Raaz ( Mystery)

Chapter 13

اب کے ہم بچھڑے تو شاید کبھی خوابوں میں ملیں

جس طرح سوکھے ہوئے پھول کتابوں میں ملیں

Now that we are separated maybe we will see each other in our dreams

Just like dried flowers are found inside books

Asher :

January 5 , 2020
He saw himself standing in the middle of Mayakovskya with trembling hands , racing heart and sore head. He tried to move past the crowd , with every step he took he could feel the ground slipping from under his feet. As he got closer to the crowd he could see the blood splash on the ground. He felt a grip on his arm. Someone was holding him trying to make room for him in the mob and helping his motionless body move. He couldn't recognize the person due to his lamentable state of mind.

As he got closer to her, he didn't even realize when it became unable for him to bear the weight of his body. He was on his knees in an instant with her lifeless body laying in the blood pool Infront of him. He wanted to scream but his lips were sealed. He wanted to bawl his eyes out but there were no tears in them. All eyes were on him but he couldn't see anyone around him.

"Please don't go. Please don't go" he repeated this sentence a thousand times in his head. Suddenly everything blacked out before his eyes until he lost himself in the darkness.

Asher woke up in a distressed state. He could hear his heart racing. His shirt was soaked in sweat with tears rolling down his cheeks. He wiped his tears and took a few deep breaths trying to calm his stiff muscles. Then he grabbed his cell phone from the side table to check the time. It was 5 am in the morning. Asher went to the kitchen to fetch himself a glass of water. He felt a little better after drinking water. His eyes landed towards her room. He couldn't stop himself from entering it. The room was simple and elegant with white walls and off white interior. He looked at the frame hanging on the wall with their childhood picture. Raha was hugging him in the picture while he was smiling with his crooked teeth and the dimple on his face.

This took him down the memory lane. He was sitting on the living room couch with a bunch of papers while Raha was reading the Quran sitting beside him.

"Apki Nazar Mai muhabbat kya hoti hai ?" ( What is love in your opinion ?) He asked this question out of the blue. Growing up Asher had always wondered what love actually was. He had seen his friends dating in highschool calling their relationship true love and then breaking up after a few months.

Raha smiled at his question. "Muhabbat wo khilkhila kar boli ( love she said while smiling). Wo Jo Sirf ALLAH sy aur ALLAH k liyay hoti hai ( It is something that only happens with and for God)."
Asher couldn't understand the depth of her words and what she meant because he wasn't closer to ALLAH back then. When he snapped out of the memory lane. He looked at picture on the wall and said " I miss you sm Apa" with a glum expression on his face.
He went to sleep again after praying Fajr. He had taken the day off from work because of his appointment with the doctor.

Mihrimah :
She woke up at 6 : 47 Am for Fajr. She wasn't able to offer Tahajjud because they slept at midnight. Mihrimah was staying at Fajr's place for the time being. It was Fajr's idea , she didn't want Fajr to get in any trouble because of her but since she practically begged Mihrimah to stay at her place so she didn't have an option. Mihrimah tried to wake her up before going to make Wudu. After making Wudu when she entered the room again Fajr was on the floor with blood dripping out of her hand and pieces of glass all around her.

"What happened Fairy ? Are you okay? " Mihrimah rushed towards her side in panic.

"I don't know I just slipped off the bed breaking the vase and my hand got a cut from it." Fajr replied in a sleepy tone.

"Why are you so careless Fairy? Now come here with me. And be careful please" Mihrimah held her hand and took her out of the room. She looked at the cut , it was deep but not deep enough to demand stitches.

"It will be alright it's not that deep. Let me do the dressing" Mihrimah said and Fajr nodded.

After doing her bandage they both prayed Fajr together and Mihrimah left for a court hearing.
Fajr picked her up at 2 pm from the Butyrsky District Court of Moscow. While on their way to the hospital Mihrimah asked "If you could change anything about your life. What would it be ?"

Fajr gave her a confused smile before she said " Nothing I think everything happens for a reason but if I could go back in time I would love to relieve some moments of my life."

"And what are those moments?"

Fajr went quite for a second. She knew where this conversation was going. Mihrimah wanted her to move on and she wasn't wrong because it had been 7 years already since they last met each other. She was holding on to something which she wasn't sure was hers or not in the first place. And only Mihrimah had seen her condition after he left. She had lost her spark , she didn't smile the same way and she didn't enjoy life the same way she did before.

"Fajr you need to move on. I know it is not as easy as it looks but it is important for you to be happy" Mihrimah said which brought Fajr back from her thoughts.

"Yes I know" she replied. Mihrimah had noticed the gloomy expression on her face so she decided not to drag the conversation any further.

Author's note :
Assalamualaikum I hope y'all are doing well. Is Fajr going to move on ? Will Mihrimah be able to protect herself and the people in her life ? Will Asher ever be able to recover from his loss ?