He was expressionless, his hands were clenched, his clothes were dishelved and the tie was loose. He walked towards me and without a single word he stood next to me facing the room door in which Zaroon was admitted "Yuhaan....." I again uttered his name but what i got was his rageful glare, his eyes were as cold as the ice, so intense that a sudden chill rustled down my spine.

We both stood there silently until the silence broke by his murderous voice as he ordered his bodyguard at some distance in the corridor "Shift him to the VIP room" He nodded and walked away.

"Yuhaan....." I placed my hand on his shoulder to console him but trailed off as he jerked my hand away and gripped it tightly before dragging me to the empty room beside Zaroon's room.

As the door was shut by the thud, I was pinned to the door itself, i closed my eyes at the impact "What is your job"? He asked greeting his teeth in anger and his hold on my arms was very tight as if he was going to break it.

"I f*cking asked you something" He jerked me so hard that my back hit the door yet again.

"You know what? You don't deserve it. From the day one i gave you every little information about the kids, i gave you relaxation in your job, You just don't deserve it. I don't want to see you near Zaroon right now. Just leave!" Saying this he pushed me away, my hand pierced by a door's nail and a slight cut was formed. It was painful but not as painful as his words. He didn't asked, he didn't let me explain, he just blamed me for no reason.

I understand he is in tension, i understand his emotions, i understand him, maybe he is right in some aspects but he just can't put whole blame on me. Don't he trust me?

I was pulled out of my thoughts and flinched a little when i heard his thunderous voice.

"Get out of my sight, i don't want to see your face" saying this, he turned his face to the other side. His jaw was clenched, his hands were in a fist and his blank eyes were staring into nothingness.

I stood there for a whole 1 minute for him to stop me, to hold me in his secure embrace, to clean my teary face but my wishful thinking shattered into millions of pieces when he didn't even passed me a single glance.

Turning away with a heavy heart and teary eyes, i walked out of the hospital corridors. Leaning against the cold wall, a heart wrenching sob left my mouth. As soon as i closed my eyes, our lovely moments flashed in my eyes to make me snap open my eyes. Taking some deep breaths to stable my breathless breathing, i looked up in the sky, a silent plead left my mouth.

"Ya Allah!"

He is right, thats my job to take care of the kids but am i asking too much for him to trust me, not fully just a little? His words tonight told me that i am no one to him, he don't trust me.

Maybe this was a reality check for me from my Allah, my Allah Ta'alla wanted me to be strong, 'He' didn't wanted me to flow out in the emotions, in the temporary relationship. It was all fake, it was all a act but just why i am so hurt by his words, why his every single word pricked my heart.

"Thank You Allah Ta'alla for making me realize that nothing is mine, its all fake. Thank You for everything. Ya Allah! Please make my little sweetheart fit, fine and healthy soon. You are the only one i can ask to, plead to because i know i have no one but only you from whom i know i will get everything" I mumbled a dua with trembling lips as tears were continuously flowing out of my eyes.

I cleaned my tears with my hands and hissed a little as i felt pain in my hand. Ignoring the pain i walked towards the parking lot. As soon as i walked in, i saw uncle Rehmat "Assalam-O-Alaikum Uncle" I greeted him in my hoarse voice.

"Wa-Alaikum-Aslam Dear! How's Zaroon"? He greeted me back with a sad smile and asked me about Zaroon's health. I averted my eyes down as tears were again threatening to leave my eyes "The doctors didn't said anything till now, he is still under observation" He nodded his head sadly.

"The kids are alone in the Mansion, can you call Mrs. Khalid and tell her to go to Mansion. I am sorry to disturb you uncle but i left my phone in hurry" I politely said but anyone could tell that i am going to cry any second.

"Sure my Dear" he nodded his head and i turned to leave but was stopped by uncle "Your hand is bleeding.....your foot is also bleeding" the cut on my hand was fresh so it was paining slightly but my foots were totally numb, i was not feeling any pain.

"It's fine uncle" I passed him a small smile before walking away. I entered the hospital again and walked towards my mother's ward. I know he said, don't come near Zaroon but how could i just leave the hospital when my little bunny is laying on the bed unconscious.

Walking past the corridor, i turned to look and Yuhaan was standing there looking in the room with clenched hands. I wanted to console him, tell him that everything is gonna be fine, i even took 2 steps towards him but stopped when his words resounded in my mind.

Get out of my sight, i don't want to see your face.

Closing my eyes, i took a deep breath and cleaning my tears away from my face, i walked away disheartedly directly towards my mother's ward.

The next day around 4 in the evening Zaroon woke up but was said to be stay in the hospital for observation.

Yuhaan came home to change his clothes, Mrs. Khalid asked him for the lunch and he nodded because he hasn't eaten anything from yesterday.

He straight went to his room and what he met was the dreadful silence and for the first time he didn't wanted to enter his room.

He walked in the room with fisted hands and straight went to take shower but the only thing which was going on his mind was 'She didn't came to the room!'

After getting dressed, he went to the dinning room where the table was set for him. He plated out the food and after taking one bite he pushed the plate back. The food didn't tasted like the one she makes.

He was glaring at the food when both Zimal and Ramish came running to him "Dad where were you from the Morning? I haven't seen Zaroon and Mommy also. Are you all planning something behind our backs? I asked Mrs. Khalid but she said Mommy took Zaroon out, where did they go"? Zimal bombard him with her innocent questions and that made him frown at her.

"What did you said, you didn't saw Ayz......" He trailed off as Mrs. Khalid walked in the dinning room asking him "I packed food for Ayzal, please do take it with you" At this point he was clearly confused and a bit panicked internally.

"She didn't came home"? He mumbled to himself and walked out hurriedly "I need her whereabouts in 5 minutes, if late than you all will be responsible for the consequences" He ordered his bodyguards and they didn't needed twice to tell.

In exact 5 minutes, her whereabouts were in his hands and unknowingly he took a sigh of relief. She never left the hospital, she was in her mother's ward whole night "Keep following her at the distance" He commanded sternly and looked out of the window.

He didn't know why he was so worried about her? He didn't wanted her to have that effect on him yet there was a invisible force attracting him to her.