Giving the bag to Khaled ,Emaan walked back inside the hospital while all the way streaming in the conflict that a debate in her mind had caused to ensue : with one part echoing she should have expressed her gratitude to Khaled while other battled with a thought that it wasn't necessary as it resonated with a slogan of letting bygone be bygone...but this was becoming onerous for her to mould Khaled and his thoughts : a reverie of past, an unnecessary paragraph in the book of her life when her heart was keen on filling the pages of her present and future chapters of life with his charming presence.
"EMAAN ! EMAAN !" Hearing her name called out vehemently ,Emaan came out of her internal debate and turned around to find Sidra running towards her with lines of stress gracing her face, charging her sanctity in turn with soldiers of apprehensions and anxieties. Sidra breathed hard as she reached Emaan and keeping her hands on either side of waist ,she tried to capture more oxygen for her lungs ,when Emaan gauging her face asked anxiously ,
"What happened Sidra? Why are you like this ?Did something...."
Emaan couldn't complete as Sidra gestured with her palm for Emaan to stop before she said ,
"Seriously Emaan as much you have made me run through this hospital in search of you ..it's feel like you are preparing me for some marathon ".
"Leave that !Why were you calling me like that ?Is there some emergency ?"
"No ! No ! It just that corridor was empty so I thought to give the bubbling actor residing in me a chance to appear ..."
Emaan gave an incredulous look to Sidra before she said ,
"You got to be kidding me Sidra !"
"Well I know I call you my second husband Emaan but I plan to have kidding ...I mean kids with my first husband only .."
Emaan looking blankly at Sidra said ,
"Sidra I will be really glad if you keep this family planning between you and Dr Hamza ...seriously I was thinking there was some emergency, I am going..I have got lot of work to do". Emaan turned to leave when Sidra stopped her ,
"Allah ! Allah ! Don't get jealous my second hubby .." But Sidra seeing Emaan's annoyed look ,she quickly added,
"Okay !Okay! Actually the reason why I called you is a task which can be called a 'sister of emergency' " Seeing Emaan's confusion ,Sidra continued ,
"I can't find the reports of two of my patients .I searched our entire office , even asked Mourad Akhi and he said he had already send those reports ..if I don't find them I will be labelled as careless and more importantly the poor children again have to bear the pain of getting their blood taken out.. "
"Why don't you search Dr Khaled's office as most of the time staff end up keeping the reports there.....woah !woah ! Why do I feel something is fishy ?"Emaan asked squinting her eyes seeing the sly smile of Sidra but her eyebrows quirked more at the sugary tone of Sidra as she said ,
"My darling Emaan why would you think like that?"
"Because of that scary smirk gracing your face.."Emaan winced as Sidra slapped her arm before she defended,
"I am practising and one day in sha Allah you will see I will have the coolest smirk ..and nothing is fishy I just want you to come with me in Dr Khaled's office to help me find reports..That's all".
"Yeah you were right nothing is fishy but the whole sea is stinking with danger !I am not coming Sidra ".
"Please Emaan, please ! please ! ...you can't leave me alone like this .."
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