House of Perfidy

Chapter 14 : Ishan awasthi

Zain's POV

I hate hospitals but I had no option,
Atleast I had this novel that I borrowed from Saad.

"Ah-uh-mm" samaira the nurse groan in pain.

"Women, can you stop those dirty vocal practices,
I am loyal to my future wife."

I spoke to her half awake half death body.
I told the doctors, to keep it less Painful
(I meant physically not mentally.)

"What is this place ? Ooo wait it's plus health hospital. What am I doing here? who are you?"

"Oo little kitten, so many question...
Who am I?
Zain,
Remember me ?"

"No"

"Zaiba khan.
Familiar with the name ?"

Her face turned Pale.
She tried to get her body up from the bed.

"Umm, look you can get up if you want but we just got your uterus removed.
So if you wanna stay alive try not to move" I said with a pout on my face.

"Wait-what uterus ?"

"Yes"

She stared at my face with a blank expression.

"Well , I gave you answers to all your question, So answer all my questions.
Honestly,
What happened to my mother zaiba?
Did she Really die during my birth and who told you to sell me off?
Look sweetheart, the more honest you are. The more happy I will be to keep you Alive.
And also what is the use of you being alive?
You can't reproduce anymore.
I heard you just got married
Sorry for you loss."

She replied with tears streaming down her face
.
"Sir, I really don't know anything.
I just got paid for doing all those dirty work
Whatever doctor Ishan asked,
I did it all. It's not really my fault sir."

I walked closure to her and bent near her face

"Not your fault ?"
I laughed hysterically
"You sold 25 kids till now. You have blood of every single mother of those kids on your hand. How can you act all innocent?"

I grabbed her chin.
"You call yourself women?
Now suffer the loss.
How does it feel to know that can never ever be a mother?"

She screamed out of fear and cried out loud almost like she is some dog with rabies that wail's at night.

"Ohh.... now you feel the pain?
Things that happened because of you to me and my friends from the orphanage. Most of them are dead all because of you.
Do you even feel their pain?
The pain their parents went through all these years?
I helped them in hiding all the death bodies.
I only helped and got paid for it
Doctor Ishan knows what happened to your mother, I don't know anything.
And the count is 27 kids not 25,
I sold 27 kids for money.
Because I was getting paid more than my life.
I wish-"

"Keep wishing, its too late
I will leave youu now
I am so so sorry awwww that you can't give birth."
I said
(In the most babygirl tone I could use.)

"Why didn't you just kill me?" Samaira asked

"Well, samaira I first thought that I will destroy your career but I realized Ahmed is dead so your career is already ruined. So I decided to give you pain
And Only Pain.
That I suffered, The kids of the orphanage suffered, that all of the parents suffered. And mostly importantly what my mother zaiba suffered.
Remember my name Zain ali.
If I get any kind of tip against you,
I will make sure",

I bent closure to her hears,with my hands beside her body.
And I spoke,

" That Next time, every part of your body in served to the street dogs."

Another drop of tear ran down her face.

I moved myself away from her.

"Too late for these tears, samaira.
ALLAH HAFIZ.
May you have a good life with your kids
Oh So sorry only with your husband now.
Kids mmm... if you know you know".

She wailed,
I smirked and walked out of the room.
With my hands tucked in my pockets in a non-chalant posture. As if nothing happened.
I winked at the other nurses to whom,
I paid to do this work.

Rahil is right
I am Indeed everyone's type.

I forwarded my steps out of the hospital.
Rahil was waiting for me in the car.

"Everything done?" Rahil asked as I sat in the car.

"Yes, perfectly." I replied

"Did samaira-"
I spoke in the middle so that he won't continue that sentence.

"No she did not kill my mother, there is someone else
Doctor Ishan
I don't know who he is
Or where he is".

"What is the doctors full name? Ishan awasthi?"

I stared at his face in disbelieve,
Pathetic
He is always joking in serious situations.
Rahil laughed at my expression.

"Don't worry we will find him, where can he be?" Rahil asked.

"I believe, currently he is in his mid 50's
Because samaira was a mere mbbs student back then,
how disgusting it is for a mbbs student doing such a sickening work. Anyways we need to find him and I will actually feed his death body to the street dogs"

"Why not we just bury him alive?"
Rahil spoke while staring at the red signal.

"Good idea, shall we leave some scorpions and mice on him? It's Budget friendly too."
I replied.

We both stared at each other.
Giving each other a convincing look,
We laughed and giggled at the dark joke.

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Meaning

Ishan awasthi - a character from the movie taare zameen par.

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