Hey you all I'm back, with yet another chapter, sorry for the late update and please forgive me for any typos. anyways, I wanted to thank you all yet again for the overwhelming support that you all are giving me. all your comments make me happy that you all are happy with the changes happening in the story, there were even some suggestion in the previous comments that I felt were very good, and I could have developed the story further on them, had I not written it already. I'm happy to know that you all liked having Aasma present to support Aahil and the walk down the memory lane. I really felt the story needed that, that Aahil needed that. It was always shown in the show, in Aahil's thoughts that sanam was and is her savior, and he always felt in debt to her. though there is not doubt that she is his savior, he, they need to realize that they are both equal in this relationship. if she is the reason for his happiness, then so is he. they might have different ways of showing their love, but they both love each other equally and that is important for their relation to survive the storm they are facing.
Yet Again - Prequel - SAahil Fiction
Seher...?
"yeh..." his hand stopped midway as he was about to grab the tabeez.
"yeh khahan mila tumhe?" urgency laced his voice.
"jiss gaaon mein main gayi thi, vohi ek mandir ke paas, kyun?"
"yeh seher ka hai" he stated, sounding sure of his statement, but vulnerability of being wrong still present in his eyes.
"how can you be so sure aahil, there must many other tabeez that look like this one"
"iss par goli ka nishan hai aasma, vohi goli joh usse ammi ne maari thi. Aur yeh tabeez usse rehan ne diye tha, dubai jaane se pehli, voh hamesha isse apne paas rakhti thi isse."
"lekin yeh toh, uss mandir ke paas...kahin voh..." she stood there unable to complete her sentence, as realization struck them both. They looked at each other shock.
"Chalo" he sated, and she followed without argument, both rushing out the mansion to get to the village, praying that their inkling was right.
Sanam stood stuck to her place as she saw them rushing out the door
what was that all about, information overload there. If they were that in love then why the hell did he try to kiss me, and why didn't I object. Why?! Oh and btw who in the world is rehan and seher? How many girls does he know? He was worried though, is she close to him? Why does that name seem connected to me, so known...Why does everything related to him seem related to me, except for that witch, huh? WHAT?!! What is wrong with me these day, stop it jannat she is his wife. What does it matter to me anyways? he can do whatever he wants. WHY DO I CARE?!
Hump! she was frustrated with herself for her strange behavior these days.
Aahil rushed out the car as soon as it stopped, without even waiting to lock it. He held a picture of seher in his hand, looking around for someone to ask. Aasma noticed his distress, getting hold of his wrist, she leads him to the mandir, where she had found the tabeez in the first placw.
"Are you sure, this is the place" he asked her looking around trying to see if anyone was present.
He could see the pujari of the mandir doing some preparation for something. They scurried to him as soon as he spotted him.
"pandit ji, kya aap humari thodi si madat kar sakte hai?" asked aasma, trying to keep herself composed.
"bolo beti kya pareshani hai?" asked the pandit politely, Turing to them.
"voh hum kissi ko dhoond rahe hai, kya aap hume bata sakte hai ki kya pichle kuch dino mein yahan koi nayi ladki aayi hai, ya koi aisa joh zakhmi ho?" asked aahil impatiently.
"ladki...toh pata nahi beta, par haan, kuch log bata rahe the, issi mandir ke bahar koi zakhmi pada mila tha unhe, aur yeh kuch hi din pehle ki baat hai. Joh log yahan the voh usse vadya ke ghar le gaye the."
"zakhmi...unka ghar kahan hai pandit ji" he probed, coming out of his stupor, that the news of her being hurt had put him in.
the pandit had barely finished giving them the direction as they hurried towards the given direction, hoping against hope that nothing too worse had happened to her, that she was okay.
Aahil dashed through the door of the doctor's house, without even bothering to knock and wait for someone approach, startling the occupants.
They all looked at him astonished, trying to figure out why a man looking so out of place in their small village, had rushed into their home.
"may I help you, sir" asked the doctor politely, despite him dashing into his home without permission.
"yes, actually, I was informed by pandit ji that you had patient at your home, who had been here from a few days."
"ah...yes yes...she was quite sick when we found her. She had most probably been out night before we found her. She had some deep wound on her arms, legs and head, and add to that staying out at night had caused her to have high fever. Don't worry though, her condition is stable now, we managed to find her before things got worse for her. she hasn't come out of her subconscious state though, that's why we hadn't been able to inform anyone about her whereabouts. Her fever has come down now, and all her wounds are healing correctly, nothing too serious to have a long term effect. She should be fine once she wakes up. Her body just needs time to recover.
"thank you so much doctor, is she the one?" he questioned showing him a picture of sanam with him.
"yes, this is her, come with me ill take you to her room" he stated leading them to the room that was occupied by seher.
His breath caught in his throat, as he viewed the sight before him. He could not believe that this was the same person who had argued with him at every chance she got, same person who jumped around the house like a ball of energy. The tough little seher. In the little time he had known her, he knew that despite all her problems she was always so full of happiness, so full of life. Now, before him, laid a person who appeared to be asleep, but looked lifeless.
"Why does she look so..." he whispered as he looked at the doctor uncertainly.
"she is just week right now sir, as her body recovers she will start to look more alive."
They nodded accepting the doctor's words as consolation, their thoughts surrounding the fact that it could have been much worse.
"Im taking her with me" He imformed the doctor before picking her up.
He took her to the car, placing her sleeping form on the back seat, lost in deep thoughts, forming plans, ideas to keep her safe, and anonymous at least until the point of her full recovery.
"aahil? What's wrong? Why are you so lost? You found her, you should be happy, all your troubles are at their end legs now."
"just worried for her, I can't take her home right now, everything will turn out disastrous if I did, and she, her life will be in danger constantly. I need to find a place that is safe for her, that no one knows about, and even if they do, it shouldn't be the first place they look at, when searching for her" he stated thoughtfully.
"yea...hey! I know why don't you take her to that farm house you bought a while back, no one really knows about it except for rehan and sanam. Sanam doesn't remember and rehan would never tell anyone, he would never do anything that would harm her. They wont be able to follow you if you do go there, no one would expect you to go there, maybe a hotel but not there, its not something with easy access." She suggests, looking at him with wide eyes filled with excitement.
"perfect" he smiled his dazzling smile at her.
With the destination set in mind, he drove away from the village, with new happiness, new hope for a new beginning of their lives.
To be Continued...
Until later, hope you all enjoyed that little dose of SAahil. This was the third part to the prequel. I know it's a little bit smaller than the others, but it felt right to end here, before the next part. its like end of a chapter and a new beginning with the new chapter. if you liked or hated or have any idea on how you think I should move forward from here on or if there is anything you think I should have done differently, please let me. thank you all for reading, liking, commenting, these all are like gold to me. all your comment and suggestion encourage me to write more, do better.
thank you all :)
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