𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡

The mind replays what the heart can't delete.

Z A Y N A -

"Baba.!"

A 3 year old girl shouted cutely, her father looked at her and picked up in her arms with a smile.

"Baba ki jaan."

Her father said, kissing the crown of her head. She pouted cutely and looked at her father with her hazel eyes.

"Baba, Wajdan Bhaijaan hame pareshan kar rahe hai, vo keh rahe hai hum chudail jesi dikhti hun."

She complained to her father, he laughed and pulled her in a hug seeing she was already crying.

"Meri Ayna toh bhot pyari hai, Wajdan ki khabar mein lunga."

He said, she nodded.

"Zee?"

A 9 year old boy called out, she turned back and saw her elder brother standing, she huffed her cheeks and turned back. He chuckled and smiled.

"Acha na, Zee maaf bhi kardo, mein toh bas mazak ka raha tha.

He said, she turned back and smiled.

Meanwhile a 1 year old toddler caught their attention who was trying to walk.

"Wajdan Bhai, see ris is tryin to walk."

She said, Wajdan chuckled seeing Haris looking at them cutely.

"Meri jaan his name is Haris not ris."

Zayna looked at him confusingly, she shrugged and looked at their parents who were looking at them with a smile. Their parents came to them.

"Wajdan, Zayna, Haris, aap teeno ek dusre ko hamesha sath rahenge, chahe kuch bhi ho Jaye.

Their Father Alam Abbasi said, the three kids looked at them not understanding his words.

"Wajdan aap bade hai apka farz hai Zayna aur Haris ki hifazat karna."

Their mother Ramsha Abbasi said, Wajdan nodded as he understood their words. She kissed their foreheads and pulled them in a hug. Her eyes were moist, she looked at her husband who smiled at her

"Baba, Mama"

The little girl cried out looking at her parents lying dead. Their bodies were covered with blood. She looked at the man who was holding a gun. He pulled her in her arms and smirked evilly.

"Choro mjhe, mujhe mama baba ke pass jaana hai."

She said crying hysterically.

"Khamosh, tumhare mama baba ab iss duniye mein nahi rahe chalo mere sath."

"Nahi mei-mein nahi j-jaungi, W-wajdan bhai, H-haris kaha h-ha-?"

Before she could complete her sentence she fell unconscious looking at the dead body of her parents and her brother lying unconscious and her younger brother was nowhere at sight.

SHE woke up terrified from the nightmare, her breathings were uneven, shrieking in fear, her body drenched in sweat. Her heart racing and her hands trembling as she tried to catch her breath. The blur memories, terrifying images in her mind.

"Ayna?"

Aahil called out her name when he woke up, she was shivering. She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"Bl-blood."

She said in her uneven breath, Aahil looked at her.

Shit- he realized

She had a nightmare.

"Ayna, look at me."

He softly said moving closer to her while cupping her cheeks. Her eyes were red, tears stains were on her cheeks. She wasn't able to breathe.

"Bl-blood, g-gunshots, wh-who were they?"

She cried, her breaths were going uneven, Aahil pulled her in a hug not knowing what to do. He patted her back. They were in the same position for 20 minutes until she calmed down. Once he realized she was able to breathe, he broke the hug and made her drink water.

She looked at him, she was missing his warmth. He wiped her tears and kissed her forehead.

"Mir, that wa-was a nightmar-"

"Shh! We will talk about this in the morning."

She was cutted by him in the middle, when he said this while keeping her finger on her lips.

"Can I hug you?"

She questioned him hesitantly.

"You don't need to ask for it, Go ahead."

He said looking in her hazel eyes, she didn't realize when he pulled her in a hug. The hug made her calm, this was the hug that she needed at that time and made her feel somewhat comforted and safe.

He realized she fell asleep in his arms, he looked at the face which was having tear stains. He wiped her face and made her lay on the bed.

"I swear Ayna, I will make their life hell, you have suffered so much because of them. I promise you this is the last time you had this nightmare."

He said and kissed her forehead and lay beside her, she was sleeping in her arms, her head on his chest and his hands were on her back. In some time he felt sleepy.

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Next morning zayna woke up and found herself in his arms, she looked at face. He was looking so cute while sleeping. Her cheeks covered with blush remembering the forehead kiss he had given her.

She was smiling at him while looking at him she didn't realise when he woke up. He raised his eyebrows.

"Kisi ko aese nhi dekhna chaiye ayna."

Aahil said while getting up from the bed, Zayna looked at him and smiled.

"Kisi ko nahi aapne shohar ko hi dekh Rahi thi Mir."

Zayna said, looking at him with a smile. He turned back and shook his head. He bit back a smile.

She considers him as her shohar.

The thought made him delighted.

"So you consider me as your husband?"

Aahil questioned her with a raised eyebrow. Zayna smiles at his question.

"Yes, I consider you as my husband, no matter in what circumstances we were married but still this relationship matters to me. You matter to me, I care about you."

She said looking at him, Aahil looked at her with an astounded look. How can someone be this much pure hearted?

He didn't say anything and headed to the washroom. Zayna sighed and got up from the bed and took out her clothes that she had to wear.

She took a deep breath and remembered her nightmare.

"Who was that man? Who was that little girl? Who were they?"

She whispers to herself, she needed to find out why she had this nightmare. Her life is not the same as it looks like. Everytime time she had this nightmare all the images were blurred.

She needed to find out her past.

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Assalamualaikum Readers-

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Okay! I just took out some time to write this chapter and yahh maybe the next update will be on Sunday

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