Infatuated Desire

Wanting Just Him

"No Asfand you don't need to come here. Hadia is perfectly fine. She just lost consciousness. And a bullet just passed by her."

Wadan was pacing in the room while talking on the phone. It was because of his voice that led Hadia to open her eyes.

The phone was with his ear and he was standing in front of her bed. His back was towards Hadia that's why he didn't saw Hadia regaining consciousness.

"No there's nothing to worry about and the doctor already told me I can take her home by evening."

While talking with him as he turned towards her his face glowed with happiness on seeing her coming back to her senses.

"Asfand I will talk to you later. Hadia came back to her senses."

After cutting the call, he desperately went towards her. While lying Hadia completely analyzed him. He was still in that shirt wearing on that day. His sleeves were folded to his elbow. His scattered hair....

His face gives a look of tiredness which clearly indicates that he wasn't living in peace for a moment.

"Thank God. You gained consciousness. I was totally scared."

He was seated on the chair moving closer to her bed. Hadia's hand which was on the side of her took it in his hands.

"If something had happened to you then I will never forgive myself. Never."

Saying desperately, he took Hadia's hand to his lips and bend over it. He was making her feel the touch of his warm lips on her cold hands.

On his intensity, Hadia's eyes become moistened. She was just staring at him without blinking her eyes. Now after kissing her hand, he took it to his face like some precious thing and rub it to his face.

"What happened? Why are you weeping? Are you in pain somewhere?"

When the sobbing sound of her hit his ear then he raise his face and glanced at her. Asking her desperately, he held her face with his both hands.

"You should be happy if something happened to me then it was your chance to free yourself from me and this relationship."

Enduring the pain in her shoulder she said to him in her teary voice.

A lone tear slipped from her eye and absorbed into her hair.

"You aren't feeling well. So don't stress your mind by thinking nonsense stuff."

His tone becomes stern and along with that, he tightened his hold on her face. But he wasn't giving her pain.

"It's not something nonsense. Because of it, we both aren't living happily Wadan. It will be good if that bullet just doesn't pass by me and now both of us will be at ease."

Locking her eyes with him, she said courageously.

Because that pain is much more than this one. For the last few days she has been enduring it because of his negligence and distancing.

She said completely ignoring the throbbing pain arising in her shoulder. She was unaware that her this talk is raising Wadan rage which he has been suppressing hardly.

"Just keep silent Hadia. Just silent. Now I will not endure listening to any single word anymore."

Holding her face in his both hands he tightly closed his eyes and touched his forehead with her forehead to take deep breaths. It seems as if he was trying to subside the outburst provoking inside of him.

"Since yesterday to till now I have been going through worse Hadia you don't know this. Seeing you in this condition I have died a thousand times."

With closed eyes, he was trying to forget the moments in which she was in his arms unconscious and drenched in blood.

That moments were no less than havoc for him.

"Wadan have you ever don't feel love for me?"

Hadia opened her eyes and gazed at him who was still standing with closed eyes hovering over her face and his forehead was on her forehead.

Hadia forwarded her hand and softly caressed his face as if trying to assure herself that he was actually standing closer to her and it was not just a dream.

Wadan who was standing with his eyes closed and feeling her to assure himself that she is perfectly fine with him.

On Hadia saying and feeling the touch of her hand on his cheek he instantly opened his eyes and find her staring at him and water was flowing in her eyes.

"You still don't love me despite having so much concern for me and becoming worried for me."

She again repeated her question.

And on her that question, Wadan instantly distanced himself from her. And on that, Hadia's tears started more flowing.

"Don't trouble yourself anymore by asking those questions whose answers are going to inflict you in pain."

With an expressionless face, he was gawking at her. Hadia's tears were paining him but he kept on standing like a statute staring at her and controlling his inner turmoil.

"I will keep on asking the question till I will not get the answer to my question."

She also declared to him in her stubborn tone. Today she was hell-bent on knowing what is feeling of Wadan for her in his heart.

His face, and his every gesture clearly indicate that he loves her. But don't know why he was afraid in expressing it in words.

"Today I am asking you for the last time Wadan if there's love in your heart for me then hold my hand."

Saying in a tear-filled voice, she forwarded her hand with hopeful eyes.

"If you don't love me then you just leave right now. Because right now I want the company of that person who loves me rather than fulfilling his responsibility."

She said moving her towards the door while her hand was still forwarded to him.

She was staring at him waiting for him who was gazing at her forward hand and then at her face every now and then.

"If you want this then it's fine."

After saying this, he took a step forward, and Hadia's face beamed with happiness but the very next moment he turned back.

"I'm going if you need me then call me I will come."

After done with his saying, he didn't stop there. With his heavy footsteps, he crushed her heart and dashed out of the room.

With wet eyelashes, Hadia kept looking at his departed figure going away from her.