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Chapter 16
Zoya was allowed to travel in the ambulance and she held onto his hand not letting go fearing the worst. She felt as if he could hear all that was happening around him so kept her hold on his hand tight enough for him to realize that she was with him and she softly kept repeating that she loved him.
She saw the medics attending to him cleaning his wounds and in no time she felt the ambulance come to a halt. She realized they were at the hospital and quickly got off still holding his hand. Asad was rushed into the emergency where the doctors examined him and told the nurse to take him into the operation theater. As soon as Zoya heard that, she asked the doctor if Asad was very serious. The doctor saw how frightened she was and he gently pats her shoulder trying to calm her down.
"Don't worry he should be ok. We will be running a few tests on him and we need to get him out of the dirty clothes and then stitch his wound too. Right?" He said gently and Zoya nodded. Zoya was told to fill up forms and complete the formalities for Asad's treatment. She had been sitting outside the OT where Asad was and had been silently praying to the Almighty to help him recover soon. She didn't know how long she had been sitting there but she felt a hand on her shoulder. She opened her eyes and saw Anwar, Zeenat, Dilshaad and Najma. She looked at all of them and tears rolled down her eyes. She launched herself into her Aapi's arms and cried uncontrollably. In-between her hiccups she told them what all happened at the caf and then looked up at her and asked how they all came here.
"I received a call from your cell and was informed that there had been a fight involving a boy and girl in the parking of the caf and that maybe the phone belonged to one of them. Before we could think of a way of finding out anything, I received another call from the police station informing us about Akram's arrest but that he and his men had attacked you two at the caf. We were given the details about the hospital and asked to reach immediately as Asad had been severely injured and you were in a mess."
Dilshaad step forward and pulled Zoya towards her asking how Asad was. Zoya lowered her eyes and apologized.
"I'm sorry Phoophi. All this happened because of me. I'm so sorry."
"Zoya whatever has happened has happened I just want to know how my son is."
Zoya looked at Dilshaad shocked at her tone "He's in the OT. He was hit with something on his head and has a deep cut the doctors are stitching his wound. They have run a number of tests on him and most of the test reports are ok but they are still waiting for a few more to come." Zoya finished in a low voice. She was still shocked as never in the last 6 months had she heard Dilshaad raise her voice with anyone. She felt tears brimming in her eyes again and in a whisper she told Zeenat that she was going to the prayer room. Najma saw the hurt and pain in Zoya's eyes and went after her. Zoya had just stepped in the room when she felt a pull on her arm. She turned around to see Najma standing there her eyes red and puffy. As soon as their eyes met Najma wrapped her arms around Zoya and cried.
"I'm sorry Zoya. It's just that Ammi is worried sick for Bhaijaan. He's all that we have and so the outburst... I'm sorry for the way Ammi spoke to you... we can't lose him Zoya...we can't."
"I'm sorry Tamatar. This is all because of me. I am the reason so many people are suffering and I hate myself for it. But I will set things straight soon."
Both the girls cried in eachothers arms. Zoya pulled away telling Najma she had to pray and then stepped back into the prayer room. She prayed for the well being of Asad, her Asad. She wanted him to recover soon so she could tell him she loves him. She prayed for the happiness of her Phoophi which she knew lay in her son. She prayed for the happiness of her Aapi and Jiju, she prayed for Najma that she should always be protected by her beloved Bhaijaan from the evil of the world. In the end she prayed to the almighty for herself asking to keep her little family happy and together always.
As Zoya neared the OT where Asad was she saw the doctor coming out and looking around. Ignoring everyone he walked towards her and smiled at her.
"Here you are Mrs. Khan, your husband is absolutely fine now. We have stitched the wound and he will be moved into a room in a short while."
Zoya sighed with relief and held the doctors hands thanking him over and over again. Suddenly she stopped and looked at him confused.
"If everything is ok with him then why did he lose consciousness?"
"That was because he had not eaten anything since morning...When we checked, his stomach was absolutely empty. That along with loss of blood resulted in him losing consciousness." He explained and then smiled at her again.
Zoya looked at everyone standing behind the doctor with confusion all over their faces. She looked back at them with confusion in her eyes and asked them why they all looked so confused? Zeenat took a step forward "He addressed you as Mrs. Khan. Are we not supposed to be surprised?"
Zoya smiled a little and then looked at her Aapi wide eyed as she realized how the doctor addressed her. She looked at everyone and slapped her hand to her forehead "I think they misunderstood... I filled the forms..." she trailed off and then quickly excused herself. Zoya ran to the nurses' station and explained that she was not Asad's wife and they needed to change that on the records too. She felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and came face to face with Dilshaad. Zoya still felt very guilty for Asads suffering and automatically lowered her eyes not able to meet Dilshaad's gaze. Dilshaad put her finger under her chin and made Zoya look at her. Dilshaad smiled at Zoya and Zoya could see the same love in her eyes as earlier and whispered "I' am sorry Phoophi, because of me..." but she was cutoff by Dilshaad who placed a finger on her lips "It's not your fault Zoya, rather none of this is. It was all the result of a crazy mans doings. Stop blaming yourself for all that happened. Now tell me why you are here?"
"They have it all wrong... in the records... about my name and relation with Asad..."she trailed off feeling embarrassed.
Dilshaad smiled and looked deep into her eyes and asked "Is that not what you want?"
Zoya was beyond shock at Dilshaad's words she opened and closed her mouth to say something but words failed to come out. She felt her cheeks flush and she looked away, feeling extremely shy. Zoya nodded her head slightly and then felt herself being hugged tightly by Dilshaad who squealed with happiness that could fail a teenager. Dilshaad pulled away and looked at Zoya with so much love that Zoya had tears brimming, her eyes. Dilshaad cupped her face and indicated her not to cry. Zoya hugged her again with all her might "He will be fine Phoophi... He will be fine... I was so scared... I didn't even tell him that I ..." Zoya cried in Dilshaad's embrace.
Dilshaad knew what Zoya was feeling, if Dilshaad was Asad's mother, she knew Zoya loved him too. Dilshaad kept her hold tight on Zoya comforting her. After a few minutes what Dilshaad heard made her heart swell with happiness, like a mantra Zoya kept repeating her words "I love Him Phoophi, I love him." Dilshaad looked up to the Almighty and thanked him for the happiness that he had bestowed upon her son. She just nodded to acknowledge what Zoya was saying.
Soon Asad was moved to the room and the family was allowed to meet him one at a time. Dilshaad was the first to go in. As soon as she saw her son, Dilshaad sighed, relieved to see her son out of danger. She gently stroked his cheek and placed a kiss on his forehead. She held his hand and kissed it, a few tears ran down her cheeks and as she wiped them she looked at him and in a soft voice told him to get well soon as she was waiting to hear him call her Ammi again. She raised her hands thanking Allah to have looked over her son and now soon to be daughter in law in their hour of need. After spending a few more minutes caressing his face she left the room and told Najma to go see him.
Najma came and sat by his side. She being the younger one couldn't hold on to her emotions and broke down seeing her brother in that condition. She held onto his hand and cried silently, pleading him to open his eyes and call her Tamatar. She looked at him and getting no response immediately left the room. As soon as she stepped out she threw her arms around her Ammi and cried openly. Everyone understood what she was going through. Dilshaad noticed Zoya looking at his room door longingly. She called out to her and with a slight nod told her to go in.
Zoya entered the room quietly and as soon as she turned around and saw him her heart skipped several beats. She felt her heart constrict at the site of him. His head had been bandaged heavily as was his knee. But she didn't fail to notice how peaceful he looked. She took small steps towards him and sat on the stool next to his bed. She didn't know what to say to him so very gently she placed her hand over his. She looked at him intently and very softly whispered his name as if to wake him up. She tried again but got no response. She felt her cheeks getting wet and she placed her head on his hand and cried. She held onto his hand and again asked him to wake up. "Please wake up,...please... for me, for us Asad please wake up..." After spending few more minutes looking at his sleeping form Zoya caressed his cheek and after whispering an I Love You she walked out the room.
Dilshaad told Anwar and Zeenat to take Zoya back home as she needed to change and to take Najma along too. Dilshaad wanted to stay back at the hospital alone but Anwar didn't agree and said he would drop the ladies back home and then head back to the hospital to be with Dilshaad during the night.
As Zoya came out of the washroom she opened her prayer mat and sat down to pray. She wanted to thank Allah to have brought someone like Asad in her life. She was thankful to him to have kept them protected in such circumstances and to have brought him out of danger. As Zoya was about to getup she raised her hands once again and thanked the almighty to have made the impossible possible by making them fall in love. As she got up she smiled remembering their first conversation where they had both said they were marrying only because their elders wanted them to. As she lay in her bed she let her mind go back to what all had happened in only a day. Anwar was released, the bitter truth about why all this happened was revealed, they were attacked and Asad was so badly injured and finally the sole reason behind all this, Akram, was arrested.
Physically she was tired and her body wanted rest but her brain refused to rest. Zoya kept thinking about Asad and how he had not let go of her during the attack. She relived every minute of that ordeal all over again and felt her blood boiling at the thought of one man being able to cause so much pain to her family. She wanted it to be morning already so she could go and see him.
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