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He immediately ran out of the room as fast as he could leaving a very scared and confused Ayan alone with ZainZain glanced at Ayan, saw him struggling to move, moved towards him "Bhai... Bhai relax" saw him taking deep breaths
Ayan stopped his struggle and looked at Zain "Azlan? ky... Kya hua ha usse" he asked in a scared voice
Zain rubbed his back "Kuch bhi nai hua ha relax!" he comforted caressing his back constantly
After a few seconds of taking deep breaths, composing himself Ayan spoke "Zain please batao kya hua ha usse?" he requested looking up at Zain
Zain sighed "Bhai Kasam sa koi bara masla nai ha, sirf unka bp high ho gaya tha aur breath unstable baki sab sai ha" he explained
Ayan frowned "baki sab? Kuch bach gaya ha, breathing unstable ho gai, bp high, Ya Allah... mujhay Azlan pas le chalo" he mumbled worriedly and sat up with the help of Zain
Winced at the contact of the tender skin with the bed "Lait jein na agar dard ho raha ha to" Zain sat next to him taking him in a side hug
Ayan shook his head "Mein theek hun... baba kaha ha?" he asked caressing Zain's back knowing how much all this must have affected the kid
"Chachu pas ha" He mumbled Ayan nodded "Aao bahir chalte ha" Zain immediately held his hand and stood up
"Bhai beth jein chup chap, You are already very weak," he said sternly staring at Ayan with a piercing gaze
Ayan sighed "Zain ple-" he tried but Zain cut him off sternly "Koi Zain please nai, I came to know about your stunt, that was not acceptable bhai, just wait until Bhaiya comes to know about it, he will skin you alive, aur abhi ka liye stick your a** to this bed don't even try to move or else ma baba ko bata dun ga woh apni zaban ma samjha dein ga apko" he glared at Ayan
Ayan whined "Kya ha, dant kyu rai ho yar, ajeeb bara hun ma tumse" he tried to scare Zain who scoffed
"Bare ha to bare ban ka dikhai Mr. Ayan" he rolled his eyes "Oi tameez sa beta" Ayan warned landing a whack on his back who puffed his cheeks sitting next to Ayan
"Marein mat" he mumbled with a pout hugging Ayan tightly taking all the comfort
Ayan smiled kissing his forehead "To mar khane wali harkatein nai karo na beta ji" he ruffled his hair
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Hammad held Zayd's hand "Zayd relax kar sab theek ha" He caressed his hand with his thumb
Zayd sighed closing his eyes "Nai ho raha yar... Meri bas ho gai ha Hammad" he whispered in a thick voice
Hammad pulled him in a hug caressing his back "Zayd Himmat kar... Itni tension na le" He comforted
Zayd tried his best to keep his tears in... But broke down when Hammad hugged him
"Kese tension na lun? mer... Mera beta itni takleef ma ha... Aik behosh para ha... Aik har pal apni zindagi ki jang lar raha ha... Aik na ro ro kar apne ap ko halkan kar liya ha...Ma kese tension na lun? ma kese apne bachon ki takleef ko dar guzar karun? Kese bardasht karun yeh sab?" he sobbed uncontrollably
Hammad rubbed his back letting him cry "Hammad ma thak gaya hun yar... Mere sa nai ho raha aur... Aik masla khatam nai hota ka dusra shuru... Aur Zain..." he hiccuped
"Zain boht disturb ha is sab sa... Aj phir usko attack aya tha... Amal ki recording sunai to kahi jake woh behtar hua... Uska sans band ho gaya tha..."
"Amal is duniya ma na hoke bhi bachon ka khayal kar rai ha... Ma kesa baap hun Hammad apne bachon ka liye kuch nai kar sakta... Unko protect nai kar sakta... Bache mujh sa batein chupate ha... Amal hoti to aisa kuch na hota... I failed as a father Hammad" he cried hiding his face in Hammad's neck
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