Sukoon: سکون (Completed)

𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡

But I'm so deeply lost in my own soul,
How can expect anyone else to understand me.

F A A E Z A H

Life has been so cruel with her, her life was a bed of roses until that day which destroyed everything. She has a perfect family consisting of loving parents, she was the Princess of her father Arsalan Sultan and charm of her mother Zohra Sultan and the pride of her brothers.

Everything was going smoothly in her life when she met Wajdan Abbasi and fell in love with him at first sight. He was her brother's best friend.

Soon Wajdan fell in love with her and they got married, their life was going smoothly until the day when their rivals attacked her, Wajdan shot the gun in her direction, she thought that he had shot the gun on her but the truth was opposite.

The bullet touched her arm and she fell unconscious, they took her to the hospital and after her surgery, she went into a coma for 8 months.

After this incident Wajdan had disappeared, she didn't know where he was. She needs him, she wanted to hate him but she couldn't.

A lone tear escapes from her eye, she caresses her belly, she had lost her child in that incident. No one knew about it, when they had shot a bullet on her she was pregnant. She wiped her tears and whispers-

"إِنَّ اللّهَ مَعَ الصَّابِرِينَ."
"Surely Allah is with those who are patient."

"Ezah appi?"

She turned back and saw zayna standing there with a bowl of soup in her hands. She was getting attached to her and honestly she was liking her company. Faaezah took a glance at her and smiled.

"Appi, it's your medicine time."

Zayna said with a smile, Faaezah made a face hearing the word medicine. She literally hated the taste of them. Zayna chuckled seeing her annoying face.

Zayna made her drink the soup and then gave medicine to her. Zayna was taking care of her like Wajdan. Even many times Faaezah had noticed she resembled Wajdan and Haris but kept quiet. Maybe she was thinking a lot.

"Zayna don't call me appi, you are older than me in a relation, you can call me by my name."

Faaezah said, looking at her.

"But you are older than me and also I respect you so I won't call you by your name."

Zayna said and continued.

"And I like you to call appi because I always wanted an elder sister with whom I can share anything."

"Who said you don't have any elder sister? From now I'm your elder sister."

Faaezah said with a smile, Zayna's eyes tear up. She pulled Faaezah in a hug.

"Achaa, ab ro mat aur ye batao mujhe Phupho kab bana rahi ho?"

Faaezah said, smirking at her, Zayna's eyes widened. She looked down in shyness, her cheeks went beetroot red.

"Appi we don't have that type of husband wife relationship."