---Hussain's POV---
"I'm so happy that I am finally going home today!" Aarti said excited.
"I'm happy as well," I said.
Ever since everything happen I'd always pray that she would wake up and I promised that when she did I would work hard to make my marriage last.
We got everything packed & left.
Once we got home I had told her to take rest in our room and then went and told everyone to take care of her if I had to go out for something.
I was most likely going to tell them I can't make it. But there are things that are unavoidable.
I went back into our room.
"Why are you up?" I asked.
"Pictures& memories," she said.
"Later, you rest right now." I said.
"Okay, but on one condition," she said.
"Woh kya?"I asked.
"You rest as well. You've been up as well," she said.
"Alright, whatever helps," I said.
I noticed after a while she was uncomfortable.
"Kya hua?" I asked.
"This pillow. It's uncomfortable, do you have another one? If not I can manage," she said.
"Here. Do this," I said.
I put both of our pillows under her head.
"What about you?" She asked.
"Don't worry about me. Are you comfortable?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Perfect,"I said. "Now get some rest."
"Okay," she said.
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Make It Last
FanfictionI stared at the body. She was lying there unconscious and blood was coming from her head where she had just been hit. I slowly backed away and ran from the scene.
