His Damsel In Distress .

21

"Cmon it's a triple date pyaar " Jazz fussed about.

"I don't have a mahram, why should I go on a date? " I asked.

"Af, it's Jazz, Adam, Jamal, Aamir and I, please don't be a buzz kill " Halima explained.

"Ughhhhhhh, I hate y'all, get me an outfit " I said.

They squealed gleefully ,rummaging my closet throwing clothes everywhere.

"This should do, it's a picnic " halima said.

I looked at the outfit which consisted of a simple white and black flowery dress,paired with a brown veil and nude sandals. Hmm casual, I like.

I gave them a thumbs up as I went to the bathroom to change, after changing we went downstairs with the girls packing my drugs and tubes making me roll my eyes.

We sat in Jazz car driving to wherever the picnic is.

I was gently touched, waking me up as I looked at my surroundings, beautiful.

I stepped out of the car as the guys approached us taking us to where the picnic has been set.

We sat down on a beautiful mat talking and making jokes, I was mostly quiet because I felt tired but didn't want to spoil the day for anyone.

Apparently, everyone stood up and went separate ways leaving just I and Aamir sitting quietly.

"Um do you want to stroll a little, we've been sitting for long" He asked.

"Yeah let's do that " I said standing up.

We walked towards a cliff but stayed far from it, I closed my eyes smiling inhaling the air as I heard him speak.

"You are so Masha Allah " He said with a grin making me laugh.

"That was so funny " I said with a blush.

We got talking about school, fun, life, movies ,we even talked about Islam and it made me happy deep down that he's slowly coming back to the right path.

"Guys, I think it's about to rain, let's go " Jamal called out.

"Afrah I'd like to tell you something I've been meaning to but couldn't " Mr Khan said making me stop in my tracks.

"Sure go on please " I said curiously feeling lightheaded again but fighting to hear him.

"I--I u-m I - I'm in lo--, afrah!!afrah! Open your eyes please " was the last thing I heard before I went into oblivion.

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"She's at her last stage,her breathing is getting slow and she keeps slipping in and out of consciousness" .

Why can't I open my eyes?  But I can hear them, it's like I'm in a covered glass alone with sounds echoing.

I felt someone sit down on a chair holding my hands as I heard weeps.

"Please wake up, please fight harder please afrah, I can't bear seeing her like this, it-s, Its--" My dad said as I heard the scrapping of a chair as if someone stood up.

I weeped internally, I hate seeing him go through this.

"We've scheduled the surgery, just pray for it to be successful " A voice I recognized as Doctor Rohan's said.

"Afrah, I just don't know what to say, we don't know what to say *sobs * ,please don't leave us. What will happen to our plans of going on vacations together with our husbands and children? *sobs*.We are graduating soon ,Aamir never leaves your side afrah, the guy is so whipped. I don't know if it's me but I've seen him cry just staring at your condition. He's spends the night sleeping on the couch close to your bed until the nurses chase him out. Everyone is sending you love, even Kat and Khalil, please fight ,fight this war " .

I heard my bffs sob out making me feel frustrated at not being able to move, I felt angry ,sad it was all too much.

Suddenly I could feel as if I was being choked by emotions which made me scared and fighting for space in that  coveredglass .

"What's happening to me " I wondered.

"We'll have to undergo the surgery now, suhana get other nurses ready, inform the doctors and get them to the operating room immediately!!!.

I was literally fighting with space until I blanked out, I couldn't hear anything again or move, I just stayed immobile.

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Aamir's POV.

I rushed, following them as they wheeled her to the operating room, apparently her system is failing.

I was stopped from entering with them which made me angry as I pulled at my hair.

We waited for hours, none of us sitting down.

I ran out of the hospital and looked for the nearest masjid as I located it, I slowed my footsteps entering making wudhu which surprised me that I could still remember it vividly.

As I stood, reading the Quran verses, I started crying, my whole body was just shaking. I was crying out of guilt, fear, anger, regret and love from Allah. I knew people were probably watching me but I didn't care as I finished my salat with tears begging Allah to spare Afrah, to grant her shi 'fah. I cried until my phone beeped with a text from Adam telling me to come back.

I ran back to the hospital with blood shot eyes as everyone stared at me.

"What happened to you man " Jamal asked.

"How's the surgery going " I asked ignoring his question as the doctor came out frantically.

"She keeps having an arrest, it's like her body is rejecting everything " He said.

I ran past him into the operating room as I looked at her beautiful face getting paler.

"Y'all should put more effort please, do something "!!!!!!!! I yelled.

The monitor beeped showing flat lines making me stumble back as I slid down crying profusely hearing them announce her death.

Time of death : 10:33am.

Date : Saturday July 7th, 2018.

"No, no no, she can't be gone " I kept chanting to myself as I ran to her side crying preventing them from covering her beautiful face.

I'm sorry, she was bound to die from the beginning. Please don't kill me. 😓