Tales Of Maryam | Completed✔

Chapter 35

Omar's POV
Today is someone's birthday, it took her long enough not to remember. I wanted treating her to everything but it seems like all my plans haven't been a success. I had reserved a spot at our favourite restaurant for dinner'.
I took an excuse to go to the bathroom because I had forgotten about the roses. The flower shop isn't far from the cinema

"White roses please" It's also her favourite colour. Sniffing the flowers, I smiled, can't wait to break the news to her, I mean who forgets their birthday? I saw a man pointing a gun at Maryam, my heart threatened to rip out of my chest. I would hold him down but then it might be too late as he already pulled the trigger. I can't lose Maryam and so I ran into the bullet as she screamed

I felt pain jolt all over my body as I hit the ground, the man's figure disappeared as Maryam screamed for help again

"NOOO! NOOO!! PLEASE NOO" She placed my head on her thigh "Happy birthday!" I smiled as her tears dropped on my face "Sorry I couldn't get you a present"

"Don't do this to me please" Maryam pleaded, her eyes were swollen "Remember when I said I was going to take a bullet for you? Now you know I keep to my words those time you doubted my love for you" I said "Remember when I said don't you ever leave me?" She asked. "I love you" I replied "Stay!" She pleaded as I began to cough and felt agony, blanked out afterwards. With every passing second I blinked at the emergency van, hospital and been dragged on the bed and then to the theatre.

I tried to stay alive for her but I know I can't make it. This is what death really feels like, it was bound to happen anyways.... Forever yours Maryam😿

Maryam's POV
I am trying to stay strong but I just can't. Observed two raka'ah and poured my heart and eyes out to Allah
"Ya Allah please let him live, I promise to fast for 90days. Ya Allah please do not forsake me... Ya Allah please help me" I cried in sujood

"Madam" Someone called as I wiped my face and check to see who it was "How is he?" I asked "I am so sorry, we lost him" She said patting my shoulder, I stood there trying to comprehend what was just said to me but I couldn't

I woke up on the hospital bed with lot of wires attached to my veins, I looked around to see my family and his but he wasn't here. I can't believe he's gone,  life can be so unfair as tears began to spill

"Maryam!" My mom walked up to me with tears in her eyes as I choke in my tears, she embraced me as I cried louder "I am so sorry my child" She wept

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Days passed, weeks passed, months passed, all I do is stare outside the window. There was a light tap on the door, I turned around to see Rebecca "Your mom is here to see you" She said and didn't wait for a reply as she wouldn't get one. I wore my hijab and went out to see her, the hospital stench I've grown to hate is now almost normal as I've gotten used to it. Mom was sitting at the cafeteria, I sat across her

"How have you been?" She asked as I only stared, she sighed and reached out for a food flask "Here, I prepared this for you" She dropped it on the table beside me "Maryam!" She called and held my lean hands "Stop doing this to yourself. It's been six months, think about the baby, Omar wants you to live. Maryam ki taimaka mun(Maryam help me" She sniffed and wiped her eyes, I offered her a tissue and slightly rubbed her palm. I opened the food flask, she had prepared my favourite, Tuwon Shinkafa and vegetable soup, I picked on it and slowly ate

"Allah miki albarka (May Allah bless you)" She prayed as I attempted to finish half of the meal. I walked her to her car "Thank you" I said for the first time in months "For what?" She asked "For taking care of me" I replied "If I don't, who will?" She smiled as I engulfed her into a bone crushing hug, I found my eyes leaking somehow "It's okay" She tapped my back

"I want to come home" I said after breaking the hug "Are you sure?" She asked as I nodded "I'd talk to the doctor so you could move tomorrow, would that be okay?" She asked concerned as I nodded

I folded my clothes and packed my books, I laid on my right side and recited some azkhar, rubbed my belly as I fell asleep. I snooze my alarm for the fifth time and finally stood up, performed ablution and observed fajr. When the sun began to peep, I laid back to rest but fell asleep and woke up three hours later

"Ya Maryam!" Amina greeted as I slowly opened my eyes and smiled, she rubbed her little hands on my face "Why is your hand so cold?" I asked "I just had ice cream" She replied "You need to notch it down a bit on the ice cream, okay?" I said as she nodded. I greeted all the doctors and nurses as I left for home.

Mom had already prepared something, I digged in and smiled to everyone even though inside of me there was a war. I went to my old room and stripped in front of the mirror, I have become very lean, my collar bones very deep and a thigh gap I never knew in a million years I could ever have, the only huge feature on me is my belly

"I really wanted sharing this moment with Omar" I sighed as I had my first kick, I held my belly and smiled "Mummy and daddy loves you" I said getting another kick as I smiled. I guess there is still hope in life after all

A/N: I know I know, please don't hate me😿💔