"One macchiato and one cappuccino please," he passed a sophisticated smile at the waiter.

"Umm, cappuccino for????" I raised my eyebrows.

"You,"

"How do you even know?" I stared at him in confusion.

"Last time, I saw you," he smiled sheepishly.

"You remember? Wow, " I laughed out.

"I notice every little thing of my people," he said looking straight into my eyes.

"My people"...Damnnn!

"Umm noice, " I laughed awkwardly.

"Zaynah, " I didn't know if my name was that beautiful or it sounds beautiful from his mouth.

"Yeah, "I calmed my breath.

"Can we hang out again like this... I mean, ummm," he started scratching the back of his neck nervously.

"Umm... I don't know, umm I mean We are friends, good friends... I guess there's no harm in hanging out, " I replied him cautiously, I knew what he wanted to say, but it wasn't possible for me.

"Noice, Thank you," his smile faded a bit but soon he plastered a mask on it.

"So what about you? I mean college and your family" I changed the topic to cut the weird awkwardness between us.

" Well you know my name and college already, I'm twenty years old guy in my third year of engineering and...ummm...my family lives in the small town of Karnataka, my father owns a general store, my mom is a housewife and I have a little sister at home who's just ten but she's very cute, I love reading and coffee and.. that's all," he completed his sentence in a single breath.

" Okay, okayy...got it," I let out a soft giggle.

"Naah, if you wanna know more about me, you have to come with me again," he cooed and I smiled.

******

" Hamza, where are you lost, focus on your books," I narrowed my eyes.

" I'm sorry Miss Zaynah," he came back from his imaginary world and smiled awkwardly

"Why are you smiling?" I sighed and glued my eyes to his face.

"My mom is coming to India next week," he almost clapped his hands with excitement.

"Wow, how is she now?" I looked at his excited and happy face curiously.

" She's fine, Alhamdulillah! She is coming, I missed her like hell," his face expressed a lot of emotions.

I never felt the motherhood of a mother so it was all new for me.

"So Hamza do you think a mother loves her child more than anything? I mean do all mothers?" I didn't know why this question slipped from my mouth.

"Yeah, I'm damn sure... I mean look at Mariya Aunt, she loves Wajahat Bhai and Zara Api more than her life and my mama... She's incredible, no one can be like her. A mother's love is so selfless and..." I never knew that Hamza could talk these philosophical things.

"But Do all moms of the world love her child?"

" I don't know what are you asking," he raised his eyebrows in confusion.

" Do you think Hamza that any mother can leave her child for money or luxuries?" I knew It was stupid to ask these questions to kids but I was lost in emotions.

"I guess, Yeah... remember Hamza, Uncle Shariq's wife who killed her whole family for her rich lover,"

" Okay write down your homework, " I cut Hammad off and end the topic. But my heart was pounding in my chest.

I bade goodbye to them and headed downstairs. My feet stopped as my eyes landed on the Wajahat who was lying on the couch. His hair was deshelved and he looked really weak. Something started happening in my stomach, I ignored him completely and started walking.

"Zara," his voice came out like a sigh, I tilted my head and fixed my eyes at him. He lifted his body to sat on the couch and opened his eyes to see me but his eyes grew wide as he saw me instead of Zara. His eyes were bloodshot red and he looked really really tired. I wanted to go near him and ask him but I knew my gesture was gonna get me in trouble, I knew it would hurt me eventually. I knew he didn't want my presence, I controlled my heart and emotions and headed outside.

Isn't it obvious Wajahat Shah that she doesn't care about you?? When you know you don't deserve her then why do you still want her?? Why are you expecting anything from her?? Can't you just move on???

My eyes were burning and I was feeling a strong headache, I was suffocating, it was hard to breathe. I knew only one thing could help me right now.

I did ablution and fell in sujood.

Yaa Allah! Give me sabr!!

I didn't wanna be this weak in front of her. I wanted to act like a cold, cocky, and arrogant guy in front of her. I needed peace, I needed to talk to someone. But I knew I had lost that only person in my life.

I miss her, I miss you, Wajeeha Shah!! I miss you! I need you...I need my best friend! I need my soul sister, my partner of everything, I miss her. She was the only person who knew me, who knew the real side of Wajahat Shah!!

Tears started slipping from my eyes and I was crying in front of the Almighty for the two most important women of my life!

I took a small shower and laid down on my bed. My eyelids got heavy and I wanted a good sleep but even after trying half an hour I didn't sleep. How could I sleep when someone was already playing with my mind. I groaned and put the pillow on my head. But wasn't it enough?? Bro, she was everywhere, in my mind, my heart, my soul, everywhere.

"You have no idea, what are you doing to me Zaynah Fatima," I groaned from frustration.

Her large eyes and an innocent smile started flashing on my mind, her beautiful addictive voice started ringing in my ear.

This girl knows black magic, I swear! She was addictive asf!!

I wasn't the easy guy to fell for someone! I've always ignored any kind of distraction. I was a middle-class guy and I was living for my dream. I had no time for these distractions and I've thought that I won't let myself be weak but little did I knew that the most reserved Azlan Shah is gonna fall for a girl at first sight!

The guy who never believed in love is now helpless, is doing the things he could never do even in his dreams. But that girl wasn't some ordinary girl, she was Zaynah Fatima.

The first time in the hospital when the doctor asked me about my blood group and coincidentally my blood group matched to her patient. I hesitated a bit but I was ready to do this for humanity. And the first time when my gaze traveled to the fragile figure lying unconscious on the bed, my breath stopped.

I didn't know why my heartbeats picked a different pace, why I was staring at her face again and again. And that day that girl didn't take only my blood, she took my everything, my peace but gave me new hope, new dreams.

I knew she was just a stranger and I won't meet her again, I was trying my best to move on from that phase, from that moment, it was hard but I was struggling.

And one day, her simple text took all the leftovers with her. As we talked, my feelings started growing stronger. She became an addiction for me. Now it was impossible to move on. I knew "love at first sight" would sound so stupid and shallow and she would freak out if I tried to tell her. I wanted to go slow, I didn't wanna ruin things between us, I couldn't think to lose her. So I started it from friendship. We were good friends now but I wanted her so badly in my life. I knew I was just twenty and I had a career and the whole life ahead but she was also the most important part of my life.

Ya Allah, give me sabr and her love!

I made the small Dua for the most important woman of my life.