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"I love you. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours."
Fawad parked his car and removed those gifts he bought for Zaara. He took a deep breath and ran towards the reception.
"Heyy...Goodmorning... Where is... Zaara... Sorry.. I mean...room no. of Zaara Fawad Ahmad," Fawad asked, panting and smiling to himself for speaking out her full name after so long. The thought itself made him impatient to see her as soon as possible.
"Goodmorning, Well.. She has been shifted to room no. 402, private ward", the Receptionist replied with her best smile.
Fawad was looking at his phone. There were 14 missed calls from Farmaan, 5 from Huda and 1 text message that said, 'Bhai Zaara's room no. is 402 now. Come ASAP. The message was sent before those calls and it confused him. Not that message but those calls. He could not find any solid reason behind those calls. There was a possibility that Zaara wanted to meet Fawad but..
Fawad looked over at the receptionist and said, "Umm.. Thank you." He was about to leave when something bothered him and he couldn't stop himself from asking the most dreadful question, "Hey...she is fine right?".
The receptionist gave him a confusing look and said, "Yes sir, She is absolutely perfect now. I came to know this morning. Go and meet her. And Good luck". She smiled assuringly.
Fawad returned a straight smile to the receptionist and walked towards the elevator. He thanked Allah for this moment. He had mixed emotions and was excited to face her, talk to her, love her.
Will she get angry at me?, How will she react to finding out that she had a miscarriage.
Fawad's chain of thought broke when he reached room no. 402. He recited Bismillah and pushed the door slightly in order to enter inside.
His eyes fell on Zaara. She was sitting on the bed, she was alive, she moved her hands, she could talk, but.. Something was not pleasing. She was crying and kept her hands on her head. She looked at him but didn't smile. She started crying again.
Aamina was crying silently and there was a worried expression on Huda's face. On seeing Fawad entering, Farmaan went towards him and whispered "Where were you Fawad? Why didn't you pick our calls?".
Fawad could not reply, He looked from Farmaan to Zaara. He wanted to go and hug her and stop her from crying. He tried to move but Farmaan held his hand. Dr Shekhar was also standing near Zaara's bed and on seeing him, he came towards Fawad. He asked Farmaan to do some of the required formalities and asked Fawad to come with him.
"Mr Ahmad, well.. Zaara is fine, no doubt in that but.. I'm afraid she is suffering from Amnesia", the doctor stated, with a straight face.
On listening to this Fawad couldn't control himself. The things fell from his hand and he closed his eyes. The doctor made him sit on the bench outside the ward. He picked up those gifts and kept them on the bench too.
Fawad sat there for a while, absorbing the situation around him, making sure it was not a dream. He couldn't believe things could change within seconds, shattering all the hopes and happiness.
"Can I talk to her doctor", Fawad asked, not looking into the doctor's eyes.
"Ummm.. Fawad... She is not talking to any of your family members. She is asking for Adil and her mother." The doctor replied with a sad smile, "She didn't recognize them, they tried talking to her many times but in vain".
Just then Farmaan came there. He was talking to Adil. After hanging up the call, He sat beside Fawad and told him the rest of the story.
"Fawad.. Zaara is asking for Adil and Humaima aunty but as we know... She is no more.. May Allah grant her Jannah... We don't know how to face her. I called Adil and said him everything. He changed his mind and will come by the next flight available." Farmaan said, while his hand rested on Fawad's shoulder.
"Doctor come soon.. She is having convulsions", Nurse called, as she came running outside.
Fawad and Farmaan also rushed inside along with Dr Shekhar. Huda and Aamina were trying to control Zaara as she became unconscious.
The doctor gave an injection and asked the nurse to change the drip.
"Convulsions are common at this stage, there is nothing to worry about. I will write some of the medicines that you have to give her without delay. And she should not witness any kind of shock. And it's better if you ask Adil to reach as soon as possible.", Shekhar said to everyone present there. "She can get discharged by tomorrow evening", Doctor continued and left the room by excusing himself.
"Ammi don't cry, Doctor said if we try and help her she can get back her memory", Huda said, as she herself struggled to control her tears.
Farmaan went to pick up Faizan from his school. Sohail was consoling Aamina. Huda went to get the medicines. And Fawad stood there, all alone, staring at Zaara. He could not believe the scene. He couldn't believe that after waiting for so long, he will have to wait for more. He sat beside her.
Just then the nurse came with all those gifts Fawad left on the bench.
"I will keep it here", Nurse said, more to herself than anyone. And kept them on the table beside Zaara's bed. Fawad was staring at Zaara, he was not aware of anything around. All he wanted was Zaara to get up and recognize him. He wanted her memory to come back. He wanted her to come back...
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