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Chapter 65: The Reunion

A few months later.....

SHEHRY'S POV

"Hussain tu puhanch gaya?"

"Yup am almost at the airport, don't worry I will manage. You take care of bhabi" he assured me. "how is she?"

"She is inside, her radio is going on" I told him.

"Acha sun! Mahrukh and Waqas is coming, right?" I asked and felt the silence from the other side had annoyance.

"Kitni bar poochey ga bhai? They are coming" Hussain pleaded.

"tera kia pata chalta hea Bakri! Kisi or ko zabardasti utha ker le aaye" I rolled my eyes and heard him chuckling.

"Or han! They are serious people okay, koi mazak wazak na kareen un k samney" I informed him.

"Ohhkay, anything else?" he asked annoyed.

"No that's all" I stated, feeling his annoyance.

"Chal then you stay with bhabi, I will get them" he said and we hung up.

I was walking in the lobby in front of the radiology room, the door had a small round glass window through which I could get a glance of her every now and then. They didn't let me go inside at all doesn't mater how much I begged them for.

I looked down at my wrist watch, her session was almost over and the good thing was that it was going to be the last session for this month so she didn't have to come back here for more than a couple of weeks.

I halted in front of the door and looked inside; she was lying in the bed all motionless as it was almost the end and like evrytime she gets all weak and timid by that time.

In past almost 5 months I have been completely used to of all this, her sessions, the side effects, all those marks on her body. But still the pain and fear of loosing her was like a slow poison to me.

It wasn't only Heer, it was both of us. I was dying with her too. It's just that nobody knew.

MAHRUKH'S POV

"Waqas! But at least tell me, where are we heading to?" I asked for a millionth of time in past few ours since he told me to get ready, and we set off to an unknown place. Jannat was at the back seat, in her baby chair, holding a tither in her hands playing with is.

"oho besabri aurat!" Waqas taunted making a face and I rolled my eyes. Jannat was making baby sounds busy with the tither when Waqas turned his head and get a look at her, a smile spread across his face but then he shook his head.

"Mahrukh! Yar this tither thing is highly dangerous for baby's teeth, na diya karo isey"

"Kia karoon, tither letey he chup ho jati hea. Werna is ka band baja to pata hea ap ko." I stated and he chuckled.

"Acha bataen na kahan ja rae hen hum?" I asked again but he remained silent, with a smile on his face.

"just a little outing yar, mein ne socha buhat din se buhat pareshan rahi ho tum so just a lil outdoor time" he stated and Heer's thought jumped in my mind.

"Did you talk to Shehry? Are they still in hospital?" I asked and he nodded his head.

"They will be home by evening. Wapsi per chaker laga len ge" he suggested and I remained silent.

Just then Jannat started crying, waqas stopped the car and I brought her to the front seat, and made her feeder. He started the car again, while capping the milk powder back it accidentally slipped a little from my grip and a bit of it dropped down on the seat.

"God! You two are ruining my car, ek dhakan nai band hota theek se" he complained and I slapped his arm.

"ek to help nai kara rae, ooper se complains. Gari ziada azeez hea ap ko?" I asked grumpily and he shook his head, disapprovingly.

"Jannat! Dekh lo beta! Ye importance hea hamari bus" I looked down at her who was oblivious of everything else than her feeder. Waqas chuckled a little.

"Come on! Since when have you become such a dramebaaz?" he asked amusingly and I rolled my eyes. He moved his hand towards me and before I could smack it back he pulled my cheek hard.

"Aaaaaaa! Na Karen Waqas!" I screamed and he laughed loud getting slapped over his hand. Ignoring his laughter I looked out from the window when I noticed where we were heading to.....

"Airport....?"

"Waqas! What are we doing here?" I looked back at his face, he looked serious, there was no smile or even smirk there.

"Nothing, told you before. Outing" he repeated casually and I frowned.

"Outing? Here?" I asked in disbelief and he nodded his head, I looked out from the windscreen.

"Is someone coming?" I asked as he drove towards the parking area. My heart had already started beating a little faster for unknown reasons.

He stopped the car and stepped out, I just remained inside still not getting what were doing there. One thing was for sure; we were here to receive somebody but....who?

He came to my side and opening the door wide, he asked for Jannat and I handed her into his arms.

"Come on! Come out" he urged and I stepped out from the car, looking around for any clue what I was doing there. Waqas took out his phone and dialed few numbers.

"Man! Where are you?" he asked looking at me, ignoring my frown.

"yahan, kahan?" he asked annoyed. "sr per merey?" he added.

Just then Hussain's voice came from near "Peechey terey" Waqas turned instantly while I moved aside, finding him standing there holding his phone.

"Tu yaheen tha? Saley! Bekar mein merey dollars zaya karae" Waqas shook his head, cutting the call and Hussain chuckled.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" Hussain looked at me and smiled, I greeted back. "Walaikum Assalam!"

"What are we all doing here Hussain?" I asked him but he pressed his lips into a thin line before putting his index over.

"My lips are zipped" he stated.

"Why don't we move our butts inside and find out?" Waqas suggested, putting on his shades and we thre...no actually three and a half, walked towards the arrival area. I looked at Hussain who had a smile on his face; my heart was beating even faster now.

"Shehry called?" waqas asked Hussain who was looking down at his watch, my gaze was fixed at the front for last 10 minutes nobody came, then why were we there.

"yeah! He just did, he was taking Bhabi back home" Hussain informed him and he nodded.

"Is anybody going to tell me who is coming?" I asked, unable to take that anymore, Waqas and Hussain exchanged a look.

"yeah! Our relatives" waqas moved his hand between himself and Hussain and I frowned.

"Why did you take me here?" I asked.

"For recognizing them" Hussain replied idiotically, with a straight face. "hum to pehchantey nai na unhen, need your help" he added and Waqas chuckled a little, shaking his head.

For some strange reason I couldn't ask any question anymore, I guess I knew what he meant. I guess I knew what was coming ahead.

After another ten minutes, I felt my heart was not beating instead throbbing in my chest and just then my eyes caught the wonder of the world; something my eyes saw but my heart my mind didn't believe, something I could have never believed.....

Where they....where they actually there?

I felt warmth over my shoulder, looking to my felt I found Waqas nodding his head, smiling softly at me, assuring me I wasn't dreaming.

"Go!" he urged and my head spun back to the direction, tears welling up into my eyes as I dared to take a step, my feet were heavy felt like glued to the floor.

"Mahrukh!"

"Amaa? Abba?"

HEER'S POV

"Heer!"

I opened my eyes at the voice, finding Maheen standing near the bed, holding a glass in her hand I sat a little straighter.

"Careful!" she quickly put the glass on the table and held my shoulders, placing an extra pillow at my back she made me sit comfortable.

She sat down near me on the brim pf the bed and picked up the glass. "Chalo! Shabash...ek saans mein. 1...2...3" and extended it towards me.

"Maheen! Please! Mein nai peena" I made a face looking down at the milkshake.

"Sahi kehta hea Shehry, bachon k jesi ziden hen tumhari Heer!" she stated and I rolled my eyes.

"Shehryar ko hamari shikayatein lagane k ilawa koi doosra kam nai hea" I made a face and she giggled, shaking her head. I reluctantly held the glass which felt too heavy to even hold.

"Muhabbat bhi kitni kerta hea tum se" she said and I smiled. "Ranjha hea ap ni Heer ka" she added and my smile went wider.

"Heer!" I took a sip with great difficulty when she called; I looked up at her face and found her hesitating from going ahead.

"Maheen? Kia hua?" I urged her.

"Mom told me about Ayesha" she stated much hesitantly and I gulped the sip down in my throat, looking away from her face.

"Don't do this Heer!" she held my free hand. "this will hurt Shehry even more" she added and I looked up at her face.

"kia jo hum chahtey wo ghalat hea Maheen?" I asked.

"Bilkul ghalat hea. So feesad ghalat" she replied firmly. "have you ever think about Shehry? What will he feel about all this?"

"I am thinking about Shehry Maheen! Un k liye he to ker rahe hen hum ye sab" I stated hurriedly and she hook her head.

"Then don't do it" she said and I stared her face. "Heer! You have already done enough for him, for his happiness. But this is not going to make him happy at all" Maheen added and I stared down at the milkshake getting a little darker by now.

"Agar humein kuch ho gaya to Shehry Akeley kesey zindagi guzaren ge?" I thought out loud, she pressed my hand a little more.

"Na tumhen kuch ho raha hea or na Shehry akela hea" she assured me. I looked up at her as she went quiet, I could feel she wanted to say something.

"Kia bat hea Maheen?"

"Heer! Wo...." She hesitated.

"Don't tell me" I exclaimed as she didn't speak a head and a sudden frown appeared on her forehead.

"Hum taai ban'ney waley hen na?" I asked excitedly and she rolled her eyes, despite of getting all crimson in face.

"Ji nai" she stated, holding her smile and I made a disgusted face.

"Nihayat he koi sust ho tum dono" I stated and she giggled. 'jaldi karo kuch" I insisted and she went deep red in face as she smiled biting her lower lip.

"Aye hayeeee! Shermana vekho meri devrani da. Sadqey jaoon" I cheesed and she laughed.

"Tum sahee mein Shehry ki Sherni ho. You two are just so alike. Annoying" she stated popping her eyes out as she slapped my hand and I smiled.

"acha tell me what it was?" I asked getting serious but she got up as we heard the door bell.

"Aa gaye" she stated and I frowned, she looked impatient all of a sudden.

"Kon?" I asked and she looked down at my face.

"Umm.. Shehry and Hussain. I guess" she replied and quickly ran towards the door.

"Shehry? But he was already at home" I said to myself, then looking down at the barely touched milkshake I made a face and kept the glass on the side table.

As always, after the radio therapy I was feeling much weaker than normal; my limbs were stiff, tummy upset and brain gone all banana.

Leaning back with the bedpost I shut my eyes, keeping my hand over my tummy, feeling the little movements inside.

"You didn't like the drink, right?" I stated, my eyes still shut. "Mummy hates that too" I added. Suddenly I felt footsteps, coming closer and I knew it was him.

Somebody sat down on the bed, keeping the hand over mine placed over my tummy and a smile popped out over my lips. I opened my eyes and found him looking at me.

"Your smile tells stories" I stated and he chuckled a little.

"So what's the story behind this smile?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Somebody wants to meet you" he told me and I frowned.

"who?"

"Come with me" he held my hand, ignoring my frown he pulled me up from the bed and didn't even let me wear my sleepers. Just turned and walked towards the door, holding my hand firm in his grip.

"Shehryar! Kon hea? Bataiye to" I kept on asking but he just smiled, saying nothing. I could hear voices from the lounge, we stepped out from the room in to the lounge, I saw Waqas bhai standing with Hussain, but who was on the sofa?

"Chalo!" I looked at Shehryar when he spoke softly.

"Kon hea Shehr....? My words got lost in my mouth and eyes narrowed then widened as we stopped at the back of the sofa and I walked across, coming face to face with Amaa and Abba.

"Amaa?" I felt I was dreaming, my feet felt weak and legs trembling when Amaa got up from the sofa.

"Heer!" her eyes had tear already, her gaze roaming over my face my body when she stepped towards me and held my arms.

i looked to my left, Shehryar pressed a smile trying to assure me it was in real. I remember the last time he brought them home...surprising me, and yet once again? I looked back at her face, Mahrukh was smiling standing there holding Abba's hand resting her head over his shoulder.

this is what I almost killed myself...this is what i dreamed for Mahrukh. ub to marr bhi gaye to gham nai hoga.  

"Amaa?" tears rolled down my face as I whimpered and she pulled me in for a hug.

"Meri bachi! Kia ho gaya hea tumhen ye?" I wrapped my arms tight around her while she kept on stroking my hair softly with love and affection.

I felt a hand over my head, and my eyes flutter open, I pulled a little finding Abba smiling softly at me, his eyes glassy and I could feel his lips trembled a little as he tried to utter something but couldn't.

I pulled back and wrapped my arms around his waist, keeping my head over his chest.

I couldn't believe all that, I couldn't even think in the craziest of my dreams I would be able to meet them hug them again. I just cried holding him firm.

"Bus Heer! Aesey nai rotey beta!" Abba caressed my head and I pulled back looking at his face.

"Ap bhi to ro rae hen" I stated, looking into his bloodshot eyes and he smiled.

"khushi k aansoo hen" he replied and I hugged him back. I wanted to hug him for all those times when I wanted to hold his hand but he never let me, when I wanted to sit over his shoulder but I just couldn't, and for all those times when I needed a father but I didn't have any.

Pulling back I looked at Shehryar who was smiling warmly at me, in that one moment I couldn't describe how much blessed I felt, love, affection, pride just filled my heart up and I thought how would I ever be able to pay the gratitude.

The couple of days later.....

"HUSSAIN'S POV

"Why did you even invite her, here?"

"Shehry beta! Mehman rehmat hotey hen Allah ki, or kia tum ne subha ka ye tamasha lagaya hua hea? Agar wo aa gai ghar to konsi museebat aa gai hea tumhne?" Dad literally scolded him in full chitrol way and I rolled my eyes.

"I have told you to just ignore, you never listen" I gritted my teeth as I complained in a hushed tone, near his ear and he almost pushed me aside grumpily.

"Mehman aaen mujhey koi masla nai mager mehmano ko mehmano ki terha rehna chaiye" Shehry countered, dad just ignored him. "ye kia k poorey ghar mein nachti phir rai hea" he added complaining.

"Acha bus karo ub Shehry!" Mom warned him and he jerked his head in disapproval. "heer k Amaa Abba hen ghar, suney ge to kia sochen ge? Aram se bat karo" she scolded him.

"Mom! I know nothing okay, I bare her in the hospital but I just can't tolerate her here" Shehry stated, trying to keep his anger inside, but the annoyance was so evident.

"Abey tu kia her kisi per golabaari ker rah ea Saley! Bhabi invited her here" I informed him, keeping my hands on my waist and he frowned, as if he didn't believe.

"Heer?"

"Na to or kia meri pandraa bhabiyan hen?" I retorted and he remained silent, ignoring my joke.

"Ye Heer bhi na" Shehry shook his head as he moved a hand through his still damp hair.

"Shehry beta! Wo siraf Heer ki doctor he nai hea, they have become good friends in past few months" Mom stated, softly this time. "to agar us ne invite ker liya dinner per to kia buri bat hea?" she added, touching his face looking at him lovingly and Shehry remained silent.

I knew what was going on at the back of his head; insecurity, fear and disgust. I could read every word on his face.

"Hussain! Zara phone charge ker do, pata nai kahan chala gaya hea mera charger" Dad handed me his phone, stating with a frown.

"Ap k charger k paon lage hen Dad? Seriously?" I asked making a dumb face and earned a slap at the back of my head.

"Tu lame he raeen sari umr, Bakri!" Shehry made fun of me, while Mom eyed him disapprovingly.

We were about to walk out of mom and dad's room when dad called Shehry. "don't misbehave with her, mein koi aesi wesi herkat nai chahta samjhey tum!" he pointed his finger sternly at Shehry who despite the urge of countering back, nodded his head lowly.

"I know she is your best friend's daughter an all that...don't worry" Shehry assured him before marching out from the room.

"pata nai kis bat ki takleef hea isey?" Dad almost stated to himself and I sighed deep.

"chaliye Asif! Jalal bhai Akeley bethey hen bahir, Riaz bhai bhi nai aaye aj. ub mujh se to wo ziada batein kertey nai, jaiye ap company dejiye unhen" Mom said and dad nodded his head.

"Mom! Saira aunty sweet hen, but Jalal uncle thorey ziada he strict lagte hen mujhey" I stated and Mom frowned. "mein to zara soch samajh ker he bolta hoon un k aagey" I added and Mom chuckled.

We walked out, Maheen, Ayesha and Maha were sitting in the lounge, enjoying their tea along with some giggles and chuckles about God knows what, I searched for Heer bhabi but she wasn't insight. I headed towards her room and found her sitting in the couch, wiping Rehmat's face with a napkin.

"Bhabi ji! Ae tussi changaa nai keeta" I marched into her direction and she looked up at my face frowning in confusion.

"I mean, why on earth did you invite Miss not-in-the-good-books here?" I dragged another couch and sat right in front of her.

"She is my friend Hussain!" Bhabi stated in a mater of fact tone and I rolled my eyes. "and I like her"

"But I don't" and before I could say anything Shehry was already standing over my head, Bhabi looked up and pressed a cute oblivious smile.

"Khair to hea Shehryar! Barey suhaaney mood mein lag rahe hen aj" she asked mischievously and I chuckled at the sarcasm.

"Heer! Stop all this" his tone was warning, I felt like slipping away when bhabi shoved Rehmat in my lap making me off guard.

"Kia ker rahe hen hum?" she got up asking in the same tone.

Chal bhai Hussain! Jang-e-azeem teen.

"pusing her into every other family gathering, inviting her over dinners, wishing her birthdays....what the fuck is all this?" Shehry counted things on his fingers, stating angrily and she rolled her eyes.

"She is just my friend Shehryar! You are fuming up for no reason" she countered and I slowly got up from the couch holding Rehmat in my arms.

"Ummm I think Mahi is calling me"

"khara re yaheen tu" Shehry ordered and I literally jumped up at his tone. "tujhey buhat pari rehti hea sath deney ki, her kam mein is k" he complaint and I made an innocent face. "tera he idea ho ga ye bhi"

"mein be-qasoor hoon" I looked at Heer for help.

"Shehryar! You are acting like a two year old. Seriously, grow up!" Heer faked a smile and Shehry rolled his eyes.

I looked to Rehmat's face who was looking down at my collar busy in her deep observation.

"yeah! and you are the most sensible, mature person I have ever seen who is tempting her own husband to get involved in somebody else" he burst out, Heer's face got red and stiff.

Okay! Now this was a little too much...too awkward.

"Ahista bol yar! She is outside. Kamal kerta he tu bhi" I tried to calm his shit down and he jerked my ahnd away from his shoulder.

"Ager Ayesha ne apki in mein koi ek bat bhi sun li ho gi na Shehryar! To hum se bura koi nai hoga" she threatened him.

"She is a respectable girl, and I am not tempting you for any such crap" she pointed her finger at his afce. "khushfehmi hea apki" she added and walked past him angrily. Shehry smacked his fist over the counter.

"Kia ker ra yar?" I held his arm, stopping him forcefully.

"Mom Dad to pehley he dewaaney thy us k, kabhi tujh se shadi karana chahtey thy, kabhi mujh se. or ub ye Heer madam bhi aa gaeen" he angrily said and I shook my head.

"Ch! Calm down Shehry! You are just thinking too much" I stated seriously this time.

"Am just thinking what you all are making me to" he looked at me. "buhat time se note ker ra hoon mein ye sab, but sun le tu!" he added firmly, showing me his index.

"Aesi koi bat ghar mein nikli na Hussain! To mujh se bura koi nai ho ga. Yad rakheen tu" he stated and turned back to leave.

I helplessly looked at Rehmat who was playing with the button over my collar. "I pity you girl! You have to handle both of them at the same time" I made a sad face but my eyes popped out when she pulled out the button from my collar with a jerk.

"Abey! Ye kia kya?" I literally screamed and she looked at my face innocently.

"chalo koi nai, after all it was your dady's shirt" I shrugged my shoulders carelessly and walked out from the kitchen.

"Mahi!" I called her who was sitting silently in front of Ayesha and Heer, the environment felt suffocated for a strange reason.

"Han ji?"

"Yar....." I made a face showing the detached button up and she shook her head. "Rehmat ne torr diya"

"Acha ji! Khud tor ker bachi per nam laga rahe ho" she got up stating and Ayesha chuckled."Buhat buri bat Hussain!"

"come on! Am serious. Acha ub fix it up before the owner of this shirt smacks the shit out of me" I stated urgently and Mahi walked towards me, she took Rehmat from my arms and we headed towards our room.

"You people were talking over some loud speaker?" she gritted her teeth asking and I frowned but then it struck me and I literally felt embarrassed.

Did Ayesha hear that all? Shittt    

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