Before it's too late, save him.
While Kadira was muddled with her conscience, she saw that Akram who was shivering till now, began stumbling. She gasped...
Before it's too late, save him... Save him Kadira... Save him Aseema..
Save him!!!!Kadira's adrenaline rushed, she rushed towards him, towards her Akram.
Akram stumbled many times, but still remained on his position, his body is trying to give up but his heart won't. While he was trying to stand, he saw a hazy figure approaching him.
Am I hallucinating? Or is it real?... Begum is approaching... Begum is.. (He fell on the ground on his knees, all his strength vanished)...
"Akram!" Kadira gasped and swung her arms around him. She placed her hands on his shoulders, trying to wake him up, " Akram!, wake up" He snickered a little, "Are you here for real? Begum" His voice is rarely audible under the rain... "Akram, wake up, please".....
"Ahh, your voice is music to my ears," With this Akram fell unconscious."Akram!!" Kadira shook him a few times, but he didn't wake up... With the help of Sahir, they took Akram inside the house, cleaning him and treating his heavy fever.
Kadira is crying, oh god! What have I done? He is suffering too much. Akram, please, I am sorry,... Sorry Akram... Even Sorry is small for you...
At night~
Akram slowly opened his eyes to see Kadira above him... He blinked his eyes few times to make sure he isn't dreaming. When he realised that he isn't, he can't help but smile how Kadira is dozing off... How long has it been to watch her like this.. He noticed her features, how she always frowned when asleep, he noticed the dry tears on her cheeks... Was she crying? I always make her cry... Sorry Kadira...
He slowly caressed her cheeks, feeling the softness of her cheeks against his calloused hands...
Sometimes I feel like she is a flower, she feels so fragile that I may hurt with my hands.Akram then realised that he is on her lap, he felt her lap so comfortable that he started nuzzling against her lap. Feeling like a baby.
Kadira woke up, feeling his hands around her cheeks. She saw him who was smiling with content, his eyes with the same emotion she used to saw when he adored her.
"Akram..." She whispered.
"Say it again" He said while caressing her cheeks softly.
"Akram..."
"Still music to my ears" Akram smiled even more.
Kadira replied him with a smile... Just they were into each other's eyes, when suddenly Ishaan and Sahir entered the room to find the couple in love...Ishaan giggled while Sahir felt uncomfortable.
Soon both snapped out, Ishaan ran towards them, "Abbu! Ammi!"
They both smiled at this little angel, Akram tussled his hair, while he snuggled under his hand. Kadira looked at Father and Son's bond, no matter how much she can avoid, it is still an unbreakable bond.
Sahir and Ishaan left soon after, leaving them alone. Akram broke the silence, "Begum, I feel like I am in a sweet dream" He said grinning ear to ear.
Kadira's heart melted to see that smile again, "This is reality... But are you really insane? How could you be still stubborn, putting your life on edge? "
He chuckled, "Yeah, I am insane in your love, your eyes, your naughty lips, your silky hair, your sensitive ears..." Akram started describing every part of her , worshipping her like a devotee.
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Begum naraj Hain ® (Original)
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