HER CRUSH

Chapter41

Zarah....
"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un, ya Allah... I'm lost, I don't even know what to do. I couldn't even think straight," running my hands through my hair, knowing what he must have heard.

I ran out of the room and brought water, gently splashing it on his face. He took a deep breath, opening and closing his eyes again. "Abdul, please open your eyes! What's wrong? Please say something, Abdul!" I pleaded.

He opened his eyes, maybe trying to process what he has heard. He immediately stood up without saying a word, his emotions suppressed, unable to shed a tear for relief.

I helped him settle back on the bed and quickly got dressed, slipping on my hijab. I brought out another cloth for him, helping him dress up, trying to be strong for both of us. "Let's go to the hospital, i exclaim , trying to hide my concern.

He nodded silently, still trying to process the news. I could see the pain and shock in his eyes, but he isn't showing it. He is trying to be strong, but I know he is breaking inside.

"I picked up his car keys, and we headed out in silence. This is the first time I'd driven a car alone, although Abdul has taught me how to drive before we got married. But today, I am driving solo for the first time.

The 20-minute drive took us to his mother's house, but unfortunately, she isn't there. The security guard informed us that they had gone to the hospital. I silently wiped away the tears streaming down my face.

I glanced over at Abdul, who's covering his face with his palms. I know he is struggling, so I kept quiet and continued driving. I tried calling his mother again, but she didn't answer. Luckily, Aunty Rukky picked up, and she provided me with the hospital's address..."

"I drove us to the hospital at a rapid pace. I parked the car in the parking space, and just as I did, my phone started ringing. It's Ammi calling, so I quickly answered. I greeted her and filled her in on the situation. She told me to call her once everything is settled.

When I turned to look at Abdul, he still hasn't moved from his spot. I quickly removed his palms from his face, and it took me a few minutes to realize that he is having a panic attack. I got out of the car, hold his hand, and helped him step down. He is silent, tears streaming down his face. This is the first time I have seen him break down in front of me.

We walked towards the entrance of the hospital, and then made our way to the Intensive Care Unit (ICU)."

"Both Sufyan's relatives, including his mother, are present, seated in chairs with tears filling their eyes.

Abdul stood frozen before the ICU door slid open, revealing the doctor. The relatives stood up and approached the doctor, who simply stated that he wanted to see his parents. Sufyan's mother followed the doctor to the cabin, and a few minutes later, she returned, wiping away her tears. Another nurse emerged, having covered Sufyan's face, and delivered the devastating news: we had lost him.

"Abdul let out a blood-curdling scream, sending chills down our spines. He clasped his head, walking backwards in disbelief. 'No, no, no, no! This can't be true!' he wailed. 'No, Ummi, no! Sufyan is alive! I know he can never leave me alone! This is a lie, a joke!' He collapsed to the ground, unconscious, unable to bear the devastating news.

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Two weeks later

"Ever since Abdul heard about Sufyan's accident, he's been in a daze. We returned from the hospital five days ago, and he's locked himself in his room, refusing to talk to anyone. He's not listening to anyone, and the truth is, Sufyan isn't dead - he's in a coma. The doctor says it'll take a few months for him to recover, but Abdul won't listen. No one has had the chance to tell him the truth...