Kahi Ankahi

Chapter 17

A/N: no Internet but i missed my story, Hussain, Qirat and my lovely readers! Updating on mobile data. This one might have some errors. Ignore them haha x I hope you like it.

Hussain's p.o.v.

"Meri gaadi mein se saamaan nikaal ke mere kamre mein le aayein, please." I called up our driver and told him. I put my phone on the table next to my bed.

"Bohat badi ghalti kardi main, Shehryaar. Aur ab main bohat pachhta raha hoon." I confessed, sitting on the bed. I told him everything that happened; from the day when I made the worst decision of my life to this day. He quietly listened, never interrupting me. I cried as I spoke and he handed me a glass of water. I gulped water, feeling somewhat better as the liquid went down my dry throat. Shehryaar looked at me.

"Main maafi ke qaabil bhi nahi hoon, Shehryaar. Ammi aur abbu ka bohat dil dukhaya maine." I didn't know how many times I'd said that. "Aur... aur jo Qirat ke saath kiya..." I paused, as Karim chacha came in with the stuff I told him to bring. He placed the shopping bags on the bed and smiled at us before walking away. I shifted my sight to Shehryaar who was already looking at me. "Main iss qadar khudgarz kaise hogaya tha, Shehryaar?" I questioned. I was beginning to realise that Qirat was the main reason behind me coming back. I had to ask her for forgiveness. I was still in my thoughts when Shehryaar hugged me. I realised now how much I needed this. I hugged him back tightly.

"I missed you, bhai." He almost whispered. "I missed my best friend." He added.

A fresh pair of tears rolled down my cheeks as I hugged him back. I knew he was crying too because I could feel the shirt over my shoulder getting wet. I didn't bother. We stayed in that position for what felt like years. We then broke the hug.

"Shehry..." i paused. He looked at me. "Qirat kaisi hai?" I asked, not quite knowing his answer.

"Bohat bahaddur hai." He replied. "Khuda ki kasam mujhe andaaza bhi nahi tha ke uske andar inti himmat aur itna hausla hai." He added and I quietly listened. "Haan, tere jaane ke baad she cried... a lot. Aur kuch dino ke liye usne khud ko apne kamre tak hi mehdood kar liya tha but within a week, she was back to normal." He told me what had happened after I left. Every detail about that day stabbed me right in yhe heart. Itni khudgarzi? I asked myself. "Hussain, maine har din uski aankhon mein takleef dekhi lekin uss din ke baad ek baar bhi usne woh takleef ka izhaar nahi kiya." Shehryaar continued.

"I miss her, Shehryaar. Maine bohat ghalat kardia. Maine apni zindagi ka ek bohat ehem hissa kho diya... bhai it feels like maine apni zindagi kho di." I said whatever was in my heart. It was truth. Being away from Qirat made me realise what she meant to me. "Woh mujhe kabhi maaf nahi karegi. Maine usey us din akela chhor diya jis din mujhe uske paas hona chahiye tha. I'm regretful, Shehryaar." I added. "I wish sab kuch rewind hojaaye, mangni ka din aajaye and main usey chhorke na jaaoon. I wish main sab theek karsakta." I said, looking down. I really wished that.

"Hussain, tu kyun waapis aaya hai?" Shehryaar asked out of the blue.

"Aap sab ke liye. Apne liye." I replied, not looking at him.

"Idhar dekh." He said, making me look at him. "Ab bol. Tu waapis kyun aaya hai?" He asked.

"Nahi raha jaa raha tha Qirat ke baghair." I replied in a low tone.

"Kyun?" He asked.

"Main nahi jaanta, Shehryaar." I replied. He placed his hand on my head stroking my hair down.

He was about to day something but was interrupted by the door of my room opening. It was Ammi. I took no time to get up and rush to her. I hugged her tight and she hugged me back.