Bila Unwaan

Bila Unwaan (Untitled)

She opened her eyes as she felt a pang of pain run through her spine. Looking around, she only saw rubble and debris. The horrible scenes from the hurricane continously played before her eyes. Suddenly, something hard hit her head followed by a sharp pain. She tried getting up but failed miserably. Her body not being able to tolerate the pain anymore, gave up and she yet again slipped into unconsciousness.

---

"When can we meet her?" She heard a masculine voice ask at a distance.

"As soon as she is awake." She heard another voice, a feminine voice, reply. She did not pay attention to what they further said and tried opening her eyes.

The excruciating pain in her head made it extremely hard for her to open her eyes but she still did. She blinked her eyes a few times to adjust to the bright lighting. Looking around, she examined her surroundings. The drip in her hand and IV machine placed next to the bed was enough for her to realise that she was in a hospital room. Why am I here? She wondered.

Her attention shifted to the door that slowly opened, revealing a woman wearing a white coat.

"Ah! You're awake!" She exclaimed in a very jolly tone. The young woman on the hospital bed forced a smile. "Is your head still hurting?" The doctor asked, receiving a nod as a response. "Don't worry. Its going to be okay." She assured her patient.

"Ammi..abbu (mother..father)." She managed to get the words out of her dry throat.

"Your family is waiting outside." The doctor said, still smiling. She was about to say something but was interrupted by a nurse who entered the room.

"The reports are here, doctor." She informed and the doctor nodded. The nurse left and the doctor looked at her patient. "You meet your parents while I go and study your reports." She said and with a warm smile, walked out of the room. Reports? The young woman questioned herself.

Soon after she left, the young woman's parents entered the room.

"Saira! Meri bacchi (my child)!" Her mother cried, walking towards her. She looked exhausted. Her eyes looked as if she had been crying for a long time. What's wrong? Another question.

"Ammi.." Saira said and her mother embraced her in a hug. Her back ached as she slightly shifted herself to her right to hug her mother. She felt like she just got stabbed by a number of knives in her back. Her mother just kept crying while she hugged her.

"Samina, sambhaalo khud ko (control yourself)." Her father said, keeping a hand on her mother's shoulder. "Instead of crying, thank God that our daughter is okay." He added, warmly smiling at his daughter. What happened? Saira's mind had countless questions.

"Ammi.. wha-" She was interrupted by the door opening and the doctor walked in with man following her. The doctor wore a worried look on her face while the man, despite all the pain and grief in his heart, smiled seeing his wife.

"Jaan (a term of endearment), how do you feel now?" He asked, holding her hand, which made her furrow her brows. She quickly pulled her hand out of his grip. He shifted his gaze from their hands to her. His eyes expressed nothing but pain. Who is he? Saira asked herself.

"Who are you?" She voiced out her thoughts, turning Hussain's world upside down.

"W-what do you mean?" He stuttered.

"Dr. Hussain, this is what I wanted to talk to you about earlier." Dr. Sameerah spoke. Hussain, being a doctor himself, understood his wife's condition but still looked at Dr. Sameerah with some hope in his eyes that died within his eyes as he saw the doctor looking down.