love by chance

chapter 30

As the news of Nadiya's passing spread, her parents, Ahmed and Aysher, arrived at the scene, their faces etched with grief. They rushed to Khadija, Irfan's mother, embracing her tightly as they sobbed uncontrollably.

"My daughter, my beautiful daughter," Aysher wailed, her voice cracking with pain. "Why did she have to leave us so soon?"

Ahmed, Nadiya's father, stood frozen, his eyes fixed on the spot where Nadiya's body lay. He muttered to himself, "My child, my child... what will I do without you?"

Khadija held Aysher close, trying to comfort her. "Aysher, dear, I'm so sorry. This is a devastating loss for all of us."

Irfan, still reeling from the shock, stood by, his eyes vacant, his heart shattered into a million pieces. His mother, Khadija, wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight.

"Irfan, dear, I'm here for you. We'll get through this together," she whispered, trying to hold back her own tears.

As the funeral proceedings began, Ahmed, Irfan, uncle Adnan, irfan's father and other male relatives prepared to bury Nadiya. They carried her body to the grave, their faces somber, their hearts heavy with grief.

As they lowered Nadiya's body into the grave, Ahmed whispered a final prayer, his voice cracking with emotion. Irfan stood by, his eyes fixed on the grave, his heart shattered into a million pieces.

After the burial, Ahmed and Irfan returned to the gathering, their faces etched with grief. Aysher and Khadija embraced them, tears streaming down their faces.

Aysher clutched Khadija's hand, her voice barely above a whisper. "Take care of Irfan, Khadija. He's lost the love of his life. Make sure he's okay."

Khadija nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. "I will, Aysher. I'll do everything I can to support him through this difficult time."

As the mourners began to disperse, Irfan and the rest of the family members returned home.

Irfan trudged through the front door, his feet heavy with grief. He didn't bother to acknowledge anyone, didn't even notice the concerned faces of his family members. He just made his way straight to the room he shared with Nadiya, the room that now felt empty and hollow.

He closed the door behind him, shutting out the world, and collapsed onto the floor, overcome with emotion. Tears streamed down his face as he let out a heart-wrenching sob. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of sorrow, unable to find a lifeline to cling to.

After what felt like an eternity, Irfan slowly got up, his eyes red and puffy. He stumbled over to the bedside table, where a framed picture of Nadiya smiled back at him. He picked it up, holding it close to his chest, and began to talk to her, as if she were still there, listening to him.

"Nadiya, my love, why did you have to leave me?" he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "I remember the day we first met like it was yesterday. I was driving like a maniac, and you were the one who stopped me, who made me see sense. You were the one who changed my life, who made me a better person."

Irfan's eyes welled up with tears as he recalled the memories they had shared. He remembered the way Nadiya used to laugh, the way she used to smile, the way she used to make him feel like he was the only person in the world.

"I'm so sorry, Nadiya," he sobbed, his body shaking with grief. "I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you, that I couldn't save you. I feel so lost without you, so alone. What am I supposed to do without you?"

As he spoke, Irfan felt like he was pouring out his heart, like he was sharing his deepest, darkest secrets with Nadiya. He felt like she was listening to him, like she was still with him, guiding him through the darkness.