THE WAR FOR LOVE

Part 8

Sana met Laiba near the market who further showed her the way towards their shop where Sidharth was. 

"Vo theek hai na? Usko chot toh nahi pahuchai unn gundo ne?" Sana asked the moment she saw Laiba. 

"Bilkul thik hai, vo pehle hi aa gaye the dukan pe." Laiba assured her and led her inside the godown. 

"Sidharth.." Sana saw him pacing around anxiously and ran to hug him, breaking into tears. 

"Kya hua?" He was so taken aback to see her crying like that, her disheveled appearance, messed up hair and kajal and teary eyes red and tired. She clung to him as she continued to cry, out of fear. He hugged her back and tight, holding her in place close to his heart and tried to calm down his own heart thumping soundly around her. 

"Sana! Bolna kya hua? Kyu ro rahi hai tu?" he asked again, patting her shoulders. 

"Tu thik hai?" she questioned instead, parting away and checking meticulously. Running her eyes throughout his arms, feet and face intently, wishing there was no injury. 

"Ha thik hu, tu rona band kar!" he replied, wiping her tears and tucking her hair behind. 

"Mai-maina bahut dar gayi thi. Sultan aaya tha, apne admi leke aur tujhe dhund raha tha. Abhi bhi dhund raha hai. Tujhe marne aaye vo log kyuki tune usko mara tha, ghar ke andar bhi ghus gaye the. Mai bahut dar gayi thi!" she revealed the entire scene to him, still crying and hugging him. 

"Shh! Abhi chup hoja, kuch nahi hua na. Mai yaha kaam se aaya tha, un logo ne mujhe dekha bhi nahi. Tu shant hoja." he cooed, rubbing her back to calm her down. She was even shaking with fear, that little doll. Sidharth couldn't see her like that, it shifted something inside him to bear with her tears. 

But his heart, his heart was at the 7th cloud. Dancing and jumping around in delight that she was crying for him. For him! She was looking for him, she lied to people to save him, she hugged him and nothing better could have happened than this. 

"Sultan aur uske admi tujhe dhund lenge toh?" she still asked, worriedly looking at him. 

"Toh? Tujhe lagta vo mujhe maar payega? Usme hai kya bey? Mera ek hath padega na, 4 din tak bistar pe pada rahega!" he scoffed, he had beaten up an entire gang of goons and here she was afraid of that local bastard. He could knock him off with one hand, he mentally scoffed at Sana for thinking so low of him. A chuckle escaped through Sana's lips though, in response to his words. 

"Kuch zyada hi bharosa nahi hai tujhe khud pe?" she challenged him. 

"Bharosa? Malum hai mujhe! Kaha mai, kaha vo machhar!" he continued to boast about himself, making her laugh. He smiled wholeheartedly watching her, the way her large eyes twinkled, her bold voice boomed in the entire room and he could live all his life for that. 

"Aise kya dekh raha hai?" she raised her brows at him, recovering from her laugh. 

"Kuch soch raha hu." he replied as he continued to look at her and wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her close. 

"K-kya?" words fumbled to come out of her mouth as she stopped breathing. Her cheeks heated up to red and as an outcome to his actions and their proximity. 

"Pehle puchne vala tha, lekin ab puchne ke liye kuch bacha nahi hai." he answered, much to her confusion. 

"Tu mere sath chal rahi hai Sana, mai ab yaha tujhe chhod ke nahi jane vala." he explained before she could ask. 

"Thik hai! Kaha lekar jayega lekin?" she agreed, smiling. 

"Jaha bhi mai jaunga, chalna padega phir?" he challenged.