Humayra's pov
I woke up in the Hospital, as the events, flashed back into my head. God !
I tried to get up, and then I saw a nurse, I hoped it wouldn't be that Nurse, but it was." You have finally woken up ? Are you a sickler ? " she asked rudely, and I felt like smashing her head with the rock. Well, If I did it would be the Eleventh person I have killed in my life, if the thug didn't died. You heard me right ! I am a murderer.
I was about to go back into my past, when the rude nurse, said.
" Madam, I am talking to you. "
" I know. "
" and you didn't answer. It's because of Nurses like you, that some patients don't survive. "" Are you calling me a murderer. In fact, you ... Are the killer. God knows how many people you have killed. "
" Yeah, and you may be the eleventh one. " I said, giving her a murderous look, and she nearly tripped, and I started laughing at her look.
She hurriedly left the room, and I gave a sad smile, as the doctor rushed in.
" You are awake. "" Yes, I am. " I said adding niceness into my tone.
" It was just a slight trauma, and you can be discharged, remember stay away from stress. " He said, and I nodded.
" Thanks doc. "
" Just my job. " He said, and left.
Soon, Dad came in, and then ... Amjad.
" Humayra ! " he called, hugging me.
" Abbi ! Break my bones. "
" Sorry dear. I was worried. "
" You always worry, Don't get your BP up. " I joked, and he smiled." You really bring light, everywhere you go. "
" Of course, I am your daughter. " I said, and I could see Amjad smile.
His refreshing smile." Um... Humayra... "
" Yes, Dad. "
" This is Amjad... "
" I met him Dad, he saved my life. " I finished the statement for him, and dad moved aside, for him to talk to me.
" Um... Hi. " he said, and it was just so awkward. Dad left the room, for Amjad to talk to me, and he dropped Sultan.
" Hi sis. " Yaya Ayman said, dropping Sultan close to me.
" I didn't want to leave Sultan worrying, so when the doctor asked Me to get your drugs, I brought him home. "" Thanks... How about mom, and Ayrah. " I said, not a question, I knew they wouldn't come. He noticed Amjad, and then he said.
" Ayrah was sick, so she went to the family doctor. "
" Oh. "
" I'll be back, stay with your Sultana. " He said, and left. They didn't want me to be alone with a man, and so they dropped Sultan, so we wouldn't get bored.
" Hi, How are you now ? " He asked.
" Fine, thanks. " I said, getting up.
" I am sorry for the question. "
" Never mind, and I wanted to ask... Did anything happen to them ? "" Oh, they are healed, and they've been arrested. "
I took a sigh of relief, I don't have another death on me. I know ,you're probably scared of me right now.
" Oh, Thanks again. Well, this is kind of awkward. " I said what went through our minds.
" You are ri..." The sound of his ringtone, breaks his sentence.
" sorry. Got a call. "He read the caller ID, and he began to frown. " Hello, Mom. "
Are all moms , this cruel !
He left the room, and I turned to Sultan, who was playing a game on his Imosè Educational Tablet.

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