ENAMOUR LOVE

Chapter 76.

We were given permission to meet Baba as they shifted him in the private room. We together entered inside and maama immediately walked towards the bed and stood by his side holding his hand.

Aaban didn't move an inch from his place and kept looking at Baba. He seemed frozen in his place. "Aaban." Maama called in a whisper but he was lost. I held his hand which as if snapped him from his state and he looked at Maama.

"Jee? Aap ne kuch kaha?" (Yes? Did you say something?). He asked after clearing his throat and was looking down and wasn't making eye contact.

"Idhar aao." (Come here). He looked at her then walked towards her in slow steps. Maama cupped his face and kissed his forehead. She was about to say something but there was a knock on the door and a nurse entered inside.

She was checking upon Baba and maama was by his side holding his hand. Aaban slowly moved back and walked out of the room. I glanced at maama and she was looking so much better from before.

I stepped out as well in search of him. Where he might have gone? I searched for him looking around my surroundings but he wasn't there. I started running and was roaming my eyes all around. Where are you Aaban?

I walked towards the staircase searching for him like a mad woman. Taking my phone out I dialled his number but I remember his phone was in my purse and I forgot to give him back. As I was about to climb down the stairs my gaze landed on him and I took a breath of relief.

He was standing near the window looking outside at the sky. His back was facing me and he didn't notice me. Without making any sound I walked to him and was about to keep my hand on his shoulder but stopped mid way listening to him.

"Leave me alone Amyrah." How does he even know that it's me.

"You can talk to me Aaban." I whispered.

"I don't know, I'm not in the right state of mind so leave me." I was in turmoil whether to listen to him or do the opposite. I'm aware that he needs space but leaving him in this moment when he is feeling alone isn't the right thing to do.

With a baby step I walked closer to him and hugged him from behind. His muscles stiffened. I tightened my grip on him and rested my face on his back. Slowly his muscles started relaxing and with it my nerves were calming down too.

He needed the comfort but I know he wouldn't ask for it.

Why do the men try to act strong all the time? It isn't weak to show real emotions then why do they act otherwise?

After a few minutes I felt his hand on mine and it made me smile a little. "You aren't alone." I whispered it to him. After what felt like forever, I detached myself from him and walked in front of him standing in between the glass window and his muscular form.

His eyes were a little red. Tipping myself I held his face in mine and made him look down at me. "Baba is absolutely fine Aaban. Stop stressing out please." I caressed his cheek and kissed the bottom of his lips.

He just kept looking at me with emotionless expressions. "What's wrong?" He shook his head and pulled me in his embrace keeping his face on my shoulder and tightening his grip on my back.

I encircled my arms around his neck and was caressing his nape. "Everything's fine." He nodded and pulled me closer towards him. I was literally being crushed in his arms.

I was intact in my place trying to make him as comfortable as he wanted and letting him do what he feels. I don't mind anything which comes from him in fact I would love to satisfy him in any way possible.

"I wasn't able to look at him in that condition." I heard his painful voice and it ached my heart. "He is the pillar of our family. I can't afford losing him or just even looking at him in that condition." I was only caressing his back listening to him.