Healing my Saviour

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Author's note

Asslamualaikum everyone
Now I am free for 3 days as my exam is on 30th of March. I may study from 25th
So I have a part of this story in my mind and I am writing it today before 12 Am because I have a best part of story.... I will tell in next chapters.....
So read this one and tell in comments how it is? And it's my English paper next so help me in the chapters.......
And if anyone can help me in telling the corrections.

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Iram P. O. V.

At my room

Now I, Ayaan, Sadiq Bhai and Afreen
came to my room and Sadiq bhai helped in laying Ayaan on my bed.
Actually Ayaan was fearing that his parents would worry seeing his wounds so he decided to come in my room and take rest till he has no pain in his body..

How I will manage with him? And where I will sleep? I can't.... Ya Allah what to do? Help me... This all was going in my mind...
I asked Sadiq bhai to let me go to the medical to take the medicine I know . As when I was in 12th class I saw this with my cousin brother and I usually note the medicines used in the critical cases.

Ayaan P. O. V.

I was with Afreen bhabhi in Iram's bedroom. I was having pain in my right hand knuckle, my left leg , my left arm and my abdomen.. And the scars on abdomen was.. Ahh.. so..so painful.. Ahh..

After few minutes, Iram came with medicines .

" I am feeling sleepy so I think Sadiq and I will go. Iram you can put medicines on his wound and scars. I will see you tomorrow. Okay. " Afreen bhabhi said

" But... Afreen... " Iram looked confused..

" No buts and ifs. I just want that if he saved you then you can put medicines on his wounds na and I know you can do it Iram.Think he is your patient  and treat him. You only said na that you can't see the pain of the needy one, he is in need.Then treat him. Serve him your treatment and help him.. Okay "

Iram just nodded..

" Afreen is saying right.... We should leave now.... Okay. Allah Hafiz " Sadiq said.

" Allah Hafiz "  I and Iram said in union....

Iram P. O. V.

" A.... Ca... Can.....yo...you.. Remove...... Your shirt......... So that I....... Can....... Put......... Medicines..... " I said hesitating.....

He nodded. But couldn't do it because of his left arm so I asked

"Do you need help? "
He nodded.

I helped him removing his shirt. First time ever I was so close. Oh Allah! I said in my mind....
I then start putting the cream which helps in healing the scars. Whenever I apply he groan in pain. I could see his tears falling from his eyes. I was not feeling good seeing him cry and groan in pain.
I could see the wound and scars on his abdomen... I then put arnica gel to reduce the pain of his arm and his leg.
Seeing him I could remember my cousin.
I then help him wear a shirt which Sadiq bhai ask me to gave him.. It was his only.....
I then went to bathroom to fresh myself...... I.... I......... Want to cry but couldn't...... It was something like guilt or burden on my heart.........
I changed to a simple salwar suit.
I then came out of bathroom and saw he was trying to get up.......

"Do you need something ?" I asked him.

"I need something to eat"

"Will fruits work? "

"Ah. Anything else... I mean gravy and... "

" Okay got it... I will make omelet and chapati... Will it work? "

"Thanks " he said and smiled...

I smiled too and went to the kitchen. Made omelet and chapati too that would work him and me too.

After few minutes,

" Dinner is ready. I am coming to the room"  I said and went to room..

He was laying on bed. I then helped him get up. I was so happy to serve him my treatment ( means my work that is as a doctor )

"If you don't mind, can you make me eat it with your hands...Please... It's paining so...." He said and I saw his knuckles of his right hand ..I could see him in pain so I nodded....

He ate the food and I helped in laying him on bed again. Then I ate my food and went to couch to sleep. I know I can sleep here because when I don't feel to sleep I usually come to the couch. I then think of the day today... how Ayaan saved me from goons and when I helped him with the scars and make him eat food. Then I read dua before sleeping and slept in my thoughts...

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