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Not a long as one but decent enough for a train ride LOL. Yup, wrote it on the way back from uni.

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~~~ATIF's POV~~~

"Atif do na!" Aisha complained as I snatched the TV remote out of her hands. "Poora time serials- aur koi kaam nahi hai kya?"

"Kaam jaise?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Kabhi hamein bhi dekh liya karo," I complained while passing her the remote. But, Just then, she asked, "tum mein dekhne wala kya hai?" And I pulled the remote away.

Her grip on it was too tight that she lost her balance and fell on me. I fell back on the couch, staring at her scattered brown locks that now covered her face. She narrowed her eyes at me and pulled away. But, I wrapped my arms around her and held her in place.

"Kuch bhi nahi- I was just lucky that you chose me," I smiled at her.

I really am lucky!

She blinked at me. "Everything about you is perfect. I am the lucky one."

Aisha came closer. I felt my hands leaving her hips and moving towards her face. I cupped her soft cheeks while gently brushing my lips against her's. Suddenly she moved and pushed me away.

"Thanks for the remote!" She tease me and turned on the TV again.

Oh man!

"Remote Ki bachi- ruk zara!" I yelled and she jumped off the couch.

"Nahi- sorry baba!" She begged as I chased her around the living room and caught before she could go out in the garden, "choro please!"

"Nahi please!" She yelled while laughing as I lifted her off the ground and carried her to the bedroom. "Atif se panga abhi batata hoon!"

"Acha no TV promise!" She said between her laughs and I pinned her to the bed. I hovered over her and tickled her while she tried her best to free her hands.

"Tum seyr toh hum sawa seyr!" I smirked, lowering myself on her. Her laughing calmed down and now she just glared at me with a glint of mischief in her eyes.

This is my real Aisha.

Pagal si, pange lene wali, hamesha haanste rehne wali.

"I am so glad you are back," I whispered, slowly letting go off her hands. I rested my hands on either side of her tiny frame.

"Me too," she smiled, cupping my face, "thank you Atif."

Before I could reply to that, the landline rang. I could hear it in the background but, I chose to ignore it. "Thank you for trying and not leaving me," I sighed and she nodded.

I lowered myself and kissed her forehead. "Phone," she whispered and I shook my head. No please.

"Who gives? Bajne do," I suggested with a pout.

She giggled and ruffled my hair, "no it could be important."

I rolled my eyes, "nothing is more important than you and me."

"No what if it's Ami- Abu or Malaika?" She pushed me away and I huffed. "Fine!"

I heard her giggling as I walked back to the living room. "Hello?" I spoke.

"Atif yaar-" I heard Waqas' voice on the other end. He sounded tensed. "Waqas all ok? What happened?"

He didn't say anything but, I heard some cries on the other end.

"Waqas you are freaking me out! What happened? Where are you?"

"Hospital."

~~~MALVIKA' POV~~~

"Thats a deal!" I said, dropping the pen on my files, "ask him to sign the contract. Our next issue will advertise his upcoming album."

"Great! I'll send in the papers soon," Mr Kumar said, getting off his chair. I led him outside while talking about some general paperwork and photo shoots.

I heaved a sigh of relief as I plopped down on my cabin's couch. Wow! Cracking good deals isn't that tough after all.

My phone buzzed and I rolled my eyes. Please don't be a client, I muttered while taking a look at it.

Aisha!

"What's up, babes?" I asked cheerfully as I answered the call. There was silence on the other end and what came next, left me in a shock.

"Malvika, it's Manik."

~~~AISHA's POV~~~

I was sitting outside the emergency ward when Malvika stumbled her way towards me. "Manik?" She panted as I quickly walked up to her.

"Manik- Manik kahaan hai? Where is he? Aisha? Where is my son?" She kept asking while I chose to not answer.

"Malvika, calm down first," I hugged her and she pushed me away. She walked behind me and I turned to look behind me.

Waqas. She walked up to him and fisted his collar, "where is Manik? Kya Hua hai- tum toh kuch bolo?"

He merely whispered, "I am sorry."

Before I could process anything, a scream left my lips as she slapped him. Atif, stood behind Waqas, with wide eyes while Waqas stood still. He didn't protest.

"Malvika calm down!" I said, grabbing her shoulders, "he will be fine- I promise."

"Why Waqas?," Malvika pushed me away again and grabbed Waqas' shirt that was mildly drenched in Manik's blood, "Mujhse bina pooche kahaan le jaa rahe the usse? Look what you did!"

She yelled at him, punched him and cried against his shoulder at the same time but, Waqas didn't move.

"He was missing you so we just wanted to give you a surprise," Waqas finally whispered and Malvika stepped away, "I don't know Woh car kahaan se aayi and the next thing I know is-"

However, Malvika didn't let him finish, "Please say you have nothing to do with this," she rested her hands on his shoulder and shook them. She stepped closer, "you are safe, right? You were not the one driving, right?.. Waqas?"

Waqas opened his mouth to say something but, chose not to. He blinked at Malvika and said after a few seconds, "my driver is in critical condition."

Malvika heaved a sigh and ran a hand through her hair before dropping herself of the bench. Waqas sat next to her while I asked Atif to grab some water for her.

"How bad is it?" Malvika finally asked after gulping down some water.

"He will be fine, I pr-"

"How bad is it, Waqas?" She repeated her question and Waqas shook his head. I sat down beside her and rubbed her back. She was shivering. Any mother would.

"Aisha, how's Manik? Please?" She cried but, I couldn't bring myself to provide any details.

When I came here, I saw him loosely bandaged with blood everywhere. With what I was told, his head crashed against the window and there were several cuts on the left side of his face. Even though he was unconscious, I could see that he was in so mach pain. I wanted to take it all away from him and I didn't even mind experiencing the double of it if that is what it would take.

Why does he have to go through all this?

~~~PREET's POV~~~

I softly massaged my neck to calm myself down. Pumpkin- really? Khud ki shakal dekhi hai? Bandar!

I slowly walked myself to the back garden and stopped when my eyes fell on the arrangements. White fairy lights, Chinese lanterns and artificial snow. Asmaara did put in quite a lot of efforts for this area's decoration.

But where is she? The last time I saw her was when she was dancing with Shehry. Maybe she is still with Shehry. Yeah, that must be the reason why she couldn't spare a single second to come and say hi to me.

I had just sat down on the wooden bench when I heard some shuffling coming from behind me. I turned around and saw no one. The bushes rattled again and I frowned.

"Hello? Someone there?" I asked but, got no reply, "Please, at least say you are a human!"

No response.

I turned around to rush inside when-

"BOO!" Jessica and Soha freaked the hell out of me.

"You are not supposed to do that to a pregnant lady!" I cried, punching their arms. Not funny.

"Sorry!" Jess laughed even louder while I sat down on the bench again. Soha gave me a forced hug.

"I was leaving so came to say bye," she said. I didn't even see her coming in and she is leaving already?

"Why so early?" I asked anyway.

"My parents are coming- they will land in an hour so have to pick them up," she told me.

"Oh take Hussain with you," I suggested.

"Um no- I have a driver," she smiled, "Plus, I only came here because Shehry said something big is on tonight but, it's taking forever and whatever it is, I don't want to ruin it for Hussain."

Arey le jao na usse- kam se kam unn titliyon se toh door rahe ga.

"Do bring your parents home tomorrow!" I told her before she left.

Something special. Their confession and his proposal but, when is this function really going to start? Auction ho tab Shehry kuch kare na.

"It's cold out here- let's go inside," Jess tapped on my shoulder. "No I don't want to sit across that bandar!"

"What sorry?" She frowned and I rolled my eyes.

Ab translate bhi Karo.

~~~MALVIKA'S POV~~~

I met him this morning. He was happy and healthy then what went wrong? To make it worse, no one is telling me anything. Why does Manik have to go through this. He is not even three yet! It's not fair.

If anything that relaxed me right now was that Waqas was not involved in it. Gosh, I can't imagine him behind the bars.

"Malvika? Malvika- doctor," I heard Aisha call my name and I looked up to see a man in white coat standing in front of me.

"M-m-man-Manik?" I trembled and he sighed. "The nurse will explain everything to you. Right now you need to fill in some forms for blood transfusion. He has lost a lot of blood."

My knees felt weak. Manik and my blood group is different that means we will have to find a donor. Goddammit!

I signed the forms and gave it back to the nurse. She quickly went through them and looked up at me. "Father's details are missing."

I gulped and told her, "Manik doesn't have one."

"Mar Gaye hain ya divorce Hua? Likhna parega madam," She asked, bluntly and I scowled at her. "Maine kaha na nahi hain!"

A mother carries her child in her womb for nine months, goes through all the pain, loses her sleep and then the moment the child is born, all this world cares about is the father's name. Baap ka naam itna zaroori kyun hota hai ki maa ke sacrifices Ko log itni aasani se nazar andaz kar detein hein?

"So is he a test tube baby?" There was no sign of emotions in her voice what so ever, "madam adoption ke liye bhi baap ka naam lagta hai- bacha asmaan se toh tapka nahi hoga!"

"Enough!" I yelled as I stood up to her eye level, "Manik sirf mera beta hai- now one more word about his father and-"

"Gimme the papers," Waqas snatched them out of the nurse's hand and scribbled on it, "done? Now get lost!"

Smirking, the nurse raised her eyebrow at me and walked off to the other nurse. Waqas sat back down again and threw his head in his hands.

"What was that?" I turned to him and he stood up again, "since when did I give you the rights to?"

"Malvika liste-"

"Tum hote kaun Manik ke father Ki jagah sign karne wale?" I raised my voice as Aisha came forward. "Malvika calm down- hum hospital main hai."

I glared at her and then turned to Waqas, "then let's take it outside."

~~~AISHA's POV~~~

Waqas followed Malvika outside while I went to sit with Atif. Everything was fine this morning- yeh sab kya ho raha hai?

"Hey everything will be fine- yeah?" Atif rubbed my shoulder and I wiped my waterline. "It's not fair on them."

"I know."

Before we could talk any further, loud cries filled the air around us. I left Atif and walked up to where the voice was coming from. There was a little boy sitting outside the other emergency room with a nurse standing next to him. He looked around Manik's age. There was a red string wrapped around his wrist; he was a Hindu.

"Sister, who is he?" I asked, sitting next to the crying boy. "Mumma!" He cried and I uncomfortably blinked at him. It pained to see an innocent soul like this.

"Aapke bache ke saath jo aaye the unka beta hai," she told me.

"So, where are his parents?" I asked, caressing the bandage on his arm.

"His mother passed away on the spot and his father is critical," my heart sank after hearing those words, "and there is no one else in his family."

I quickly pulled out my wallet and handed her some money, "get some milk and something to eat for him."

The nurse walked off and I tried comforting the boy. He was just not ready to give up. All he wanted was his mother- mother who was not there anymore.

~

Yeh kya ho Gaya? :0

Don't kill me for not having anything about Asmaara and Shehry.

This book is sort of reaching its end I had to get Waqas and Atif's side cleared too, right?

Yeah, I don't think this book will go longer than 40 chaps (if my chapters stay this short).

Right now I have a plot clear in my head and I want to go ahead with it.

LOVE ALWAYS<3