BANDHAN: A Tied Knot!

☆6. Sad Demise

The next day as decided by the bro-sis combo, Mahira started making plans for Sana and Ayaan. She wanted everything to be perfect.

"Bhai, I've done my work from here you need to take care of everything and please don't fight!" She ordered and left.

She decorated the backyard with white and blue orchids and a bunch of lilies. He decoration was fit for the theme.

Seher and Rabiya went to Sana's house and brought her out saying they got two surprises for her.

"Ya Allah, what are you to doing? What surprise appi?" She asked furiously.

Suddenly two hands closed her eyes from back.

"Guess who it is?" Seher said.

"Meher appi?" She guessed.

"Nope!"

"Rabiya appi?" Second guess.

"Nope!"

"Then who it..." she stopped in between her line. She realised her fingers were on a bracelet which she gifted as a friendship bond to her best friend.

"Mahira!" She jumped on her feet.

"Sana!" She hugged her tight. Sana was extremely happy to see Mahira back. Finally there was someone to protect her from Ayaan.

"Well this was the first surprise young lady!" Ayaan said walking towards them.

"The second one, umm, I'll show you!" He winked at the girls and offered his hand to Sana. She hesitated a bit and then agreed to go with him. She gave him her hand.

"Hope he doesn't ruin up anything." Rabiya said with crossed fingers.

"If he does, he is dead." Danish said joining the girls and the girls agreed together.

"So what's the plan? To push me into the pool? or to scare me with snake? Or to..."

"Sometimes, it's better to keep your mouth shut and not try to awake the sleeping lion." Ayaan cut her in between.

"Sleeping lion and you?" Sana laughed.

"You look gorgeous." He complemented trying to change the topic.

"Allah khaur kare! What did I just hear? Md. Ayaan Sheikh just complimented me!" She kept both her palms on her mouth trying to tease him.

"Why do you want me to fight with you everytime?" He asked irritated.

"Cause you look good with that face." She pouted.

"Give me your hand." He politely said.

"Why?"

"Give me your hand!" He ordered.

She gave him a weird look and then gave her hand. He brought her hand to his eye level and admired it. He then slowly kind of measured her ring finger.

"What are you doing?" She asked hesitantly. His touch was already enough to melt her mood.

"Measuring." He murmured.

"Measuring what?"

"I-I..." He opened his mouth to say something but as it is said, nothing happens before the time it is scheduled. They heard a bang sound. A really loud one as if a bomb exploded. Sana turned towards her house, she saw flames and smoke and ashes and...

The house was burning. Her heart stopped beating. She stood there dumbfounded, trying to react but not a single hair of her moved.

"Ayaan! Sana's parents are still in there." Danish shouted as he ran towards the entrance. Ayaan looked at Sana, he found no sign of movement.

"Meher, take care of Sana." He said as he followed Danish.

Sometimes, it feels Allah wanted this to happen. May be it was necessary for a new start. An hour later, 4 deadbodies were brought out of the Villa. 2 of Sana's parents and 2 of the house workers. The whole society was under threat. It was a Gas Cylinder blast. The maid by mistake left the nob of the stove open and it lead to this disastrous moment.

She was sitting in front of her parents body. The lifeless bodies. She was caressing the face of her mother. She saw something strange on her body. She wasn't wearing her gold locket that she bought for Mahira. She looked at Ayaan.

"Ayaan!" She uttered the first word after the blast.

"Yes." He came and sat beside her.

"Where is Mahira?" She asked.

"She was with Seher." Meher replied.

"No, she went to Sana appi's house to meet Aunt Naureen." Seher denied.

"What?" Fahad said as he entered through the door.

"That means, Mahira is still there." With this Fahad, Danish and Ayaan ran back into the house.

"Mahira!"

"Chiki!"

They shouted but got no voice in response. Ayaan moved towards the kitchen. Each and every shelf was burnt down to ashes. Danish tried to walk upstairs but the staircase was burnt too.

"Bh-Bhaiyu!" They heard a murmuring voice from the back garden.

"Chiki." Ayaan murmured with water droplets falling from his eyes. They ran outside the house. To there surprise she was okay. She might have been thrown out of the house due to the blast. Her forehead was bleeding severely. Her left hand sleeves caught fire.

They ran to her and tried to control the fire. Fahad teard the sleeve and made her wear his jacket. They brought her out of the house. In just a couple of minutes so many lives destroyed. Mahira was admitted in I.C.U., the doctors said to leave the things on Allah, her brain has got blood clotting, and they couldn't operate cause the nerve was really critical.

On the other hand in Bangalore, Umad was sitting with Laiba in her cabin.
"So, did you decide on anything?" She asked.

"Still thinking." He replied.

"Can I switch on the T.V.?" She asked.

"Yeah, your wish." He took a glass of water for himself.

Laiba switched on the television. She was shuffling between the chanels, when a news headline grabbed there attention.

"The Khwahish Mahal, also known as Mr. Javed Manzar's Villa, beside the Sheikh's Villa, was burnt down to ashes, this morning. According to the reporters the whole family except Ms. Sana Manzar is declared dead. Also it is in views that Ms. Mahira Sheikh was found unconscious in the backyard of Khwahish."

Umad dropped the glass on the floor. He was stunned. He wanted to know what exactly happened. But moreover his focus was to know if Mahira was alright.

"Danish bhai!" He said as danish answered his call.

"Umad."

"How's she?"

"Can't say. Doctors said, we need a miracle to save her." A tear ran down his cheek as he spoke these words.

"But..." Umda felt short of words.

"Doctor!" A nurse came running out of Mahira's room.

"I'll talk to you later." Danish said and hung up the call.

He too ran inside Mahira's room, he saw her breathing heavily. She clutched her hands on to the bedsheets from both the sides trying to inhale but it seemed as if her lungs denied to accept this air.

Umad was confused. He rushed to his agent and asked him to get the soonest flight ticket possible or send his private jet to Bangalore.

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Poor Sana!

Well this is the second time I'm writing a sad demise in this week.

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