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Ahad's POV:
I held her in my shaking hands as blood oozed out of her chest and rushed her in to the hospital as I watched the doctors snatch her bloody form away from my sight.
I waited.
not patiently,
not happily,
forcefully
but I still waited
an eternity
praying,
wishing,
begging my Lord.
"Everything's going to be alright",bi Jaan said.
I couldn't reply until I was sure.
I've never felt so helpless and useless.
It's making me go crazy.
I can barely do anything for the love of my life.
The doctor came out of the operation room and I stood up.
"The bullet was successfully taken out. The patient is very lucky that the bullet missed the heart by a few cm. However, please keep on praying for their health as the next 24 hours until they wake up are very critical".
Aunt and uncle went inside to look at their daughter.
I sighed and went to pray.
I cried my heart out to my lord.
I've never loved anyone so much in my entire life.
She thought me the meaning of love.
She's my greatest strenght and weakness.
If something happens to her I don't know how I'll manage to live in this meaningless world without her.
Hours passed as ages but my tears were unfaded.
"Ahad!! Ahad!! Ahad!!!",Haider came in the mosque screaming on top go his lungs.
I give him a "what happened look" as he plunged his mouth open for air like he just ran a marathon.
"Amaal.....bh...bhabi is...",he said as his voice broke due to the lack of oxygen he inhaled.
But before he could finish just Amal's name made me run straight to the hospital (it was close to the mosque) as fear surrounded me, adrenaline filled my veins.
I knew something:
Either I was losing it all
or I was getting all.
I frantically pressed the elevator buttons but they were taking too long and I had no time I ran towards the stairs.
My chest tightening with every step I took upwards.
Outside her ward I saw everyone crying.
No
No
No
This can't be happening.
I held my head with my hands, it was like a time bomb ready to explode.
With my shaking handing I slowly opened the door to her ward revealing her laying down, eyes closed.
This can't be happening to me.
This can't be happening to her.
Tears pooled out of my eyes like an ocean.
I held her hand "Aamal my love ".
"Don't leave me like this",I cried
"I'll always listen to everything you say"
"I'll do everything you want"
"I promise"
"Just give me one chance please"
I kissed her hand and I suddenly felt it move.
I looked up at her and her eyes were opening.
"Thank god"
"Alhamdullilha", I thought
I kissed her forehead and she took her oxygen mask off her face speaking"Remember the promise",she said making me smile once again after a billion tears.
"Always"
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Should she have died?
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