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51: bringing him back

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AALIYANA'S POV: 

I flickered my eyes, as I felt sun rays tingling on my face. I tried to feel Zaviyaar on the bed, but I huffed as I didn't locate him. Where is he? I recall clearly that he slept with me last night. I opened my eyes and saw no one by my side, hurt flushed over me.

I moved my sight to the couch, but he wasn't there either. Maybe he went down. I glanced at the clock, which informed me it was 11 am. My cramps are much bearable now. I went into the washroom and got out after taking a refreshing shower. I felt good. A smile crept on my lips when I remembered how he massaged me last night. 

I went down, everyone was there in the hall. Zaviyaar wasn't there either. Where is he? A worker came and called us for breakfast. We got settled on the table. Why isn't nobody asking for him? 

"Aaliyana tabiyat kesi hai?" Mom asked. 
(How are you, Aaliyana?)

"Ab theek hai," I informed her I was finer.
(Better.)

I was about to ask something about Zaviyaar when Zayyan's phone rang, and our attention switched to it. He answered the phone. 

"Hmm... WHAT?... I thought you were in your room only... Yeah... in front of me... I'll try to... Okay bye," he cut the call. Was it Zaviyaar?

"Mom, Dad, and Bhabhi, bhai has to an urgent business trip; before you scold me, I didn't do anything," he told us. 

"Is he dumb? Ye larka pagal hogya hai, har waqt kaam, kaam aur bas kaam. Abhi theek bhi nhi howa aur aisko dekho. Aaliyana tumhe pata tha?" Mom scolded him.
(This boy has gone mad; all he has to do is work, work, and work. He isn't well yet. Aaliyana did know about it?)

I shook my head, trying to control the river from streaming down my cheeks. I knew he didn't have any business trip, he went away to avoid me only. It was breaking me apart. I could hear their muffled voices, but my thoughts were occupied by him only. I guess he has stopped loving me. 

He, too, once called me a cheater. We talked things out, and everything went fine. Zaviyaar don't do this to me. We need to sort things out or this will get bad for me, for you, for us, and for our marriage. 

I no longer had a wish to eat. The day went by in a blink of an eye. I didn't have anything to do. I wanted to call him and talk to him, but I didn't call him, thinking maybe he didn't want me anymore. Maybe this is what I deserved. I slept while overthinking; I didn't have any other option; before dozing off, I concluded I would drive and meet Mama and Baba tomorrow. I missed them.  

I woke up to the sound of the alarm, I was waiting for Zaviyaar to switch it off for me as he always does. 

"Zaviyaar, turn off the alarm," I said, my eyes still closed. I opened my eyes, only to get a reality check that he wasn't here; he left me, leaving me alone.