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Chapter 8: Sorry

'A-Al.....Ali, his name is Ali.'
A miracle happened.
Beep beep beep beep!
Ayesha opened her eyes slightly.
Maha was shocked. It indeed was a miracle.
She quickly gave her some more shots and her vitals were stabilising.
I stood there still. Couldn't even breathe.
'Ayesha?'
'Hehe....you...t-thought y-you-your bitch w-wont make it.' I silenced her with a kiss.
I asked her to stay quiet. She smiled and then stared at her son in her arms.
Jr.Ali was not crying anymore. He was giggling in her mother's arms. After a while her vitals were back to normal and she gave me jr.Ali. She was tired. It didn't take her long to sleep. I took my son out of the room to meet his uncles. Usama and Ali were walking with a fast pace here and there and were tensed. All the tension blew away as I came out of the room smiling with a baby in my arms.
They both came running to me.
'Ayesha's eyes.' Usama said
I couldn't say a word and chose to nod in agreement. 'Jr.Ali, his name...' I could barely speak. Usama took Jr.Ali from me and I fell.
It was probably the stress due to which I fainted. Almost two hours after, I woke up in a ward. Usama and Ali were in front of me playing with jr.Ali.
Everything was fine. 'It'll be alright.' I thought inside my head, Ali said it back then and it indeed was true. Everything was fine. I had a family now. A beautiful wife and a cute son. A happy family.
70 year old me:
Haa, I named my son after you. Happy now? I still am pissed at you,Ali. You lied to me. You could've told me bit you didn't. You knew it already, didn't you? You hid it.
'Sir we are almost there.'
'Yeah, I know.' I was going to meet Ali-not jr.Ali-let me make that clear, soon. I was so excited to meet him. It has been a while since I last met him. He must be waiting. I didn't visit you often Ali, Sorry.