25.dreams
Alfaaz
Feelings that comes back are the feelings which never left...
Amaya was laid their lifeless having a battle with her love and life.
On the other end of door a perfect definition of devastation.
Everyone sat on the chairs in shock umer was with the ladies while the male of mafia surrounded the hospital which was a mafia hospital where every mafia is treated
Nabhan stood near the door folding his hands whereas saadiq was doing the formalities.
Nothing can snatch his love from him, he did a mistake by letting her go for two years but not now.
He came back to win his love and gain her trust. But seeing her smile when she was pain. It pierced his heart seeing her body in blood.
Three bullets, three fucking bullets were shot in her. The ankle was twisted and Amaya was in his arms crying loudly. His Eyes welled up upon seeing her in this state.
The doctors walked out to saadiq as he was the leader. Everyone stood but the doctor gaze fell on nabhan.
"Next 48 hours critical." In a blink of eye he was walled by nabhan who was breathing in rage.
Akram and faris tried to free the poor doctor.
"Where is that ehan?" Nabhan gritted the name of the head doctor there.
"What's the matter nabhan leave him!" Everyone turned to ehan who glared nabhan.
"You were-" Nabhan walked to ehan with fury they both had a face of enemy now. Days when they were classmates.
"I will go and fresh yourself I will look in the matter everyone out please." Ehan ordered eyeing everyone member of family.
"Saadiq sir, did you-"
"He did every thing you just go and check on her." Nabhan cut ehan and pushed him to the door.
Ehan nodded and walked in with his team. Faarid and faaris took everyone out of the hospital and everyone obliged seeing the angery nabhan.
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"ðð©ð¢ðð° ð±ð©ðªð³..." ðð¦ ð±ð¶ððð¦ð¥ ð©ð¦ð³ ðµð° ðµð©ð¦ ð¥ð°ð°ð³ ð£ð¶ðµ ð´ð©ð¦ ð´ðµð°ð±ð±ð¦ð¥
"ðð¦ðµ ð®ð¦-"
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"ðð¦ ð¸ðªðð ð¥ð¦ð¤ð°ð³ð¢ðµð¦ ðµð©ðªð´ ð±ðð¢ð¤ð¦ ðµð°ð¨ð¦ðµð©ð¦ð³ ðð°ð·ð¦." ðð®ð¢ðºð¢ ð¯ð°ð¥ð¥ð¦ð¥ ð®ð¢ð¬ðªð¯ð¨ ð©ðªð® ð¤ð©ð¶ð¤ð¬ðð¦.
"ððªð³ð´ðµ ðð¦ðµ'ð´ ð¦ð¯ð«ð°ðº ðµð©ðªð´ ð®ð°ð®ð¦ð¯ðµ ðð°ð·ð¦ ð¬ð¦ ðð°ð·ð¦ððº." ðð¢ð£ð©ð¢ð¯ ð¤ð©ð¶ð¤ð¬ðð¦ ð°ð±ð¦ð¯ðªð¯ð¨ ð©ðªð´ ð¦ðºð¦ð´ ðµð° ð´ð¦ð¦ ð©ð¦ð³ ð¦ðºð¦ð´ ð°ð¯ ð©ðªð® ð¸ðªðµð© ðð°ð·ð¦ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð³ð¦ð´ð±ð¦ð¤ðµ.
ðð¦ ð©ð¶ð¨ð¨ð¦ð¥ ð©ð¦ð³ ð¯ð¶ð»ð»ððªð¯ð¨ ð©ðªð´ ð§ð¢ð¤ð¦ ðªð¯ ðµð©ð¦ ð¤ð³ð°ð¤ð¬ ð°ð§ ð©ð¦ð³ ð¯ð¦ð¤ð¬. ðð®ð¢ðºð¢ ð´ð®ðªðð¦ð¥ ð©ð°ðð¥ðªð¯ð¨ ð©ðªð® ðªð¯ ð©ð¦ð³ ð¢ð³ð®ð´. ðð©ð¦ðº ð¤ð¢ð¯'ðµ ð´ðµð¢ðº ð¸ðªðµð©ð°ð¶ðµ ð¦ð¢ð¤ð© ð°ðµð©ð¦ð³ ð£ð¶ðµ ð´ð°ð®ð¦ðµðªð®ð¦ð´ ð§ð¢ðµð¦ ðð°ð·ð¦ ðµð° ð±ðð¢ðº ð¸ðªðµð© ðµð©ð¦ ðð°ð·ð¦.
ðð¶ðµ ð ð©ð¦ð¢ð³ð¥ ð®ðº ð§ð¢ðµð©ð¦ð³ ð´ð¢ðºðªð¯ð¨ ðµð©ðªð´ ðð°ð¶ð¥ ð§ð³ð°ð® ðµð¦ð© ð±ð©ð°ð¯ð¦ ðµð©ð¢ðµ:
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Nabhan wipped his tears when ehan Walker out, ehan smiled patting him ð°n shoulder.
"You wife is very strong but due to the effects she will wake up with in 48 hours keep praying and relax the poison on the bullets had an antidote which we had so she is in save stage."
I nodded as ehan was about to walk but I don't know why this doctor was annoying everyone here.
"please go have a bath you don't want her to see you in this state." I ignored his comment and sat on chair trying to think of ways to torture the man who did this.
Yes, akram and mukram were fast enough and zeeshan was the mastermind to drag him to warehouse but still the man was unconscious.
"Nabhan go and change I will stay till you come go."I shook my head gazing the door which was stopping me to see my wife.
We all turned to a girl who ran to ehan who was beyond happy to see the kid.
But the girl stopped upon seeing me a lady clad in abhaya just like Amaya had tried to catch her but failed as the kid walked to me. I frown to see her her grinning.
"You must waiting for someone here right? I am alveera." She stood in front of me. She was beautiful very cute and pretty.
"Nabhan."My voice came out deeper and hoarse. She pout and frowned.
"You need to clean yourself banu!" She glanced the blood stain on my clothes and neck.
"Why? Am I not looking good?"I tilted my head challenging her who stepped forward and wrapped her little arms around my neck.
I glanced ehan was smiling at the kid. I hugged her back.this girl hugged me not thinking about the blood my body had.
"You look good but please have a shower and groom yourself so the one you are waiting for will be happy to see you ready from top to toe."I chuckled at her words.
"Let me say, wear a dark red color shirt and almost black pants with hairs all gelled up looking more handsome just like a hero. But don't you dare be a computation to my father. He is more handsome than you all." She suggested with a smile and talked the way Amaya do.
I nodded and stood with her in my arms. She forward to ehan who picked her while I walked out not before kissing her chubby cheeks she whined making everyone laugh.
Girls are Indeed a blessing to a cursed man.
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I walked in to see everyone in room ammi come in front of me. I looked away to faris who nodded.
"Why are you being so caring to her?" Now I can say they are somewhat suspicious about I and and her.
"Should I really need to answer you this whe-"
"Don't drag and speak before I ask anyone." I rolled my eyes and shut my eyes.
"She was shot because him ammi." We all shot up to faarid who held a stoic face. Faris winked me saying to play along
"You are saying that she is there because me!" I stepped close to him who smirk.
"Not once but twice nabhan twice she came here injured and again was injured because of you. You did it!!you tried to kill my sister." Well he was saying the truth here
"You are saying that I am doing-"
"Do whatever you want to do but never glance my sister this is the last time you helped her family never turn to her or else we both are brothers remember that." I nodded trying hard not to laugh at his stupid threat
"As if I will do as you say." I pushed him and walk pass him. To faris room.
Washing the blood off and changing in clothes I was about to leave when the brothers walked in or say faarid jumped over me.
"I am sorry bro I really am sorry I didn't-"
I pushed him and set my hairs again and walked pass them.
"Don't let anyone come near the house and in an hour the house will be guarded up. I am going to Amaya"
They both chuckle and let me walk  out of the room to hall where in everyone were seated busy with some memories of the child who was in hospital.
Ya Allah let my wife win this battle and slap me tight on face. I smiled walking to my car.
Sometimes realising your mistake and trying to fix it will help you win the battle of love. Remember what srk once said in on shanti om.
Kehte hain agar kisi cheez ko dil se chaho ... to puri kainaat usse tumse milane ki koshish mein lag jaati hain
Translation:
It is saying that if you really desire something from the heart ... then the whole universe will work towards getting you that
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