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Zayd got out of his car and walked in, he took a shaky breath in as he stood in front of it
'Amal Khan daughter of Ahmed Khan wife of Zayd Khan, born on 9 Feb 1979 died on 8 Feb 2006'
Amal died one day before her birthday, and that day is Arhaan's birthday which is why Arhaan never celebrates his birthday
Zayd sat down in front of the grave, held his hands up for dua and started reciting Al-Fatiah as tears leaked from his eyes
"Asalam u Alikum Jaan" Zayd mumbled creasing the dirt
He smiled sadly, tears dripping from his eyes and falling on the dirt, some on his cheek
"Jaan apko pata ha! I failed" Zayd leaned back on the stone of the grave, Amal's grave was not covered with stone how usual graves are, she never liked such a thing which is why Zayd never got it done
However, there was one big piece of stone that had her details carved on it beautifully and was placed at the place where Amal's head was placed when she was buried
"Amal pata ha Ayan ko CAD ha, obviously apko pata hoga ap bhi to cardiologist ho na" Zayd chuckled but his smile dimmed when a thought crossed his mind 'Cardiologist thi'
He sighed heavily creasing the grave "Amal mujh sa nai ho raha yaar I need you, mein janta hun ap hamesha mere dil ma ho par Abhi I need to hug you, to cry my heart out ap ke bagehir nahi raha jata Amal" Zayd broke down in tears and sobbed, saying in a painful voice
"Mera bacha, Hamara bacha itni takleef sa guzar raha ha aur mein kuch kar bhi nai sakta, apko pata ha aj usna subha khud apne ap ko injection lagaya" Zayd closed his eyes letting the raindrops fall on his face
"Can you imagine? Ayan! Ayan na apne ap ko khud shot lagaya, woh Ayan jo Azlan ko ya kisi ko
Shot lagta dekh la to ro ro kar khud ko bukhar karwa leta tha usna khu-" Zayd choked on his words and chuckled with tears
"Bache bare ho gai ha Amal! Boht bare, itna ka apne bap sa raz rakhne ate ha unko, mein kahan galat ho gaya Amal, Ayan na sab chupaya is ma meri galti ha usko laga uska bap boht kamzor ha uski bemari ka sun kar seh nai pai ga"
"Par Amal usko yah kyu samjh nai aya? ka uska bap yeh jan kar keh woh itna time takleef sa akele guzr raha ha tut jai ga? kyu us na yeh zulm kiya mujh par?" Zayd cried hugging his knees closer to his chest
"Amal mujhay boht takleef ho rahi ha, itna dard bardasht nai kar sakta mein, please help me, mere pass wapis aa jao" he cried keeping his head on her grave begging her
"I miss you Amal apke bagheir zindagi nai guzar rahi, aik din aik saal jesa lagta ha, mein boht bebas ho gaya hun kahi sa aa jao" Zayd cried hysterically
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"Aruu" Ayan said sweetly entering Arhaan's room slowly
Arhaan who was lying on his bed leaning on the bedrest, heard him enter and closed his eyes pretending to be asleep
Ayan already saw him awake and decided to play along "Oho! Aru to so raha ha ab yeh chocolate mein Zain ko de dun ga" Ayan said mischievously waving the big chocolate bar in front of sleeping Arhaan
Ayan frowned when Arhaan didn't budge, the fact that Arhaan didn't jump to get the chocolate from
Him was a big thing as Arhaan can never compromise on his chocolates
Ayan was about to say something but stopped when Azlan entered the room
Ayan whined silently looking at him and he raised his eyebrows in confusion
'Help me' Ayan mouthed and Azlan rolled his eyes but took out an empty syringe from his pocket and signaled him to play along
Ayan looked at him shocked for a few seconds and then covered his bottom by placing both his hands on it and said near Azlan's ear
"Mein koi shot nai lun ga pehla hi mere jaan nikal gai ha zalil insan bs kar de" Ayan whisper-shouted
"Shut up gadhe! You want Arhaan to talk to you right?" Ayan nodded dumbfounded
"Then just play along" Ayan again nodded and followed Azlan to Arhaan's bed
Azlan saw Arhaan's face and chuckled as his lips were pouty making it obvious that he was sulking in his brain
Azlan slowly tilted Arhaan to his side and said to Ayan who sat in front of Arhaan
"Ayan jab tak Aru so raha mein usko shot deta hun tu dehan rakhna" Azlan mumbled loudly and Arhaan gulped hearing him
He knew his bhaiya wouldn't inject him he had already given him his dose and was just doing it to make him talk
Azlan smirked and slowly pulled Arhaan pent down rubbing an alcohol pad on the area
Arhaan gulped harder he was scared but at the same time stubborn enough to not move an inch
Azlan gave him an amused look and pointed the cap-covered needle toward the area
Ayan closed his eyes tightly and held Arhaan's hand even though he knew all this was an act even imaging his brother going through pain sent shivers down his spine
Azlan chuckled without any noise and pinched Arhaan on the exposed skin, Arhaan immediately jumped and screamed in pain as the pain was very similar to needle pain
"Ahhh ahhh ahhh bhai bs bs dard ho raha" he cried hugging Ayan who opened his eyes and glared at Azlan who was silently laughing still pinching Arhaan
"Azlan mat kar bacha ha" Ayan swatted Azlan's hand away and rubbed the spot that had turned red
"Aww mera baby bs" Ayan picked up Arhaan and rocked him on his lap
After a few minutes of Azlan laughing, Ayan rubbing Arhaan's back and Arhaan whining in pain, they all settled down quietly with Arhaan still on Ayan's lap
"Bhai" Arhaan called out softly "ge bhai ki jaan" Ayan replied creasing his neck
"Dont leave me please" Arhaan whispered with teary eyes and Ayan cooed kissing them
"I won't baby" Ayan said with a smile "but I'm scared" Arhaan mumbled
"Ap kabhi kahi jana nai, I love you and I can't live without you, ap mere liye sab kuch ho, jis zindagi mein ap nai hoga mujhay wou zindagi nai chahiye" Arhaan sobbed hugging Ayan tightly-
To be continued
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