Precious

chapter-21

Ajmal's POV

4 months ago...

I woke up the next morning with someone banging on the door I was confused that what the hell aliyah is doing and not opening the door, then flashbacks from last night came back and I realized she's gone. For how long I don't know but she's gone and a lone tear slipped my eyes I wiped it and looked at myself i looked like crap, hell I even feel like crap, only if she listened to me and sorted it out we wouldn't be in this position but then again I hurted her bad real bad and I was already feeling shitty about it.

The loud bangs bought me back to reality I jogged my way towards the door and opened it, only to be greeted by the punch I was ready to strike back whoever the fuck punched me and came face to face with my furious father and my red eyed puffy mother. Before I could utter the single word I was tackle to the ground with my father on top delivering punches like greetings I didn't stopped him I deserved it the pain was slowly subsiding the guilt I was feeling or maybe it was just removing the numbness I wish I could wake up from this nightmare but this wasn't the nightmare it was reality.

My father noticed that I wasnt fighting back and stood up with a confused look and pulled me up with him and dragged me towards the couch and started aiding me when he was done we all three were engulfed in silence, I looked up to see my father waiting patiently for me to speak.

"She's gone... she's gone abbu (father) I messed it up and it's i don't know what made me do that i swear to Allah i didn't meant it i was so angry when i saw her with that arshad dick that I let my anger take over me and messed everything up, my precious is gone.." I heard a gasp from my mother and a shocked look on my father and once again I was confused.

"What did you just called her?" Both my parents asked in union I always used to tell my mother I'd call my bride 'precious' to whom I will adore and love with all in me.

"She's my precious abbu, I'm used to her presence, she has grown on me... and I hurt her I hurt the only thing that matters to me the most I hurt her badly I don't know where she is? How she is? What she's doing? I lost her." 

I put my head in my hands and couldn't help but sob Ali ahmed (ajmal's father) was confused the only time he saw his son crying like this was when he was 4 and his favourite sports car was stole never did he cried this much or was this pathetic when his breakup with yasmin happend and realized his son was truly in love.

I felt my mom's soothing words and my dad saying she just needs time and I decided to wait for her. I wasn't in the position to go for work I took off for a week and said to my new secretary to deliver the file at home.

Weeks passed by and there was no news about her anywhere when I couldn't take it anymore i hired my agent to keep a tab on her yes i know I'm a control freak but that's who I am and I like it that way. Later on found out that she's opening her club in mexico.

I decided maybe I should get away from here, the more I used to stay in this house the more I remembered the betrayal I gave her and it sucks a lot I decided to travel Iraq and expand in oil field and many others after a month I flew back but still kept the tabs on her. Every night I wished maybe tomorrow morning I'll wake up and she'll be there with me but boy was I wrong.

3 months later.....

Today I got the call from the butler saying she's home... I was shocked and relieved she's home she's back I hope she got the letter I wrote for her.. cliche I know but that's me.

She's been working in talha's company now I figured ofcourse in these 4 months they would've mended their relationship and knowing aaliyah no matter how wrong you do to her she'll forgive you eventually she's a total softie inside after all.