|just tell me that you love me z.m.|

2.6

They had been sitting in the lobby for ten hours, minds reflecting on life and on mistakes. Bella blamed herself for her complete dependence, Zayn cursed himself for his little temper and crude remarks, Safaa frowned upon herself for being rude to Waliyha prior to the tragic crash and for their petty sister arguments, and Yaser and Trisha hated themselves because she was sick- their baby was sick.

The other one was dead, and one was on the brink of death. Both resulted out of their careless mistakes.

"Mrs. And Mr. Malik?" Everyone stood up- including Bella. "Just the parents for now, please." The Doctor says. Trisha and Yaser hurriedly follow after him.

"It'll be okay." Bella whispered to Zayn, kissing his lips chastely. He nodded, eyes trained on the window before them. Bella escorted Safaa to the restroom.

Minutes, which felt like hours, passed before Trisha came back. "Zayn she's doing really good, she's asleep right now but the surgery was a success-"

Zayn couldn't contain his joy, he raised his arms up to hug his mother. She bent down to hug her crippled son- smile beaming although here were tears in her eyes. This was something he hadn't done since he was 10. Hug, show affection to his mother. He was so full of anger he wanted nothing to do with his parents but throughout this week Zayn realized something. He needed his family, without them he was nothing. He knew this because of Waliyha's almost departure.

"I'm sorry I've treated you so horribly, I've just been so angry and so.. ungrateful. I love you, 'umi."

"I love you and your sisters above all. I just want you to know that." She said, letting go of their hug and holding his face in her bony hands. Time had taken a toll of the lovely woman. She was increasingly smaller than their last meeting. Gray hairs because of stress and wrinkles adorned her; however, eyes were still as gorgeous and warm as ever.

That's the thing about eyes. The body changes with time- but the eyes never do. Fall in love with eyes, they are the physical representation of the soul. Eternally beautiful and young are the eyes.

"I know, 'umi. I have waljida's ring. I'm proposing soon."

"Oh thank God, I thought you never would."

"I don't blame you," Zayn said with a little smile, "I never thought I would either."

"You never thought Zee would do what?" Safaa asked, sitting next to her brother.

"Nothing." Zayn and Trisha answered simultaneously. Bella came back with a worried expression, "is she alright?"

"The surgery was a success." Yaser said with a knowing smile. Bella's previous estate of melancholy and worry melted into a beautiful smile.

"I'm so happy." She said, blinking away her tears of joy.