopped.

"That bitch. What did she do?" Malaika asked.

"S-she w-was," the pace of my tears increased, and I couldn't complete my sentence. I held my head in my hands, hid my face with my hands, and continued sobbing, that scene and the dream were flashing in front of my eyes.

"Bas Aaliyana rona band karo. Just imagine what how would Zaviyaar feel when he saw you like this," Noor said hugging me.

(Stop crying Aaliyana.)

"Drink this water. Take a deep breath, and tell us what happened, " Malaika said

After drinking water I told them what happened.

"It's all my fault. Zaviyaar is in the hospital it's all because of me." I said.

"Aaliyana don't worry. Bhai theek hojain gaye," Malaika said hugging me, I'm the cause of her brother's condition and here she's hugging me calming me down.

(He'll be fine.)

"Hn Aaliyana tum dekhana Zaviyaar theek hote hi tumhara pouche ga," Noor said, I think maybe he won't even ask about me. I told him to leave me.

What if he leaves me or divorces me? No, no that's not possible. I can't live without him.

I passed a broken smile because I didn't know why but I thought zaviyaar wouldn't forgive me easily. I didn't even trust him. Aaliyana you deserve it.

"Let's go to the hospital," I said.

"First, you need to eat something," they said. I didn't have any desire to eat but I knew they wouldn't agree if I told them that I didn't want to eat, so I agreed on eating.

We three ate our meal, it was hard for me to eat the meal. It wasn't going down. They kept on telling me good things, so it could light up my mood but nothing was helping. We left after eating. Soon we reached the hospital.

I went towards Zayyan and asked him about Zaviyaar's condition and he informed me that doctors weren't telling anything. I felt tears pooling in my eyes. After a while, I saw the doctor coming out of the ICU.

"We have performed the surgery, but still we can't say anything if he wakes up within two hours then it would be good but if doesn't it could lead to a coma," the doctor informed us. I could feel my heart in my throat.

"Zaviyaar you promised me that you'd be back," I whispered to no one but myself.

"Doctor, can I please meet him?" I requested, I was expecting a denial, but he agreed.

I entered the ICU, my heart could explode any second, and different machines were connected to him. Cardiac monitoring devices were monitoring his heartbeat. A grip was attached to his hand.

A pulse oximeter was attached to his finger, which was measuring the saturation of oxygen in red blood cells. A Holter monitor told about his heartbeat and blood pressure. An oxygen mask provided him with the oxygen he needed.

I moved towards him. I didn't know what to do.

"Zaviyaar," I called him as if he could hear me, tears formed in my eyes because I was helpless.

"You need to fight for me, for us. Zaviyaar jaldi see theek hojao. We have to plan our future together. You said living without me is the same as living without any motive, then how will I live without you," I cried.

(Just get well soon.)

"Okay, I promise I won't cry. Kese raho ke apke beghair, bas aik bar wapis ajao, I'll never let you go," I wiped my tears and moved out as I couldn't take it anymore.

(How will I live without you?)

Malaika, Noor, Daniyal, Zayyan, and I were sitting on chairs provided in the corridor of the quiet hospital. Mama, Baba, and Ahmed bhai went back home as we didn't want to tire them. Dad took Mom back home as he didn't want her to take more stress.

My head leaned against the wall, with my eyes closed. Zaviyaar's picture flashed into my brain. His words echoed.

"I'm fighting for you, for us."

Alone tear escaped my eye and streamed down my cheek. I quickly wiped it off as it reminded me of my promise to Zaviyaar. The doctor's voice made me open my eyes.

"The patient is finally out of danger. I must say he's a fighter. Well, he'll be under observation for the next few hours." The doctor delivered us the good news.

Everyone felt relieved. I smiled a genuine smile after a while. I wanted him to be and he was okay. He was fine. I could not thank Allah enough. I had happy tears in my eyes. I got my Zaviyaar back. I held my pendant which had his ring in it.

"Dekha Maine kaha tha na Zaviyaar theek hojaye ga," I didn't realize I was crying until she wiped my tears.

(Told you he will be just okay.)

"Pagal, roo kyu rahi ho?" Malaika said. I smiled.

(Are you mad why are you crying?)

Everyone went back home excluding me and Zayyan as the doctors told us that they wouldn't be allowing anyone to encounter him for the next few hours. Everyone wanted me to go back, but I stayed.

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It's been 3 hours and I've been waiting for the doctor to inform us when we'll get to meet him. Am I being impatient? Yes, and I don't care.

"Bhabhi, do you want to eat anything?" Zayyan questioned.

"No, but you should get something for yourself from the cafeteria, you haven't eaten anything," I advised him. He nodded and left. Soon he came back with a sandwich, which reminded me of our trip to Paris.

FLASHBACK:

Zaviyaar and I were roaming through the streets of Paris, and I saw a bakery. We went inside and I ordered a sandwich, which looked appetizing, Zaviyaar told me not to order that but I didn't listen to him and ordered it. We left the bakery, I took a bite of time, and I regretted it instantly. Zaviyaar was controlling his laugh as he knew I wouldn't like it. I lightly hit his bicep.

"I didn't do anything, sweetheart," he teased. I huffed and increased my pace. A voice broke my trance.

"The patient has been shifted to the general ward. You can meet him." the doctor informed us.

I was entering the ward with trembling hands. I felt weak in my legs. My throat dried. I was walking with Zayyan when we entered the ward. I saw Zaviyaar lying there unconsciously, but this time there weren't that many machines attached to him but he still had several bandages all over his body. He had this big bandage on his head. I felt my chin wobbling. I didn't want to cry but I couldn't help it and Zayyan saw me.

"Bhabhi don't cry look Bhai is fine just because he had your love with him," he said while giving me a brotherly side hug.

I went near and held his hand. How could I see you like this? How can anyone see the person they love the most like this? This vulnerable? I started crying. I didn't realize my tears were falling on his hand.

"I'm sorry Zaviyaar. I'm sorry." I cried.

I felt him moving. I left his hand. I looked at him. He stirred. Then he slowly opened his eyes. His blackish orbs meet my brownish ones. The eye contact I never want to break. I was melting under his gaze. I was with my home the person who is my comfort. The person I love the most.

His eyes had hurt. I know he was hurt by me. He looked away breaking the eye contact. Tears were still streaming down my face. I sniffed. He looked at me and wiped my tears with his right hand because the left one had plaster on it.

"Don't cry," he said while looking at me. I felt peace. I felt someone returned my heart to me.

"Let me call the doctor," I informed coming out of the ward. I don't where Zayyan went. Coming out I saw everyone there. They requested the hospital staff to let them meet Zaviyaar all at once, and they agreed. I told them Zaviyaar had accumulated his consciousness. Hearing this everyone entered the ward. I was the last one to join them.

I still can't think of everything going back to normal between us because after what I did it's difficult.

"Zaviyaar ye sab kese howa? Tum tu kabhi over speeding nhi karte," Mom asked him.

(How did it happen? You never over speed.)

I felt his gaze on me. He was looking at me with an expression of hurt. It happened because of me. I felt tears in my eyes.

"Mom, brakes got failed," he replied.

"Chalo koi nhi tum theek ho ye sabse bari hai. Allah ne tumhe dosri Zindagi di hai," Mom said caressing her hair, and then kissing it.

(It's okay, all that matters that you are okay. You are living your second life.)

Everyone talked to him and we all the room as we were told by the doctor to do so. Zayyan and Ahmed Bhai stayed with him, they sent us home. Zaviyaar will be coming back by tomorrow.

ZAVIYAAR'S POV:

It's been two days since I reclaimed my consciousness. We returned home today in the morning. I'm feeling a lot finer. Talking about Aaliyana. We didn't have a proper conversation. When I earned my consciousness she sat beside me crying and apologizing.

I was heartbroken after seeing her gapes. I know she has been crying for the past day. I simply wiped her tears. It was shattering my heart.

I was hurt after all she accused me of something which I never did and I never planned on doing. Me cheating that too on her, me leaving her, that ain't happening.

I've decided I'll make her realize her mistake. How'll I do it? I've my ways. She's still wearing that ring it makes me happy that she wants to give us a chance. Furthermore, I have seen her wearing my ring on her pendant. I can never stop loving her.

"Zaviyaar. come and have your lunch," she called me.

At first, they weren't allowing me to come downstairs as they said that I should use more energy but I denied it because I don't want to sit in my room all day. I didn't reply to her simply went downstairs.

Soon Aaliyana joined us.

"Your phophu will be visiting us today," Mom informed us, ugh not again because I knew she would do nothing but blame Aaliyana for my accident. This isn't her fault. I should've driven carefully.

I shouldn't have looked at my phone. Aaliyana was gazing at me from time to time. No one replied to Mom because we all know what phophu will do.

"Zaviyaar, tabiyat kesi hai?" Mom asked. I nodded indicating, I was fine.

(How are you Zaviyaar?)

"Tumhe pata hai, Aaliyana kitni pershan this jab tum hospital main the. Tum aiski hi duaon ki waja see theek howe ho," Mom said.

(If are all fine and good it's because of Aaliyana's prayers. She was a bit too worried about you.)

I smiled at her and gazed at Aaliyana who was already looking at me, I adverted my gaze. We finished the lunch and were all sitting in the hall, catching up on things. But then we heard my phophu.

"Zaviyaar kahan hai mera bacha. Kya hogaya tha Meray Bache ko," she said dramatically.

(Zaviyaar where are you my kid? What happened my kid?)

Here we go again.

"Arrey Nighat Kuch nhi Howa tha. Bas accident hogya tha. Ab kafi bhetar hai Zaviyaar," Dad calmed her down.

(Nighat, it's nothing. It was just an accident Zaviyaar is a lot better now.)

"Bhai kesa chota accident. Mujhe Lubna ne batya tha ke khatarnak accident Howa hai." she said.

(It wasn't a small accident. Lubna told it was a dangerous one.)

The mention of Lubna's name made my blood boil. She is the root of all the misconceptions between me and Aaliyana. I simply listened to her because we knew where was this going.

"Ye ais ki waja se Howa Hoga Maine tu phele hi kaha tha Lubna se Shaadi karwa do. Bohut khayal aur Pyaar se rakhe gi lakin kahan suni ap logon ne meri," phophu said while pointing to Aaliyana as she was coming out of the kitchen.

(It all happened because of her. I had asked you earlier to marry off Zaviyaar with Lubna. She would have taken care of him.)

She didn't say anything. She was standing, with her head tugged down. I hope she isn't crying.

"Nighat ais main Aaliyana ki kya galti howi. Zaviyaar ki laper-wahi ki waja se accident howa tha," my Mom cleared.

(Nighat, Aaliyana has nothing to do with the accident. It happened because of Zaviyaar's carelessness.)

"Nhi Bhabhi ab samj nhi arhi. Ais Tarah ki larkiyan aisi hi hoti hain ye nhi bhasti apna ghar. Ab dekho kis Tarah khari hogai hai ye nhi ke koi Ghar aya hai Pani hi pilla du," phophu scolded her.

(No, you aren't understanding. These types of girls never settle their houses. They are ill-mannered.)

My blood was boiling. I wanted to kick her out of this house. How could she talk about her like this, that too in front of everyone? I was about to say something when Mom stopped as it would do nothing but worsen the situation.

"Phophu Bhabhi ki koi galti nhi hai ais main," Zayyan said.

(Aaliyana isn't at fault.)

Aaliyana looked at him with her bloodshot red teary eyes. I knew she was crying.

"Aaliyana beta ap apne kamre main jao," Dad said and she left the hall and went upstairs. I went behind her because I can't attend to this shit.

(You go to your room Aaliyana.)

I entered the room she was nowhere. I looked into the closet and in the washroom. She was nowhere. Then I heard sobbing sounds from the balcony. I went to the balcony to see the heartbreaking sight. Aaliyana was sitting hugging her knees.

"Look Aaliyana what've you done? It's all because of you. You wanted Zaviyaar to go away. Now see he didn't even say anything to Phupho. Obviously, how could I expect him to defend me when I myself told him to leave me," she said to herself.

I wanted to go and hug her tight and tell her that I'll always be there for but for now, I'm not in a state of doing this. I stepped back from the balcony went out of the room and entered the room making a sound so that she could hear I was in the room. Soon she came from the balcony didn't even look at me and went to the washroom.

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