Chapter 27: ||26.||

•||Ch26: Everything Means Nothing||•

||Zayaan POV||

My eyes were on Mishal when Wasir pulled the trigger. I felt everything around me slowed down and my heart stopped beating. I watched the distance of the bullet and Mishal decreased with my wide eyes and before I could move, suddenly, everything happened so fast.

"Mishal!!" Aabro screamed her name.

Mishal fell on the ground on her stomach when Aabro pushed her and took her bullet. Aabro was hit on her chest and both of them were on ground fighting for their lives.

The sounds of firing brought me out of my numbness and I quickly killed whoever was coming in my way and ran to Mishal. I shot every men who I crossed and dodged every bullet that was coming in my way.

I didn't care about my life because all I was thinking about, was Mishal and her life and if something happened to her then I would never forgive myself. My heart was screaming one name over and over again by beating unevenly.

Mishal!

I found her laying on the ground lifelessly and blood was oozing around, mixing with Aabro's blood. Quickly, I kneeled down beside her and took her in my arms. There was also blood coming out of her forehead and half of her face was covered in blood. I looked up and saw Asad was covering me and killing Wasir's men.

"Asad, pick Aabro and follow me!" I ordered him, quickly.

He nodded his head and quickly picked Aabro in his arms. With Mishal in my arms, I quickly rushed to my car and laid Mishal in the backseat. I took Aabro from Asad's arm and sat her on the passenger seat then turned to Asad who was looking around in alert.

"Take them to the hospital and guard their rooms properly without any carelessness. Do whatever you have to do but I want them live when I reach hospital," I ordered him, quickly and clenched my fists tightly.

Asad wasted no time and quickly pulled the car away from here. Suddenly, a bullet was grazed my hand and hit in the tree. I hissed in pain and quickly hid behind the tree and shot whoever tried to kill him.

In a second, Wasir's men were on the ground lifeless and my men had surrounded Wasir and Alia in a circle. A smirk stretched on my lips on seeing the fear in both of their eyes.

I approached them and stood in front of them. Every men from my team was pointing their guns at them which made Alia to hide behind Wasir. A dark chuckle escaped from my lips as I took pistol from Wasir's hand and tackled him to the ground.

I ignored the screaming of Alia and kept punching him with my injured hand. I punched him for firing at my Mishal. I punched him for using my Mishal to take take a revenge on me. I punched him for that night which changed everything for Mishal and me.

"Take him away from and throw him in the basement," I ordered my men after punching Wasir for the last time and stood up.

"Make sure he don't die in my absence," I added with a smirk in Wasir's direction.

They nodded their heads and took Wasir and Alia to the car after handcuffing their hands. Without wasting my time, I raced to Asad's car and started it. I drove to the hospital in full speed and in the whole way, my heart was silently praying for her life.

Tainu itna main pyaar karaan,

Ik pal vich sau baar karaan,

Tu jaave je mainu chhad ke,

Maut da intezaar karaan.

(I love you so much,

In a moment love you a hundred times,

If you leave me and go,

I’ll wait for death.)

• • •

I drove to the hospital like a madman and breaking all the laws of traffic. The only thing and person on my mind was Mishal, my world. My half world already fell apart when she fell on the ground in front of my eyes. If something happened to her, my world would completely fell apart.

When I reached to the hospital, I climbed out of my car and raced inside without locking it and turning the ignition off. The receptionist quickly directed me before I asked her. When I reached near the operation theater, I saw amma bi sitting there with her hands raised in front of her, praying for Mishal.

“Amma bi…,” I called her, once I approached her.

She opened her eyes and looked at me with tears flowing through her eyes. She was looking so fragile which cracked my heart. I hated seeing amma bi crying. I bent down and wrapped my arms around her. She cried in my arms for Mishal. I knew she loved Mishal more than she loved me which I always liked about their bond.

“She will be OK, amma bi. She has to, for us,” I whispered to her but more than to myself.

The door of operation theater opened and a doctor came out, followed by a nurse. I pulled myself away from amma bi slowly and stood straight. Amma bi quickly stood up beside me when they approached us.

“Is she going to be OK?” I asked her, quickly.

She looked at us hesitantly before answering,

“I can't say anything right now. Aabro’s operation is still going but Mishal…,”

“What about her?” I asked her, quickly and prayed silently.

“I can't say much but you have to sign few papers. All I can say her life is at stake. Please pray for her and the baby,” She told her and asked the nurse to handed me papers.

Everything around me became numb, all I could hear was the sound of my beating heart and my breath. Nurse handed me few papers and a pen. I read them quickly and signed them.

Amma bi sat back on chair and was praying again. I rubbed my face and tried to control my breath and beating of heart. I heard Adhaan and quickly followed the voice. It led me to the near mosque. I quickly did ablution and offered prayer.

After offering, I spread my shaking hands in front of me and prayed for Mishal. A tear flowed from my eyes. It was due to the fear, fear of losing her. A hand was placed on my shoulder and squeezed it gently.

“He will listen to you, son. He never sends anyone empty-handed from His door!”

I looked up at the old man with white turban on his head. I quickly wiped the lone tear.

“But last time, He didn't listen me!”

“Last time, He listened you! When you ask for the happiness of your brother! Your brother is happy and will be more happy when he comes back to take what's his soon, very soon, son!”

I didn't understand what he was saying. How could my brother come back when he was already dead. At this time, all of my senses were blocked and waiting for Mishal to unblock them.

“This time He will listen to you again and bring back the life of your heart!”

With this he left me in confusion but I prayed whatever he said was true because I badly wanted the life of my heart back.

After praying, I returned back to the hospital and waited impatiently outside the operation theater. My family was also present there and waited for the doctor to come out and give us news.

After what felt like hours, doctor emerged out of the room and stopped in front of us. She removed her mask and met our eyes one by one before saying,

“I am sorry!”

• • •

I breathed out heavily and let the water washed all the scent of cemetery. That was the place which I both loved and hated or feared. The place where all our beloved was buried.

With a heavy sigh, I turned off the shower and quickly wore my clothes after drying myself. I picked my phone and keys from the table and walked out of my house to my car with a heavy and thumping heart.

I drove back to where the light and life of my heart was. I parked my car and quickly went inside to see her. I stopped once I reached where she was kept. I glanced at her from the window and put my hand on it. She was looking so fragile, pale and weak.

"Go and see her!"

I saw the reflection of amma bi from the window as she stood behind and placed her hand on my shoulder.

"She will not like me and hate me," I told her, quietly.

"Just go inside," She ordered me, sternly.

I turned to deny her but one stern glance of her told me if I didn't go inside to see her then God had to help me. I pressed my lips together and nodded my head slowly before walking inside her room.

On sensing my presence, her eyes opened slowly and looked at me. Her innocent eyes paralyzed me and it was like she was directly staring at my soul but they were dull and lifeless like when I first saw her.

"When are you going to leave me?" She asked me in a quiet whisper.

I was left in shock by her question and it angered me. How could she think that I would leave her when she had my heart in her hand.

I fisted my hands and strode towards her with clenching jaw. I put my fists on either sides of her and looked in her eyes. I felt her breath hitch and the matching which was showing her heart beat was beeping fast.

"Who give you right to tell me this?" I asked her, slowly and lowly.

She looked at me nervously before looking away and gulped.

"I- the reason why you married me is no more and never will happen...," She whispered, nervous and her voice was wavering.

"The reason why I married you isn't that baby. Are you blind to see I married you only because I was and am in love with you," I told her, angrily and grabbed her chin before pressing my lips against hers.

"And I will give you the same reason to stay with me, only if you allow me," I whispered after pulling away and pressed my lips against her forehead with smile.

I would not be hesitate to have kids with her if that was going to stop her but only if she would allow me.

Is it too late you tell you that,

Everything means nothing if I can't have you?

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