Raina is back

Amaan felt helpless for the second time in his life, first when Raina died and he couldn't comprehend what he should do to stop what was going to happen. Without waiting next second he sprinted towards his car waiting outside the airport and drove, leaving the driver behind. Seeing his young master in haste, he had to call Salar and inform him.

While driving, he got Asmaira's location and immediately hit the accelerator, leaving his neighboring cars immediately jerking suddenly. As per the navigation, it would take him 40mins to reach the destination and he doesn't want to imagine what will happen if he is late by any chance.

When Salar got to know about Amaan's antics, he immediately called him, however, his number was constantly busy, on the other hand Amaan was frantically dialling Asmaira's number.

30 minutes away, Amaan was honking at the cars like a madman, earning furious glare from the neighboring passengers besides, he had other matters which required his attention.

20 minutes away, "Please God, I will do anything, just let Asmaira and my child be safe, this is all my fault. I hurt her and now I am paying, please punish me, but not my child", Amaan pleaded anxiously.

10 minutes away, "Amaan, why weren't you answering my calls?", Salar said while his voice couldn't hide his concern for his son.

"Dad, something happened to Asmaira, I can't talk now, will call you back", with that he disconnected the call. He couldn't tell Salar about what Asmaira was up to.

"Mrs Hashmi, your reports are out, the doctor wants to meet you", one of the nurse called out Asmaira.

"This seems to be your first pregnancy, you never mentioned before", the doctor raised her eyebrow questioning Asmaira.

"Yes, I am not prepared for it right now",

"Well, if that's what you want, I will give you the pill, take whenever you are ready for it. It will hurt a bit, but in case you can't manage the pain, then I suggest you to immediately come to the hospital", with that she dismissed Asmaira.

Holding the pill in her shaky hand, Asmaira was staring at it. Although she had given a thought about her decision, she couldn't drag her hand towards her mouth. She was seconds away from doing what she intended to do, however, her conscience was stabbing her.

How could you kill your own child, for your mistake you can let your child pay?

She closed her eyes, letting her tears fall and imagine Kabir.

I was never meant to be a mother, my salvation from my guilt was being only Kabir's mother and not to dream about having my own kids. I can't force Amaan to love him because of my child. I can't betray my sister's soul and live happily.

Remembering Amaan's dimple smile, brought a sense of serenity in her chaotic mind. She immediately grabbed her phone to see if he read her message, however, she noticed a number of missed calls from not only Amaan but Fariya too.

Without a second thought, she called Amaan who was 5 minutes away from her. When Amaan's phone vibrated, he immediately answered without looking at the id, at the same time he missed to notice a speeding trunk coming from the other side of the junction.

"Hello", he said while panting.

When Asmaira was about to reply, at the same time Amaan took a sharp turn, making the tire skid on the slippery road. He lost control over his car and as he was driving at a high speed, he couldn't manage to push the brake to stop the car. All Asmaira could hear on the other side of the phone was a bang sound and the line went dead.

"Amaan", was all she could say before passing out.

Why does my body hurt so much, what's that annoying noise I hear? Amaan tried to open his eyes, but he felt as if his mind and body lost its coordination. Manning all his strength, he opened his eyes and saw himself lying on the grass.

With the support of his weak arms, he tried to sit up and notice his surroundings.

Why does this place look so familiar? He thought.

He looked around and noticed he was in a park, a familiar park, which he was not able to recollect. Gradually he stood on his feeble legs. He caught a glimpse of someone who was sitting on a bench at a distance with their back towards Amaan. Upon looking closely, he noticed it was a woman in a white dress with her silky hair flowing with the wind.

As if on a cue, she turned around and Amaan's breath halted.

"Raina", he said more as a whisper. He blinked rapidly to confirm whether it was real or his imagination.

She waved towards him and gestured to him to sit beside her. By the time he was out of his confusion, he noticed he was already in front of her. She smiled, looking at his confused expression.

"Can't believe it's me?", she said with her charismatic smile.

There were thousands of questions running in Amaan's mind, but out of everything he asked, "Where are we?".

She frowned, noting he couldn't remember the place, but chose to answer him, "it's the same park where you proposed to me after I left my parent's house".

"Oh, that's why it looked familiar". He replied.

There was an awkward silence between them. Amaan couldn't help but look at Raina who was looking at a distance and was silent.

"Why are we here?", he finally couldn't help but ask.

"Well, you should tell me that, why are we here?", Raina replied, still not looking at him.

She looks the same, beautiful. Amaan thought with a smile.

When he raised his hand to caress her face, he heard a voice coming from a distance. It sounded like someone was crying.

"You want to know who is crying?", Raina asked, observing his distraction.

"I don't know, it just sound so familiar, as if I know that voice", as he said that, he felt something wet on his face. He realized it was a tear.

"Am I crying?", he asked, looking at the tear fall on his finger.

"No, she is", was the response he got.

"Who?".

"Whom you love", Raina replied, now directly staring at him. Her penetrating gaze was searching for something in him

"But I love you", Amaan was more than confused now.

Raina scooted closer to Amaan. She held his hands in hers and said with a soft smile, "You loved me, now you love her".

Amaan was looking at their joint hand and then at her.

He was again distracted by that voice again. This time it was explicit. He could make out the words, "sorry......don't leave me.........I need you....our child needs you".

He turned around to see Raina smiling at him again.

"Will you leave me again?" he asked her in a pleading tone to which Raina shook her head, but next moment she said, "I never left you".

"Whose voice is that?", he asked to keep the conversation continue.

"Asmaira", what he heard Raina say.

When he heard Asmaira's name, he stiffened.

"I am sorry Raina, I never meant to hurt her that night, I don't know what came over me and.....". Raina interrupted Amaan by placing her finger on his lips.

"You love her Amaan".

"You fell for her, you fell for her innocence, you fell for her selflessness and more to say, you fell for what she is". Raina added.

"But I hurt her, she hates me now. It hurts to see her suffer because of me", Amaan said while lost in his thoughts.

"Listen to her voice carefully, you will get your answers", with that she stood and started walking.

"Where are you going?" Amaan also stood and tried to hold her hand, but the more he walked, the more she was far.

"It's time for me", Raina said and stood looking at Amaan.

"But you said you would never leave me" to which she replied, "I am always there", she placed her hand on the left side of his chest.

His surroundings started spinning and he noticed Raina was fading. The more he tried to hold her for one last time, the higher the distant voice was sounding, "I love you, please don't leave me". He was feeling breathless and his vision started to blur and before he could pass out, he heard Raina's voice, "I love you Amaan".

"I won't come near you. I will stay away, I promise, but please don't leave me. Not for me, atleast for our child, please", Asmaira was sobbing holding Amaan's hand.

She felt she was responsible for Amaan's critical condition when she came to know he was driving to meet her.

"I can live with your hatred, but I can't live without you", She kissed back on his hand which was covered in bandages.

"Raina also must have hated me and left me as a punishment, now you also hate me, but please don't leave me. I will die if something happens to you".

"And I will break your legs if you hurt yourself", Amaan said in a hoarse voice while coughing lightly due to the strain on his dry throat.

Asmaira immediately raised her head to see Amaan smirking at her. She stood and said, "I am sorry, I didn't mean to...............", her words were cut in between when Amaan grabbed her from her neck and smashed his lips on hers.

"And I love you too", Amaan said after breaking the kiss, making Asmaira's cheek flushed.

"Raina", Asmaira had to scream at the toddler who was crawling at a speed astonishing Asmaira.

"Raina Amaan Hashmi, you better pray, I don't catch you, nobody is gonna save you this time", Asmaira was feeling breathless trying to catch up with the toddler.

"And who is going to punish my baby girl", Amaan entered the room and noticing her father Raina crawled towards him.

"Her mother, do you have any problem?", Asmaira puffs while slouching on the couch.

"In Fact I do", Amaan said not before yelling, "AMBER".

Asmaira noticed Amaan was in a bad mood and she started recollecting whether, she did anything wrong that upset him. When Amber came, Amaan kissed Raina on her forehead and said, "take the kids with you, I need to talk to Asmaira", without breaking the stare.

"Amaan, are you angry at me?", Asmaira stammered seeing his indifferent behavior.

He didn't say anything while marching towards Asmaira, who seems to be alert. Before Asmaira could react, Amaan started dragging her out of the room.

"Amaan, please tell me what happened?", she got scared with his sudden change in mood.

She noticed he was taking her towards their room and when they entered it was pitch black. She started trembling with the fear, however, the next second the lights were turned on and she saw the room was decorated with flowers and scented candles.

She turned towards Amaan, who was till now observing her emotions, which changed from fear to surprise. He held her hand and walked her towards the balcony. Asmaira was overwhelmed to see there was a table for two with a three tier cake on it. Amaan hugged her from behind and whispered, "Happy birthday Aashi".

Asmaira couldn't hold back her tears, but manage to say, "Thank you, this is the best gift".

"Now that you like my gift, how about a return gift for me?", Amaan said while turning her around and pulling her closer by her waist.

"Returned gift?", Amaan chuckled, seeing her confused face.

"Yes, how about making twin babies tonight?", Amaan whispered in her ear making her blush immediately.

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The end.