(Editing in process)
Welcome to the journey of Hadi and Inaya.
This is a story with lots of love, fun and possessiveness.
This is my original work and all the pictures used in this are not mine, credit goes to it's owners.
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Tere Bin namumkin, apna guzara hai Har dua mein Maine, tujhko hi manga hai Tera jana jaise koi badwa....
(It's impossible to live without you I've always asked for you in my prayers You going is like a curse....) _________________________________________
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"Congratulations. The patient is out of coma. You can go inside. I suggest only three people to go inside. It can be overwhelming for the patient." The doctor Said.
Ya Allah I'm very grateful to you. Thank you for giving me my Hadi back. Me,Abba and mamma went inside.
"Hadi. Mera baccha. Yeh kya haal Bana liya tumne. Ham sab itne dar Gaye the Pata Hai." Mamma Saif while hugging Hadi.
(Hadi. My child. What condition did you make of yourself. Do you know we were so scared.)
"M-mai theek hu ammi." He said while clearing his throat.
(I-I'm okay mom.)
"A-ammi, Inaya kaha hai?" He said whole drinking water.
(M-mom, Where's Inaya?)
"H-hadi." Tears welled in my eyes. I hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry Hadi. Mujhe maaf kardo. Mai Kitna dar gayi thi apko Pata Hai. Please mujhe chor Kar mat jao."
(I'm sorry Hadi. Please forgive me. I was so scared. Please don't leave me.)
"Jaan. Aap kyu sorry bol rahi hai. Galti meri thi. Mujhe maaf kardo."I started crying in his arms. He tried to let go but I didn't let him. I kept on hugging him.
(My life. Why are you saying sorry? It's my fault. Please forgive me.)
"Jaan. Mai yahi hu. Mai kahin nahi jaa raha." I slowly started to pull back.
(My life, I'm here only. I'm nit going anywhere.)
"Mera baccha. Apne yeh kya haal Bana liya hai apna. Dekho ro ro Kar apne kaise karli hai aakhein." He said and wiped my tears and kissed my forehead. Oh, how I missed his kisses.
(Baby. What condition did you put yourself in. What you made yourself by continuously crying.)
"Chalo ab tumlog ka romance chodo aur rest Karo." Mamma said.
(Now you guys stop the romance and rest.)
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It was the day of Hadi's discharge and we were on out way home. Hadi was resting his head on my shoulder while holding my hand. Mujtaba was driving us home.
"Jaan aaj raat ke liye ready hojao. Apka intezaar rahega." He murmured in my ear making me blush. I was ready but I didn't know how to do this. God, what should I do.
(My life get ready for tonight. I'll wait for you.)
"Assalam walekum." We said as we entered our house.
"Walekum assalam. Chalo jaldi aao khane baitho. Hadi beta tum aur Inaya upar hi khalo, abhi bhi thode weak ho tum." Ammi said.
(Walekum assalam. Now come here and eat. Hadi you and Inaya eat upstairs because you're still weak.)
I laughed.
"Haa Hadi aap weak hai abhi bhi, chalein upar Mai khana lati hu." I said while laughing.
(Yeah Hadi you're still weak, you go upstairs I'll bring the food.)
After a while, I tool the tray upstairs. As soon as I opened the door I saw Hadi sitting on the bed.
"Chalein uthe, khana khalein." I said while keeping the tray on the table. Suddenly two hands grabbed my waist.
(Come on get up and eat.)
Hadi pulled me in his chest.
"Kya keh rahi thi aap begum? Mai weak hu?" He said whilst taking my earlobe in between his teeth.
(What were you telling wife? I'm weak?)
"Haa vo toh aap hain na. Doctor ne khud bola."
(Yeah you're weak. Doctor himself told that.)
"Aaj raat Mai batata hu na apko Mai Kitna weak hu." He bit my earlobe.
(Tonight I'll show you how weak I'm.)
"Hadi. Itni bhuk lagi hai toh khana Khaiye. Mujhe nahi."
(Hadi. If you're this hungry eat food. Not me.)
"Par mujhe toh apko khana hai."
(But I want to eat you.)
"Hadi, apko Pata Hai Mai Kitna dar gayi thi. Meri wajh se aapka aisa haal hua." I said and started crying while hugging him.
(Hadi, did you know I was so scared. Because of me you were in that condition.)
He cupped my face in his hands and wiped my tears.
"Maine kitni baar kaha apko ki yeh apki galti nai hai. Mai hi ghusse mein speed chala raha tha car. Aur vo ghussa bhi mujhe aap ke upar nahi tha meri jaan. Apke aakhon me aansu dekh Kar tha. Maine promise Kiya Tha ki apko kabhi rone nahi dunga aur aap meri wajh se hi ro rahi thi isliye."
(How Manu times have I told you that it's not your fault. I was the one who was driving the car fastly because of my anger. And that anger was not on you, my life. It was because of the tears in your eyes. I promised that I would never make you cry a d now here you are crying because of me.)
"Hadi, aap kitne acche hai." I hugged him once again.
(Hadi, you're so nice.)
He chuckled and said "Sirf accha?"
(Just nice?)
"Aur handsome bhi."
(And handsome too.)
"I'm honoured ki meri biwi mere baare me aisa sochti hain." He said and kissed my forehead.
(I'm honoured that my wife thinks of me this way.)
"Chalein ab khana khale. Khana thanda hogaya hoga."
(Come one, let's eat. Or else the food will turn cold.)
I started feeding him while eating. He bit and licked my fingers in between.
After eating I gave him his medicines and took the tray downstairs.
Hey guys. I hope you all had a good day. I was contemplating whether i should write mature themes, yk what I mean. Please give me your advice. I would appreciate it. I love you guys.♡
