Lost Without You

Chapter 28: He Is Back!

(Hey guys I want to share a secret with you all. The reason I started writing, and the sudden urge was because of this song above. I have imagined only one scene which was so thrilling and emotional, that I wanted to say it aloud. Back then, I was hell addicted to this one and wasted my a-lot of time listening it on handsfree on full volume and used to imagine the whole scenario. Alhamdulillah! and I can't believe that I just write a whole book behind this and even reach till here. I do not know what was so good in this kalaam but I do feel something twitching inside my heart and welled up with unknown emotions. So far, I don't know if I actually would be able to got you imagine the exact thing, but I will try my best.)

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Third person's POV

"Come sit," Ali said and she obeyed.

Amna walked at towards the back seat of car. Her pads taking small baby steps, as she pulled the latch out before getting in. Mr. Bakhtiar occupied the front seat, while, Ali took the driving seat. He sensed the delicacy of moment and felt for her, a kind friend more like sister. He never encountered her in this vulnerable state: so lost yet trying hard to stay strong. She was a real fighter. It must be really hard for her to experience this all. And it will take a-lot of time to get her adjust. He was furious hearing his bastard friend doubting her. It was only a secret between them, and now how he wished to tell him earlier. He was regretting his actions, but it was the flow of that time, that it wasn't needed. But he will never get relief before throwing three four punches right on his face, for making her suffer.

He pushed the accelerator, bringing it on main road and silence engulfed them.

Amna was quiet like some bird lost in jungle. Her expression expressionless, passive, deep in her own dilemma. Lips plastered in a straight line. She could feel her heartbeat thumping against her rib cage. She never felt this overwhelmed with emotion before in her lifespan. She'd waited for this moment for so long. Now it was before her. But, she was extra scared to found what was waiting for her. She wanted to run and crawl in her mothers lap and be a kid- who worry nothing but for their dearest toys. This all was making her head throb hard. She knew she was lost without her husband, and how she wished he would listen to her. It was like the time he left her came back again ignoring the long time period they graved between them, reminding them of their broken hearts for the rest of their life. She prayed her companion would love her and listen to her side of story. He was her breathing, and now she realized how she was connected to him. She in a very early age of her life go through a very emotional trauma, and now she was left broken, with many doubt save in her lap. And things to get sort out.

In culture like her's, girls were made to marry early. She without warning wasn't ready for the outcome. Marriage was an important factor of life. A huge responsibility. Your life time friend, and delicate as thread. You need to be cautious before each step. She never complained and felt bad, but, all these responsibilities and emotional attachment was to much to handle. She believed that obeying her parents was best choice, and she was right. But in a world and century full of betrayal, hatred and misunderstandings, she never thought small things would strangle someone's life into pieces.

She realized the importance of Trust in her life. How we betray each other so easily. Put fire in other's life. A relationship without trust is like a cell phone without service. The lack of trust could damage many innocents. She had her guide to walk through HER life. She was totally depending on him. But, when she lost him she was devastated. This made her to brace herself, and face the world alone. She could never forgive the person behind all this distort turns in her life.