《Anfal's Ibtihaj ✔》chapter 25
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Weeks were passing like days woth Ibtihaj recovering fastly.
"Congratulations!! He is way too much better now. He recovered unblievingly fastly. I had never seen any patient's this much steady recovery."
Doctor grinned after checking up ibtihaj.
Arsh and Rehab yelled in excitement while Tooba kissed ibtihaj's forehead.
Anfal was hiding behind the door because she knew that's oenhoe he won't like her presence.
At doctors statement tears of gratitude slipped down her cheeks and she thanked her Allah for listening to all her prayers.
Just then ibtihaj's eyes landed on the frame hiding behind door.
He knew who it must be because other than her everyone was there.
Many coloured came and passed by his eyes and he kept starring at her who was crying in her trance woth her hands held in air.
"All thanks to the one who encouraged him for physiotherapy. Cause without that he won't be able to even sit up on his own and see now he can walk."
Doctor saod and ibtihaj felt something strange in his chest thinking about the one who started all this and what he did to her. He felt guilty but was too stubborn to let guilt empower on his senses.
After casually check up doctor went out along with everyone.
He saw her walking away from his room.
" Anfal!!"
Without any other thought he called upon her.
She froze on her steps hearing his voice.
"Yes..!"
She stammered not turning around.
"Come here!!"
He said sternly bit she didn't turn.
"I said turn around!!"
He said in authoritative tone.
She turned around and went near him.
"G?"
(Yes)
"Why are you crying?"
"I..um.. no I am not crying."
She said with lowered head.
"Sit!!"
He patted at a spot on bed beside him.
She hesitated first but sat beside him.
Both could feel the heat radiating from their bodies.
"So you weren't crying?"
He raised brow and she shoke her head.
" Then what is it?"
He said kicking tear drip from her eye lash.
She was taken aback and looked at his finger tip.
" Why were you crying? Am I dead?"
He said sternly. Somehow he didn't like those tears.
She looked at him shocked and 2 more tears slipped down her cheeks.
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"Don't say like this."
She said in a mere whisper.
He looked at her in amusement.
" Then what are these years for?"
"These tears are of gratitude. I am happy that you will be back to life."
She smiled with tears.
He didn't expect such answer from her. This left him shocked to core.
His heart skipped a beat without informing him.
She was feeling the beauty of the moment when you smile with tears.
"Aren't you afraid that I will abuse you again once I will get back to my feet?"
He asked unsecurely.
She flinched when memories of that night flashed in front of her.
"Say it!!"
He took her hand and gave it a light squeeze and said softly.
For the first time he uttered a word to her softly and her heart melted on it.
"No! In fact I am waiting drsoerayeky when my all prayers will be answered and you will become the old wild Ibtihaj!!"
She smiled wholeheartedly at him twitching her nose upward.
He narrowed his eyes on her.
"So I am wild!!"
She laughed and nodded.
"Getting bold aren't we?"
He smirked jerking her towards him.
"No no!!"
She said and ran out of room freeing her hand.
"Way to spoil moment!!"
She facepalmed herself after coming out of his room.
He smiled and shoke his head looking at her back.
He felt a sudden peace empowering him...
"It is because when husband and wife smile together angels protect them from evileyes and Allah increases their love for each other."
Ibtihaj opened his eyes when he heard Rehab's voice.
He looked at him who was smiling standing in front of him.
Ibtihaj averted his gaze cause no matter what he was not in favour of accepting what his heart was telling him.
" You know Ibtihaj! It's been almost a month of me being here and I never saw her doing anything which can offend you. Believe me she is changing and she is changing for good. And you know what who gave her the direction and showed her the path?"
Rehab said sitting beside him.
" Who?"
"You!!"
Rehab pointed at him while Ibtihaj looked at him blankly.
" You have her the hope and now when she is fulfilling all her duties and had became one of the best travellers of the road you wanted her to walk on then why are you showing your back to her? If she is trying to take a step ahead then why are you stepping back?"
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"I don't know!! I never gave her any hope about loving her."
"Alright you can't love her but least you can do is care for her and I can bet she will be more happy. You know Ibtihaj!! Allah made woman so strong yet so delicate. She can face all the difficulties of the world without letting a sigh but a mere indifference of her feelings can break that strong woman to the extent where she can't repair back to her previous self. Love can't stand a chance against indifference. You know what!! Love can't endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Love is all give and have. I know some people love other one so deeply and madly but in end they get deceived. That doesn't prove this fact wrong. If you were sincere with your love then it will be reciprocated to you back but by someone else who truly values you. So don't leave her among the ones who get nothing in the end cause Allah knows how to do justice. He will grant her another one who will cherish her."
Rehab said and Ibtihaj felt his soul crushing at the mere thought of her being in someone else arms.
" You know better what to do next!!"
Rehab patted his shoulder smilingly and went out.
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One month flew by wink and the day came when ibtihaj was running in the garden.
Anfal was happy to no extent.
Tooba, Rehab, Haider amd minahil went back to their home.
House was looking quite without them.
Anfal was making breakfast for everyone when he came in.
It was still dark outside.
Ibtihaj just came back from jogging.
She was singing while kneading flour.
Her duppata was tied on her waist cross to her shoulder. Her hair were tied in a messy bun. Some locks managed to get out of her clips grip and were hanging on her face.
Ibtihaj stood behind enjoying the view in front of him.
Her song's lyrics caught his attention.
🎶I feel love...
When I look into your eyes
I believe....
If you move out from my side
I will be losing grip on you..
Grip on you...
Dekho kareeb se
miley hain naseeb se
Aayga pal yh phir kahan
Aj achanak tumse mily hain
Yh to nahi bewajah🎶
(Look closely
We met by distiny
This moment won't come again
We met suddenly today
This is not without any reason)
He felt as if she was saying all those things to him. As if she she was confessing everything she had in her heart.
His attention drifted by her sudden sigh.
"Can't you stay away!!"
She said to her haor lock pinning it at her ear' s back by her elbow but didn't succeed.
He went near her and slowly took his hand near her face and put the strands away and blew at her face to dry up her sweat.
She froze and looked up to him.
"Do you need anything?"
She asked.
" Why? Can't I come to you without any work?"
He raised brow.
"No..its..not like this!!!"
She stammered feeling his scrutinizing gaze.
He was enjoying her state.
"Anyways I wanted to say make my breakfast fast. I have to go somewhere."
He said and stepped.
She released a breath which she was holding for a while.
He smirked when he saw her saw her relaxing and patted her shoulder startling her.
She turned around and unkowningly her hands covered in flour made theor contact with his chest.
She gasped in horror looking his jaw getting tightened.
"I am sorry!!"
She said nervously.
He held her chin tightly and leaned on her face.
She closed her eyes getting afraid.
A moment of bliss came in their life when his lips landed on her forehead and lingered over there for a while.
"Good morning!!!"
He said and went out of kitchen.
She touched her forehead and jumped in excitement.
"Yeyy!!"
Hearing upon her cheers his lips curled into smile.
Both were smiling over the blessings Allah showered on them.
It was not Ibtihaj's plan to kiss her. He only wanted to tease her but how could he retreated back when Allah wanted that money to take place in their lives.
"Jo barh rha hai dilon ka rishta
wo barhta jaey, hai yh dua!
Tootay kabhi na yh silsila ab
sari omer, bs hai yeh dua!😍"
(The relation of hearts that is growing, keep growing, I wish!!
Never this trance break whole life, I wish!!)
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