Afternoon

The ambulance sirens were echoing on that jammed road, the siren was sounding as if it was begging for people to give spaces, they would have listened if only they would have known who was inside fighting with life and death. Constant horns and loud sirens was panicking her more, she felt herself more broken, she felt herself alone, her past memories flooded her mind making her more and more stressed.

With bowed head she held his hand tightly in hers keeping both the intertwined hands in her lap. Her silent sobs were suppressed by the loud noises around, her heart was aching to see him like that in front of her. She shut her eyes assuming all of these just as a bad dream but reality couldn't be denied. She felt the vibration stop, they were immobile, the ambulance was stuck in traffic. Her head pain amplified, she was silently praying to reach their destination before its too late. She lifted her puffy eyes and gave a painful look to his injured, covered in bruises and burnt at places body. Her pain was nothing in front of his. He was in lot of agony she knew it, she wanted to treat him, she wanted him to heal as soon as possible but she was bound, she couldn't do anything.

"Ya ALLAH please help", the words just left her mouth and the vehicle started moving. Her pain stricken voice was heart wrenching, enough to make someone's eyes watered. The people around her were doing their jobs but she was just sitting like an idol crying silently.

With Almighty grace they made to the hospital, his almost lifeless body was loaded on the stretcher and he was rushed into the operation room leaving her behind. As soon as the contact of their hands broke some more pain erupted in her body. She closed her eyes and registered the reality, she had to pray, she had to pray alot, alot that he would again walk with his same pride and grace, with his same bossy attitude becuase she wanted to see him like that, she wanted him to be his real self again.

She collapsed on the chair.

"Bhabhi go, you need to be treated", she heard Fakhir's voice, she felt it coming from a far land, she felt her head dizzy and heavy. Her vision was blinding but she didn't want to pass out as she wanted to see him healthy before she drifted into any slumber.

"I'm fine", the words came out as a bare whisper from her mouth.

"Please, I can't let you be like that, please", his tone had concern.

"Okay", her reply was small, she managed to got up but stumbled on her feet, Fakhir grabbed her arm but her vision now blinded and she passed out.

Evening.

Her eyelids were heavy but she managed to open them. A white ceiling came in her view, she laid with open eyes staring the plane bricks hidden under that white cover. Her body was aching but she wanted to get up, she wanted to reach him, to see if he's ok or not. There was an eerie silence around her and that was irksome. She wanted some voice. She moved her head with much effort towards door but no one was coming in. She wished him to step in with concerned face, to come up to her and place his lips on her forehead give her a lovely peck. She wanted him to sit beside her and stroke her knuckles giving sparks all over her body, she wanted him to only see her face for long making her feel more and more special, she needed him badly, his absence was deplorable for her. She wanted him. A tear rolled down her eyes.

The door creaked open grabbing her attention. She opened her teary orbs to came across a fine nurse with a tray in her hand.

"You ok Mrs. Mohaib?" She asked polietly passing a small smile to her. That 'Mrs. Mohaib' made her feel special. She loved that but she couldn't smile back.

"Ho-how is he?" She managed to utter those few words though her throat was stinging with sharp pain.

"He's fine", the nurse averted her gaze as if she was hiding something, Zarnish caught that, she was pretty good at catching the liars. The nurse didn't look in her direction, it made Zarnish more uneasy. She couldn't really speak but still tried.

"Liar", she uttered making the nurse still in her position. The nurse slowly lifted her eyes and looked back in her painful orbs. The nurse heart even clenched to see the girl in front of her like that. She didn't say anything, hurriedly did her business and left the room becuase she couldn't enlighten the already broken girl with some bitter truth she witnessed a while ago.

"Big boss", she called him out but he was not here to respond to her. Some sobs left her mouth as some negative vibes were hitting her harder. She wanted to ran away.

Fakhir was roaming outside the operation room, his heart was thumping at some weird rythm giving him some bad feelings. He wanted to cry for his elder brother but couldn't do it in front of people. He was still unable to register the situation, he was still unable to accept the reality. He couldn't afford to lose him.

He collapsed on the chair, his head fell in his hands. Fariha was also on the edge to cry, she sat beside Fakhir and tapped his shoulder. Though she was bi**h but her heart do flutter for that big boss and she couldn't see him like that. No one wanted to.

The television was displaying news in front of them, the whole town was now aware of that horrible accident which risked big boss life. Some heartless people clapped in joy, being happy for getting rid of him, but they had no idea what that one life meant for those who were crying silently. As in the world full of Satan there do lives some angels, so some people did pray for big boss health.

"Sir we're losing his pulses", an assistant said in panic, loud enough for Fakhir to hear. He and Fariha was now hawking through the small glass on the door, their hearts were beating loudly.

"Charge to 20J", the doctor said, his lifeless body on the stretcher made the viewers heart clenched.

The doctor gave him shock but there was only a straight line on the CRO.

"Charge to 40J", the doctor yelled, his palms were even sweaty. The people outside panicked more, now Fakhir was unable to control his tears, they were recklessly falling off his eyes along with Fariha's.

Again no response from big boss.

Ohh GOD...

"Charge to 80J", doctor again said.

"But doctor....", an assistant opposed but doctor shut him off.

"1, 2, 3... shock", that thing made contact with his body, he lifted off the bed some inches but again fell without showing any response.

"NOOOOO...", Fakhir screamed and barged in the room crying loudly.

"Mohaib bhai...p-please open your eyes", he was shrugging his body recklessly. Fariha collapsed on the ground near the door, she was dizzy.

"Buddy, I-I need you", Fakhir's cracked voice echoed in that silent room. The doctor took off his mask slowly while other people just backed off little with bowed head.

"MOHAIB...", Fakhir again shouted beating big boss chest wanting him to wake up. He was bellowing like a baby. The eyes of viewers watered.

Fakhir's head was on big boss chest, his tears were rolling off big boss skin, big boss closed eyes made him looked like a corpse.

"Thursday 6 30 pm", doctor mumbled the death time and walked out.

ALLAH do makes the best plan, HE never leave HIS people in pain, though it's ture that good people leave the world early, but was big boss good? Yes he was, he was serving the humanity with a mask on his face, he didn't want people to know his real face otherwise his bossy attitude would be of no worth. He was like that for many reasons. When he loves someone he does it with all his heart, just as we all know the case of Zarnish.

But ALLAH is very merciful, HE can't see HIS people crying or in pain, HE does test HIS people, HE did it here too, but HE couldn't take away some precious gems from the world so soon, when that gem is loved by someone so much.

His chest suddenly heaved up alarming Fakhir, he lifted his head off his chest and saw him taking deep breaths. A weak yet shocking smile crept up his face.

"DOCTOR!", he yelled when Fariha's head snapped in his direction. Soon doctor barged in the room and escorted them outside.

Fakhir was thanking and praying silently sitting on the nearby chair. Fariha leaning along the wall mumbling something under her breath.

The time was passing without taking a break. Zarnish moved her leg to get off the bed but it seemed paralysed. She had to get up at any cost.

'Where is Fakhir? Why he's not coming?' She thought when she managed to get up with certain pain in her body. With heavy eyelids she gawked towards the room door which suddenly burst open with the same nurse, the nurse had little moisture in her eyes and a weak smile on her face but as soon as she saw Zarnish like that her smile dropped and a worried expression overcame her features.

"Mam, please lay down", she tried to make her laid down but Zarnish was Zarnish.

"No... big boss", her breaths were heavy, she barely uttered.

"He's fine trust me", the nurse smiled weakly but her tone was sincere this time, it relaxed Zarnish's heart.

"I'm not lying this time", the nurse said with a consoling look in her eyes.

Zarnish closed her eyes letting those tears flew down her cheeks which she was holding for long, then some silent sobs came out and after a while the room was echoing with her loud cries. She didn't know why she was crying but she wanted to do so and she did. The nurse kept consoling her but she didn't stop, she felt her head, her heart, her body even her soul light and at peace now.

"Alhumdullilah (Thanks to GOD)" She let out some thanking prayers before wiping her tears with the back of her hand.

Soon the door opened and Fakhir came with a small smile on his face, his eyes were puffy but he looked better.

"You ok?" He asked Zarnish standing in front of her. She nodded with a weak smile.

"He wants to meet you", Fakhir said, Zarnish head snapped in his direction, she smiled widely with tears brimming from her eyes.

She nodded a big yes and got up from the bed not caring about her injuries becuase all she wanted now was his warm welcoming hug. But unluckily she stumbled however the nurse and Fakhir grabbed her arms tightly.

"I'll get a wheelchair", Fakhir said after making her sit on the bed. He soon came in and she was settled on the chair, Fakhir took her to her man, the big boss, her big boss.

He was laying immobile on the bed staring the ceiling ahead. The only word that left his mouth was her name. He wanted her near him. Despite of all the injuries he had he was more concerned about her, she was also present near the accident spot.

"Big boss", her melodious yet soft voice made contact with his ear drums. He closed his eyes feeling her warmth. Her voice seemed heavy, the one after crying for long.

His neck was stuck, due to some serious wounds his body was immobile for time being.

He wanted to see her face. He wanted to touch her soft skin, he wanted to take her in his embrace inhaling her heavenly scent. He wanted her just like she wanted him.

He moved his fingers when he felt her soft hands wrapping around his, she held his hands tightly. He tightened the grip furthur.

She slowly got off from the chair and came across his face, he looked at her face with little moisture in his eyes while hers were full of tears. He was laying and she was hovering his body.

He felt her soft fingers on his cheeks, she had a weak smile on her face, full of melancholy.

He smiled back, his jaws hurt by stretching his lips but he wanted to smile to her.

"You'll be fine", she leaned and pressed her lips on his forehead. She didn't break the contact for long, he enjoyed her closeness, the sensation of her soft plump lips was so heartwarming. He loved that.

"Was she worried about me?" He thought and smiled like an idiot mentally.

Was she really falling for him or had she fallen already?

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