The Runaway Bride

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Few months later...

Aisha's POV
"U are being discharged today, as u haven't paid the hospital bills!" The nurse rudely snapped at me.

I wanted to hug someone and cry like a small child.
"Ok!" I whispered politely.
It wasn't their fault that they are being rude...
I had no money, didn't pay the hospital bills, but still they kept me and my baby in for 2 nights.
I was blessed with a son a day ago.
He looked exactly like feroze.
At first I didn't want to look at him, but it wasn't his fault that he looked like his father...
Yes, over the time, I grew hatred for feroze.
What he did with me was more than cruel...
I could never forgive him.
I would raise my child with the best manners, with care and protection and would never let him be like his father..
Cruel, heartless, rude,..etc.

I took a cab and reached home.
It was completely filthy.
Either I would die or my son by living in this dirty environment.
Men kept smoking in the adjacent apartments, and all the smell easily came in.
I can't believe my family had dumped me here.
Am I that bad?
Why did they tell me that I can't marry anyone but feroze?
Why did they never allowed me to luv someone?
They snatched my childhood from me!
I always waited for my Prince Charming, feroze, to come, and then??
All this??
What's my fault?
What's my child's fault?

I cleaned up our room a bit.
And placed him on the bed.
I went into the kitchen to boil some milk for my son, but there was absolutely nothing...

Tears started streaming down my face...
Kya feroze bhi aisi kharab zindagi jee raha ho ga??
(Would feroze also be living such a bad life?)
Ofcourse not...
Then can't he send me any money...?
Suddenly the phone rang.
I picked it up...

"Hello? Aisha?" Feroze asked.
My heart clenched.
"Your Aisha has died! Don't u dare call me again!" I screamed at him.
"I didn't call you by my own will! Mom told me to!! And it was just for the sake of my son!" He hissed from the other end.
"Who do u think u are to call him your son?" I asked angrily.
He was about to answer but I didn't let him.
"I don't wanna hear it feroze! Just stay with your family and don't call me again,,," I said and cut the call.

My son, well, I will call him ayaz, yeah, ayaz had fallen asleep by crying for hunger...
I sat on the edge of the bed and just gave a thought of what I just said over the phone call.
My ALLAH is with me.
I don't want to beg infront of him!
I would manage, I would sell all my gold, do a job, or anything else...
I am enough for my child and my child is enough for me...

Asley's point of view 

"Aawww mera bacha!! Kya hogaya hai waleed ko?? Neend nai Arahi mera baby??" ( aaww my son!! What happened to waleed?? My little waleed doesn't wanna sleep?) I asked picking him up from his cot.

He was a copy paste of waleed...
I named him waleed...
Now I have two waleeds.
One lives in my heart and the other lives in my arms...

"Uuff mere waleed ko fever ha!! Chalo, let's go to the doctor! Mama is coming!" I reassured him...
Even though he couldn't understand what I'm speaking about, I really liked it.
It kept me busy and happy.
Waleed couldn't sleep properly due to fever.
He was 4 months old...my cute lil son.
I loved him more than anything and his happiness was all I wanted...

I quickly got ready and settled waleed in his car seat.

I drove to a nearbye hospital, and went to the administration...
I hated the smell of the hospital..it made me feel dizzy and it made waleed cry.

"Mam do you have an appointment or did you come in emergency?" The nurse asked.

I wish I had an appointment to skip the waiting.
"Emergency." I replied.

"Please have a seat." She told me motioning me towards the waiting room.
"Is there a chance to meet the doctor right now!? My son would create a big scene by waiting that long.!"
"Dr. Susie, your child's doctor has appointments at the moment...though I can direct you to doctor ayan, if u don't Mind?" She asked.
"Alright, I just don't wanna wait!"
I said, smiling.

Thanks to ALLAH that I skipped this long wait...
I picked waleed's carrier and walked after the nurse...

"This room!" She said opening the door and calling me inside..

I entered the beautifully decorated children's ward.
As soon as my eyes met the doctor's, my heart stopped beating...
Tears started brimming in my eyes...
But I suddenly remembered waleed's words...

"I would always be with you"
"You are never alone"

My grip tightened on waleed's carrier...
Tears were now flowing down...
He was shocked as well.

"I have to leave, excuse me!" I said and the nurse moved out of my way...

Assalam o alaikum!
I KNOW ITS SHORT!!!
But I'm gonna leave Pakistan in a week and have to meet tons of family members....
I hope u understand!
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