Next day I woke up early because of a burning sensation in my chest. I went out in balcony to ease my pain when my mouth salivated and my stomach churned painfully. It was urging to empty the content inside it. I took a run towards washroom so that I doesn't stain the floor.
"Ughhhh." after emptying my stomach I brushed my teeth, washed my face and came out to see hassan slowly opening his eyes.
"Kya hua Dua, itni subah subah kyu uthi tum" he was concerned watching my face which was contorted due to the pain I felt in my throat. (Well pregnancy vomits are horrible. I have seen my sister puking her gut out)
(What happened dua. Why are you awake this early)
"Kuch nahi bus vomit hui, or gala ajeeb sa lag raha hai" I said while sitting near his legs. He came near me and rubbed my back to soothe the pain.
(Nothing, just little bit vomit. And my throat feels different)
"Aaj doctor paas chale" he said.
(Let's go to doctor)
"Nahi, aaj aapki important meeting hai, so no. Mai ammi ke saath chali jaungi" I immediately changed my words when I saw the fury in his eyes when I declined his offer.
(No, today you have an inportant meeting so no. Ok so I will go with ammi ji)
"Pakka, mai ammi se puchunga ke tum gayi ke nahi" he threatened. Well it doesn't work on me.
(Promise, I wil ask ammi if you went or not)
"Ha pakka" I promised.
(Ok promise)
"Chalo taiyyar hojao, neeche jaana hai" with that he went away to take a bath. While I was in no mood to change my clothes.
(Come on, we have to get ready)
After changing clothes, we both went down to join everyone.
"Assalamualaikum" we both greeted at the same time.
"Walaikumassalam" all were already on the breakfast table.
"Beta aaj tumhe late hogaya. Neeche bhi nahi aayi" ammi ji asked.
(My child, you got late today and you didn't even came down)
"Ha ammi, wo iski tabiyat kharab thi, to aap please aaj iske saath hospital jaiyega" hassan ordered.
(Yes ammi, she was not feeling well. So please you will take her to the hospital)
"Oh beta kya hua hai kal se tumhari tabiyat sahi nahi hai" ammi asked
(Oh my son what happened, from yesterday you are not feeling well)
"Kuch nahi ammi, bus vomit ho raha hai" I said.
(Nothing ammi, just vomit)
"Kahi khushkhabri to nahi aarahi" Daniyal teased.
(Is it a happy news...)
"Chup kar ja badmaash, sharam haya hai ki nahi" ammiji slapped his back.
(Shut up you moron, don't you feel shame)
"Are mai to bas........chup bilkul chup" Hassan said.
(I was just....shut up, just shut up)
After breakfast:-
Ammiji and I went to hospital for check-up.
There was a long line for check-up.
I groaned. Now because of this I have to stand.
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Short StoryA beautiful soul, with many scars written in her past. With beautiful memories in her future. Waiting for her prince charming or mijaz-e-khuda. A story of Dua Ibrahim- who is as innocent as a new baby. Survivor of many attacks. A story of Hassan Ali...
