Teri bahoon mein jo sukoon tha mila...
Maine dhunda bahut par, phir na mila 💔
Aahil smiled as he nuzzled her neck. His fiery Miss Dhabevaali had her back turned to him and he knew just how to make her change her mind. Aahil reached around her with one arm, until she was trapped in his hold. His Sanam didn't protest at all, that meant she was waiting for him to continue. A mischievous gleam reached his eyes as he thought of what to do next. He used his arm and pulled her closer until her back was against his chest. Aahil slowly used his other hand to move her hair, lifting it slightly and allowing it to gently fall onto the pillow. He loved the feeling of the silky locks as they slipped through his fingers. He then reached for her dori and pulled it slowly, Aahil sucked in a breath at the sight before him. He leaned closer and kissed the area that was now exposed to him, letting his lips hover a bit longer, allowing him to take in the feel of her soft skin. The soft and smooth feel of her skin mixed in with her sweet smell intoxicated him. It felt heady, almost as if he was in heaven.
Sanam took his palm that was now resting on her stomach and placed a soft kiss inside it. Aahil sighed softly against her skin and placed one last kiss before resting his head back on the pillow. She turned around and snuggled closer, resting her arm on his. He wrapped his other arm around her and held her tight. He wanted his Begum Jaan to be in his arms forever. With her fingers entwined in his, he allowed himself to enjoy the simple yet precious moments that he had never gotten to experience before! She became the light in his dark world! She gave his life a new meaning! She completed him! Aahil closed his eyes as the feeling of having her delicate body close to him, engulfed his senses. It felt warm and homely. As if he belonged! It was only with her that he truly felt wanted and loved! He felt special! The comfort he found in her arms was like none other and no one could love her the way he did! His Begum Jaan was only his! Forever!
"Sanam," he whispered slowly waiting to hear the soft "hmm" escaping her lips. He was missing the warmth of her soft body and wanted her to move closer to him. "Sanam," he repeatedly a bit more impatiently. There was no response. Aahil waited a few seconds and was greeted by more silence. An eerie silence. Aahil slowly opened his eyes as they adjusted to the dark room. It took him a moment to realize the silence in the room as well as the reason for the lack of warmth near him. As he eyes lingered on the empty space beside him, he felt his stomach churn. He touched the spot where she would usually be. Realization dawned upon him as his heart sank. "Sanam," he whispered once again softly, wishing that somehow she would magically appear before him. He wanted her to turn around and smile like an angel before burying her face in his chest, letting her hands roam his body. For her to place a soft kiss on his forehead and then slowly run her fingers down his cheek, her eyes twinkling mischievously. And then to sigh contentedly before placing her head on his chest and drifting off to sleep.
"Sanam," he choked out, as a single tear rolled down his cheek. He repeated her name, each time a sharp pain twisting his insides. Warm tears were now running down his cheeks with the the painful lump in his throat. Suddenly it was difficult to breathe. The desperation, anxiety and strong pain returned, as it did each night. Aahil felt the air around him to be suffocating. He felt as if he was caged in a room with no oxygen! The ceiling was suddenly closing in on him. A strange fear ran through his body making his blood run cold.
He quickly sat up trying to compose himself as he took deep breaths, slowly folding his knees and resting his head on his arm. After a few seconds, he felt his heart stop pounding and his breathing became regular. Aahil lifted his head and leaned back against the wall. He felt more ill than usual, a strange fatigue took ofer his body leaving him blank and limp. But the tears continued to run down his face as her face flashed before him. "Come back Sanam," he whispered into the darkness.
Each night since she left, he had woken up in the middle of the night, either breathing hard from a nightmare or rudely awakened from a pleasant dream! His life itself had become a dreadful nightmare. Somehow he would pretend and make it through the days but the nights were unbearable. He needed her! He needed her to come back! She had promised that she would never leave him alone! That they would always be together! Forever! Sanam was not one to break her promise! That was not her! Where was she? He didn't want to think the worse! He didn't want to think that he has lost her! She has to come back! For him! For their love! Two months and everyone had given up. The police reasoned that since her belongings were gone, she had left on her own and his family urged him to move on. But he didn't want to any hear of that! It made him feel sick! He just wanted her to come back! He wanted her to prove them all wrong! He wanted her to be safe and back in his arms! He wanted one more chance! He wanted her here with him! He wanted... Her!
But how long could he deny it. The truth was that she left. No matter how much he called for her, she would not return. She was gone. And yet again, he was left alone. All alone.
The End!
Hey guys... I wanted to write something about Aahil during these two months. Nothing was really coming to me and each time I would write a line, I kept on having a writer's block lol But then I decided to just let my thoughts flow and this is what I came up with 😆 Its pretty simple and not my best, but still wanted to share it with you guys! I have exams coming up so I might not be as frequent for a week or two, hence I decided to write something before that 😉 Anyway as usual comments are def welcome! Your feedback means a lot as a writer! Hope you guys liked it! Lots of love, Esha 🤗 ❤️