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Hi ! I'm here with my first OS ! it's based on my favourite couple. The idea just popped up in my mind when I was brushing my teeth one fine morning. So don't hit me with a vase after reading this. I want to thank all those people who liked and commented on my first story in IF !
okay now about dedicating this !
I want to dedicate this to you !
Yes YOU !
you right there!!
Don't look around I'm talking about you ; the one who is reading this.
This is for you :)
Without you!
Zoya caressed her blotted belly. She was sitting on a chair on the bench in their backyard garden. A smiling Asad was also leaning against the table with his arms crossed over his chest. His chocolate brown eyes were filled with love for his beautiful wife who was smiling lovingly at her gigantic stomach.
" I'll call her Zara !"
Zoya said without moving her gaze away from her belly.
"Zara means light in French. But what if it's a baby boy ? "
Asad questioned her in a teasing manner.
" No . I'm sure it'll be a girl. Zara! The light of my life! "
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A frantic Asad rushed into the hospital with a frail Zoya in his arms. He laid her on a stretcher the hospital staff brought.
"Zoya! Stay with me darling!Please! Please open your eyes ! please !"
Asad was pleading helplessly to a feeble Zoya who was slipping in and out of consciousness.
Zoya was quickly taken into the operation theatre. Dilshad and Ayaan had reached the hospital by this time. They were greeted by the sight of a frustrated and frightened Asad pacing before the OT. Ayaan placed a comforting hand on his brother's shoulder assuring him that everything will be fine.
All their attention was suddenly turned to the doctor who came out of the OT. The three of them rushed towards the doctor.
" What happened ?" the doctor enquired.
" she fell from the stairs while .." Before Dilshad could complete her sentence, Asad interrupted suddenly.
"How is she Doctor? Tell me she's fine! " There was desperation in his voice and everyone could tell from the look in his eyes that he was breaking apart from within.
" Look Mr. Khan , her condition is quite critical. Both the mother and the baby is in danger. We can't make any promises but we'll try our best to save both of them. The rest is in God's hands. Have faith Mr. khan." Saying this, the doctor retreated to the OT.
Asad didn't hear anything after the doctor said Danger. His Zoya was in danger ! He was distraught hearing the doctor's words. He collapsed on his knees. Without wasting a second Dilshad took her son in a warm embrace. She was distressed with everything going on. She sent a silent prayer to the Almighty for her daughter in law and her grandchild's well being.
Asad was trying too hard to stay strong. But his mother's embrace triggered the anxiety and dread that was building inside him to burst out. The tears he was holding began to cascade as a dam broke out.
"I want my Zoya back! Please save her Ammi .. please ..."
He begged to his mother like a 5 year old pleading for his favourite toy. Dilshad couldn't bear to see her son broken like this. Silent tears of helplessness rolled out of that mother's eyes.
In the eerie silence of the hospital; Dilshad's sobs were the only sound that echoed in the empty corridor.
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"... we don't have time! ... Everyone speed up... Get me the ...Doctor the heart rate's dec..."
Zoya could hear the slurry voices of the doctors and nurses inside the OT. She was trying too hard to stay awake. Above everything she was twisting with excruciating pain. It was eating her from inside. She was feeling that she'll die any moment from this barbarous pain. She wanted to escape from this torment.
Her baby! Her Angel ! She was pulled back into reality with the thoughts of her baby. she didn't want anything to happen to her Angel. She was ready to die for her Angel. She felt a sudden impulse to shout. To scream at the doctors to save her baby. But her throat refused to cooperate with her as no voice came out.
"save...the... baby !"
she managed to utter these words in a small whisper summoning all her strength. But no one heard her.
"Sa..ve ... myy..."
But the words died out in her throat as she finally surrendered to unconsciousness.
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Zoya was surrounded by nothing but an uneasy darkness. She tried to open her eyes. But her eyelids felt unusually heavy as though someone placed a huge weight on it. She tried again. But it was exhausting and pointless. She began to feel restless. She was tired of trying and she felt like giving up. But suddenly she felt something in her right hand. She felt her heart soar with that touch. She could recognize that touch anywhere. It was his touch! Her Asad's ! His thoughts filled her with a strange happiness and solace.
Asad !! Suddenly her mind was flooded with the horrible memories of her falling and the pain. That reminded her of her baby. Her baby !!!
Asad was sitting next to an unconscious Zoya lying on the hospital bed. He took her right hand in his. A ghost of a smile graced her lips. Zoya opened her eyes slowly.
"As...sad ! " she managed to whisper his name in a hoarse voice. Her voice was weak. It sounded strange to herself.
" Zoya !! "
"Zoya , you are awake !" she could sense alarm and joy in his voice.
"my...angel...??"
"MY BABY ??" she asked again summoning all her strength. Panic was evident in her voice.
He smiled at her and squeezed her hand assuring her.
"she's fine." He said darting his eyes towards the little cradle next to the hospital bed. Calmness spread over her features.
"c..can i... see her? Please ?"
she pleaded in her frail voice. She was struggling to get into a sitting position. Asad got up and helped her sit up. He went near the crib and gently took what appeared like a small bundle carefully into his arms. He was holding the bundle as though it was the most delicate and fragile thing in the whole world.
He placed the small bundle into the waiting arms of an eager Zoya. He didn't miss the look of pure delight in her eyes as she saw her baby's face for the first time. Tears of mere bliss welled up her eyes.
"sh..she..she's beautiful !" she said between her broken sobs.
"My..my ...dear...Zara !"
Zoya was looking at the tiny creature in her arms. She was smiling through her tears.
" I love you. I love you more than anything my little angel !"
She pecked the baby's forehead gently .she turned towards a smiling Asad and asked .
" you'll take care of her; right?"
He looked confused by her question.
" what are you saying Zoya. We both can take care of .." she cut him off before he could finish.
"promise me. Just promise!"
Asad smiled. "I promise."
She was feeling too tired with all the talking and sitting up. She looked exhausted. Asad sensing her weariness took the baby from her hands and placed the baby on the left side of Zoya. He helped Zoya to lay down. Zoya put her left hand protectively around the baby as Asad carefully climbed onto the bed taking care not to disturb the sleeping Zara. Zoya snuggled closer to him.
"I love you Asad." she said drowsily.
" I love you too Zoya ." Asad kissed her temple.
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Asad woke up after some time by the baby's cry. He didn't know when he fell asleep. Not wanting to wake Zoya he took the baby and cradled it to sleep. After placing the baby in the crib, he went to Zoya.
"Zoya !"
Asad called her gently tapping her cheeks.
" wake up sleepyhead."
"Zoya ! wake up sweety !"
He called out to her again. But she refused to open her eyes. A sudden terror gripped his heart.
"Doctor !! DOCTOR !!!!"
Asad screamed his lungs out.
Then for some time the room was abuzz with activities as doctors and nurses rushed in and out of that room. They tried several medical procedures on Zoya ; but nothing could wake her up from her sleep.
The doctors looked at each other in an understanding manner and nodded. One of them came near Asad ; placing a hand on his shoulder the doctor said .
"I'm sorry Mr. Khan! We tried ... . ... . "
Asad couldn't hear what the doctor was saying. Nothing was registering in his mind. He wasn't willing to believe the doctors. He went towards Zoya and began calling out to her. He tried coaxing her to wake up. But she refused to respond. Her angelic face looked dangerously calm and relaxed. She looked so serene and happy as though she was contented.
Hot streams of frustrated tears cascaded down his chiseled cheeks as he cradled Zoya in his arms. Asad sat there; limply on the hospital bed. And there in his arms lay a lifeless Zoya .
She was dead and he was not ready to let her go ...
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So that's it guys ! End of part 1 of my OS ! If you want I'll post part 2 also. Only if you want.
I know it's crap. It didn't come out the way I wanted to and I'm highly disappointed with this. It didn't come out the way I wanted to. Please do let me know if you liked it or not. I know you must probably want to kill me right now for making you read this stupid thing. Sorry for the torture. Hope you'll forgive me. And I'm terribly sorry if I made any blunders !
Love
-kiki :)
P.S : I'm terribly sorry if I offended anyone's feelings with my work.
scrool down for the last part !! 😳
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