"Mrs.Ali is 2 months pregnant and she is having high fever, there is no need to stress I'm prescribing you some medicine, give her after food which will help to reduce her fever. And yeah bed rest is must . No heavy weight lifting or standing for hours. I'll take my leave now" Doctor Yasmin said and left the room.
Arsalan kept the prescription on the couch and moved towards her and a wave of guilt hit him. He moved out of the room not liking what he was feeling.
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It was the holiest and beautiful time of islamic calendar was going on. The highly coveted event, abundant with blessings, community spirit and camaraderie. The Ramadan.
Manaat was on her 8th month, pregnant with twins, it was known in her 3rd month of pregnancy when she went for a check up.
Her workload wasn't less, she still had to do heavy house chores . It's just Arsalan don't beat her anymore. But still it's exhausting at the end of the day. She was now standing at the kitchen preparing for iftar. It was the last roza and tomorrow was eid.
It was her first eid after wedding, and sadly she didn't have any new dress. She thought maybe he forgot to buy her one due to work load. She was also scared to ask him anything.
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Time passed it was eid, she was standing in her regular clothes in kitchen and preparing biryani and other cuisines as Arsalan business partners might be coming today's evening. He went to mosque for Namaz.Roaring of the engine in the garage, indicated that he was home.
He entered the hall and saw her preparing for food, he realised that he forgot to buy her a new dress. He went to his room to fresh up and buy something for her. He freshed up while he was going to the hall he got a call from his one business partner who invited him for lunch. He informed her went outside as it was almost 11:00 AM and his house was 2 hours away.
~Time passed~
6:00 PM
Manaat was on her bed taking a nap as she wasn't feeling well her back was aching so badly.
After sometimes when she tried to sit up strong contractions started hitting. She thought this is just a mild as she is on her 8th month only. After sometimes contractions stopped but her back was aching badly , she was whimpering in pain. She picked her cell phone and called the only number which was saved on her phone. Obviously, Arsalan's number. Her parents were no more as they died due to car crash. And Arsalan's mother didn't like to be in contact with them. As Arsalan married his Phuhpo ( Father's Sister) ki beti instead of khala ( Mother's Sister) ki beti.
( Beti - Daughter)
1st Dial
The number you are calling is not answering your call, please try again after sometime.
2nd Dial
The number you are calling is not answering your call, please try again after sometimes.
Strong contractions started to hit her, she was whimpering in so much pain.
"Abbu Ammi aap mujhe yaha akele kyu chod kar gaey iss duniya, mein, mujhe bhi sath le jatey. Mujhe yaha nhi rehna akele. Bohot dard ho raha hai. Kaas aap dono uss raat key party mein jaatey hi nhi toh aap mera sath hotey iss waqt. " Maanat cried in pain calling her parents.
(Father, Mother why did you leave me alone in this cruel world, why didn't you take me with you. It hurts, I wish that night you didn't went to that party then you would have been here with me.)
"Abbu apki princess ko pain ho raha hai, please kuch kare, Ammi aap kaha hai??!!! " She broke down in hards sobs as pain was getting unbearable.
(Father your princess is in pain, Please do something, Mother where are you?!?!)
She tried calling him again
The number you have dialed is currently switched off, leave a message or try again sometime later.
Like that a hard contraction hit her she felt something wet near her lower part, and contractions were hitting her in a substandard way. She lost her consciousness due to unbearable pain.
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The Coffin was lowered into the kabr.
There were men standing in kabrastaan wearing white kurta and salwaar with a white skull cap.
Tears were streaming out of Arsalan's Eyes."Mujhe kyu chod kar chali gayi!! " Arsalan sobbed while men present their consoled him.
( Why did you leave me?)
"Beta roo mat sab theek ho jayega. " His father came up and said.
( Don't cry Son, everything will be fine.)
"What are you saying Abbu, how can i live alone." arsalan said his eyes red.
"Mene awaaz bhi nhi suni thi akhri baar, dekha tak nhi tha, galey bhi nhi lagaya tha" Arsalan said sobbing.
( I didn't got the chance to hear her , hug her or to see her talking to me for the last time.)
Arsalan reached home in his disheveled state and strided towards his room. Which was empty and hollow without her. Her taking care of him yet him abusing her. Using harsh words. She was so fragile yet he broke her and shattered her heart into pieces she tried to love her but he made her hate him.
He still remembers his first wedding night, when she was sitting in his bed all dolled up for him. But what he did he dragged her and spoke some abusing words and pushed her hard and due to the unequal unbalanced force she felt backward and hit her head at the corner of the bed. And she felt unconscious. Her lavender fragrance was still there in the room. But what will happen if he will now cry over a spilt milk.
He fell down with a thud on the bed and started crying like a baby, because it was getting overwhelming for him. He just lost his mother and his wife was at hospital fighting for her life only because of him.
I'm still holdin' on to everything that's dead and gone
I don't wanna say goodbye, 'cause this one means forever
Now you're in the stars and six-feet's never felt so far
Here I am alone between the heavens and the embers
"Ammi mein apka aacha beta baney ki koshish karunga, mujhe pata hai apney mujhe aise tarbiyat nhi de hai, mujse koi galti hoagye ho gi toh maaf kardey par mein duniya mein itna masroof hogaya ki deen ko bhul gaya, Uss rab ko bhul gaya jisney mujhe banaya hai
Ya Rab, Ya Allah , Al - Gaffar , Al- Gaffur mere sari galti ko maafi Aada farmaye mujhe hidayat aata farmaye. Ameen" Arsalan said sobbing as he realised his mistakes.
( Mother I'll try my best to be a better son, I know you have raised me well but I failed as a son as a husband. If I have committed any mistake please do forgive me. I was so engrossed in the world that I forgot the Creator of the universe, The Almighty Allah who created me I was distracted from my path. Al Gaffar, please forgive all of my sins and please instruct me and guide me to the right path and please bless my mother the highest place in Jannah and forgive all her sins. (Ameen)

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