*Author's POV*
"What!! " Azhar (Ayan's father) said and sat on the edge of the study table in shock. "Yes Sir it's confirmed the old house help rehma has confirmed it , also she was willing to meet you but you were busy" guard from the other side responded .
Recovering from the shock he shouted at him "What the hell why didn't you tell me earlier about this , bring her to me now" He threw the phone and sat on the chair . How could she die , why God , why did you have to do this tears streamed down his eyes.
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.*Ayan's POV*
I took the shower changed into a black suit , wore my watch and headed downstairs to have breakfast . "Ok call them for a meeting tomorrow we need to get on this project asap" , "ok Sir anything else" . "No just send me my schedule for today...."
***Vase falls***
My attention drifted towards baba's(dad) library as I heard the sound of some vase falling , "I'm coming to the office within 45 minutes" I cut the call and entered the library as I entered I saw baba lying on the floor beside a vase.
"BABAA" I shouted and ran towards him when Aliya entered the room and got terrified seeing baba like this "What happened to him Ayan bhai" she asked me while running towards dad.
"I don't know Aliya, just call the doctor" I replied and she dialed the doctor's number while I took him to the room and laid him on the bed.
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.The doctor came out of the room "He had a b.p shoot up and if you were some minutes late it could have been really dangerous, he seemed really stressed but thankfully he is better now, you can meet him after a while and make sure he doesn't take any stress".
"Ok doctor we'll look after him , the guard will drop you and give him the prescription" doctor nodded and left .
Aliya hugged me "Thank god Bhai you went there on time otherwise..." She started crying.
"Don't worry bacha Baba will be fine and don't call Ami (mom) or Ali they'll get worried and won't enjoy the functions ok now let's go we'll make some healthy soup for him before he wakes up".
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.We can't let you in , but Azhar Sir himself ordered me to get her to him as soon as possible. But Sir is not feeling well right now he can't meet anyone.
"What's the matter" I shouted and everyone shut their mouths. A lady probably in her late 60s said "You must be Ayan right" with a hopeful tone "yes but I don't know you" I replied.
"You don't but your parents do , please let me meet Azhar it's really urgent please" she almost started begging me "hey hey please stop miss.."
"I'm Rehma, your father knows me please let me have a talk... " She was cut off by our house help.
"Ayan Sir, Azhar Sir has gained consciousness he is asking to meet Miss rehma" I ran to see Baba . "BABA are you fine we were worried about you"I asked.
"I need to meet Rehma baji it's important" Baba said with a trembling voice."Sadaf aunty , get her" I asked the house help to get her . "She's here".
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."Author's POV*
"Azhar" a familiar voice came from the door side and he saw rehma bua looking at him, her eyes filled with tears. "Baji ye sab" a tear fell off his eye.
"Bas , it was all destined how we could do anything about it" she patted his hand and consoled him.
"When did this happen?" He asked bua "It's been a month now , it was a heart attack we reached the hospital but her condition worsened" Bua said with teary eyes.
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