His Delicate Queen

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Sidharth clutched both his hands in tight fist. As the sweat buds started forming on his forehead. He so wanted to open his eyes but his body refused to.

Mustering up all the courage he hand within himself he clutched his hands in first, crushing th soft palms which were tangled in his. He whimpered as he opened his eyes adjusting with the light.

"Naaz..." He whispered calling out for her. Her was the only thing right now his eyes wanted to see.

The sound of whimpers and groans woke shehnaaz up. She saw her palm was crushed within his. She gasped in happiness as she saw his eyes fluttering open.

"Sidharth..." She sobbed as she went close to him. Cupping his face with the other hand.

He smiled amidst the pain as her red, flushed face came to his sight. He tried to move his left arm in order to touch her but excruciating pain stopped him as he let out a deadly wince making her panic.

"Why are you moving you hand it's injured." She shrieked, carefully getting his hand back to the former position.
"Dard horrha hai kya." She asked sobbing as He whimpered in pain. Her heart felt like it was getting stabbed with thousand bullets at the same time.

"Don't move. Don't move. Aap..ruko mein doctor ko bulaati hu." She said getting up hurriedly. She was about to get out of the room when Faizal entered.

"Faizal Bhai...doc.. doctor ko bulao, unko hosh aaya hai." She told hi hurriedly. Faizal took a breath of relief, glancing at him for once and got out of the room. She ran back to him and sat down on the floor looking at him with her tear filled eyes.

"Bola tha na meine ki Naa jaaye.... Dekha na ab kya hua. Kya jarurat thi jaaneki... Aapko pata hai..kitni dar gyi thi mein." She ranted amidst her sob. Sidharth smiled wider neglecting his heavy breathing and sweat that flooded his face. She was here right in front of him and that was all he asked God for.

"Has kya rhe ho ab. Aap soch bhi nahi sakte meko..kaise feel horrha tha." She cried more.

"Sh-h meri jaan... Thik hu mein." He whispered, somehow managing his other hand to to wipe her tears.

"Dikh rha hai kitne theek ho. Abhi Mera mann kar rha hai ki hug karu aapko but aapka haath..." She trailed her words.

"You can kiss me instead..." He offered making her red but she leaned forward nonetheless. The pain was too much but she was hell bent on not letting him feel it with that soul piercing innocence of hers.

"I was joking" he cleared but she leaned only forward.

"I am not." She said firmly

"We can't baby"

"I will" she was about to press her lips on his and he too closed his eyes in acceptance but the clearing of throat stopped them. Shehnaaz pulled back hastily in order giving a little unintentional push to his injured hand making him shriek in pain.

"Shit.. I am sorry..I..I am sorry. Shit shit. Doctor "she yelled moving away.

"Mrs. Khan I warned, No carelessness" doctor faruq said as he interfered and applied a spray on his hand which decreased the 13% of pain. His eyes were clenched shut with pain but he didn't winced he knew it would scare her more.

"I am sorry..." She sobbed making him look at her.

"Sh...it's okay, it's not paining. Stop crying please" he said even though it was taking every atom of his control to not scream out the pain.

"Should I Inject you, you can get some sleep." Doctor asked.

"No.. I don't want to. I want to spend time with my family." He said eyeing her who was still sobbing silently in the corner. Sidharth sighed looking at her over emotional self. Doctor nodded and left the room not before glancing at shehnaaz for the last time.