life - only the strongest survive #Wattys2016

Part 2

Days flew by. She opened it up to her sister about him. She agreed to talk to her parents about their love.

Everything was perfect. Nothing could have gone wrong, or that was what they thought.

"I am going to Mumbai for a relative's marriage" he informed her one fine evening.

"Is it necessary, that you should go?" she asked. Her sadness was quite clear.

"Tickets have been booked, it's just a week and I'll be back to my baby" he tried to make her smile. The one thing he hated was to see his girl in despair.

He could understand it clearly from her voice how hard it was for her but he had to go.

With many efforts, he convinced her that he'll be back in a couple of days.

"Pack everything soon, the flight is at 2 P.M." his mom shouted running up and down around the house. The house was in chaos. Once he was done with packing his luggage he threw his weight on the bed and hurriedly dialed her number.

She attended the call but did not speak. All he could hear was the soft sound of sobs on the other end.

He rushed to his brother and asked him to drop him at her house.

"Pick me up on the way," he told his brother.

Standing outside he dialed her number. Her sister opened the back door. He tiptoed to her room. On seeing him she ran towards him and hugged him tightly.

Her eyes were red. He wiped her tears and kissed her.

"I am here now with you, no more tears," he said looking at her.

She smiled, he smiled, both smiled...

He sat down on her bed. She laid her head on his lap. He saw his watch. He had about 4 hours before his flight.

Time flew away soon enough; he had no heart to go but had to.

"Please don't go," she said with tears in her eyes

"I'll be back in a couple of day's baby," he said holding her face in his palms.

He kissed her and tiptoed back to the door. His brother was waiting outside. He hopped on his bike and looked towards her balcony. She was standing there with tears in her eyes.

With a heavy heart he left. It was just her thoughts throughout the journey.

"Welcome to Mumbai beta" his uncle had come to pick them up from the airport.

Two days passed, they missed each other. He got busy with marriage works.

Morning while going to the function hall, he got a call from her sister.

"Would it be possible for you to come back here today?" she asked him, he could hear her sobbing.

"What happened," he asked her.

"Asra fainted, we've admitted her in a hospital," she said.

"I'll try to return soon, please keep me updated on her," he told her.

Time passed too slow. He started at his phone hoping that she was alright.

That evening he got a call from her sister.

"I-I d-don't k-know how t-to say" she stammered.

"Please tell me she is alright" he screamed over the phone.

"Asra has cancer, the doctor said it's in stage 3. She will be treated day after tomorrow" she cried uncontrollably.

Tears rolled down his eyes, his world shattered. He cursed himself for not being by her side.