Waiting For A MIRACLE..

Flashback

Assalamualeikum & Hey Amazing readers! :)

You have no idea how much I missed updating this story. I remembered the very first day I started it. I never knew I would get so much love & appreciation for such a small story. I was very busy trust me. A few days back I thought to continue with it and going through all your comments made me realize how desperately you guys needed an update. I hope you will love it too.

There might be few mistakes related to situation, name, place or whatsoever because I'm updating it after almost 2 years so I might misinterpret things. Hope you all understand. Please let me know in case you find any....

HAPPY READING!

"And the flashback hurts..."

"Zaaru baby, make it fast, we are getting late sweetie", Fawad peeped inside his room one more time.

"Done honey, see I am ready", Zaara rushed out with her handbag making Fawad bounce back.

"Masha Allah, someone is looking pretty"

"Thank you, dear husband, that's my secret to lowering your anger though", Zaara smirked.

They walked towards the restaurant which was Zaara's one of the favourite restaurants in town as it served the best lasagne and it was famous for its all type of unique flavoured Pasta. They found a table for two beside the lake view, on the rooftop. The weather was pleasant as it was autumn and winter was about to begin. Fawad removed his cellphone and busied himself with his work stuff. Zaara was disappointed and so she tried to distract him.

"Fawad, look at me. Why they named the restaurant "En pasta confiamos"?  It serves Italian food though", Zaara clicked her fingers trying to get his attention.

"Umm.. What? Yes, they named it because umm.. they serve Pasta here...", Fawad replied, his eyes still engaged in his phone.

Zaara giggled, "Are you even making sense hunny?"

This made Fawad look at her and smile, "What's so funny? What did I say, hun?"

"I was wondering why they named their restaurant in Spanish while they serve Italian cuisine here", Zaara giggled trying to explain what she meant.

"Zaara! Isn't the name in Italian. How can you say it's in Spanish?", Fawad narrowed his eyes.

"Google"

"Really? Why don't you just serve the real purpose of coming to this Italian- Spanish restaurant baby"

"YEAH! Let's order then", Zaara clapped.

"Yes Sir, so Mam's usual Chicken Lasagna right? and what about you?", The waiter smiled at Fawad.

"Umm.. yeah.. I will have one small Spaghetti Pizza and a Cappuccino."

"Sure sir"

Fawad again got himself engaged with his phone once the waiter left.

"Fawad! I don't want to have Chicken today"

"What...but...you have..it always.."

"Look at me, can't you keep your phone aside."

"Zaara, it's really important. I'm not scrolling bullshit."

The waiter had served their food. Fawad smiled at her and asked her to eat it. Zaara was upset because of Fawad's careless behaviour. She understood him and had full empathy with him but she expected him to at least keep his professional life away from his personal life. She never complained and always ignored situations like this. She believed that things will eventually get smooth. It was better to keep quiet than to indulge in baseless arguments. Fawad usually had a feeling that she was too good. He never actually understood her. The immense patience, love and understanding on her part were usually taken for granted by him. 

The phone beeped breaking the silence that had prevailed while they were eating quietly.

"Zaara, what is it? Are you alright? Say something. Zaara!"

Fawad grabbed the phone from Zaara's hand that had clutched it hard. She sat there lifeless, shocking Fawad.

When Fawad looked at her phone screen he was stunned, as it read, "Zaara I tried calling you but couldn't reach you. Mom's got a heart attack. She is in the ICU. - Adil."

Fawad didn't know how to react at that very moment. He got hold of Zaara's hand. He gave her a side hug and whispered, "She will be fine Zaara. I'm with you please don't panic".

Zaara didn't react instead tears rolled down her cheeks as she heard him. She leaned her head on his chest and started crying badly.

"Zaara, we shall leave for Dubai now"

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"Adil is she alright? What did the doctors say? ", Fawad inquired upon reaching the hospital where Zaara's mom was admitted.

"She is critical"

After 45 minutes of suspense, prayer and hope the doctor came up with the worst, the undeniable truth for every living creature on this planet.

"I'm sorry Mr Adil, we tried our best"

Zaara was sitting nearby and the words "we tried our best" echoed through her ears. She couldn't understand how her world turned upside down within few seconds. She needed justification for what she had heard, she wanted to question, she needed an answer. Like anyone else, who would have reacted like this to their loss she too felt shattered. She stood up and walked few steps before falling down, unconscious...

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Finally, I could come up with something. Yes, it's a small one :)

Do tell me if you liked it, Did you find any mistakes?

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