Hona tha pyaar...hua mere yaar...

“Say what?”, I asked surprised. I didn’t know what was going on.


What did Amna lie to me about?


“Whats going on?”, Hussain broke the silence.


“Guys, she needs to confess something.”, Sana said looking at us, and then turned towards Amna, “Amna, ab kuch bolo gi ya nahi?”


“Shehryaar, please forgive me, but I….”, I cut her off saying, “Amna. Stop! I don’t want to hear anything. Whatever has happened, has happened, it was all in the past. Forget it.”


“But Shehr-“, Sana wanted to say something but Hussain interrupted, “Guys, we should leave. He needs to rest. And the doctors are going to move him in the general care, lets talk to him over there? C’mon…”, he signaled them to follow him, and they all left.


I was then moved to the general ward, where my parents, and Amna’s parents came spoke to me. They told me that Amna was discharged from the hospital.


THANKGOD!


Her family had gone back home, and my parents wanted to take me home too, but the doctors insisted that I should stay in the hospital for at least a week, to which they agreed. Baba, took Maha home, while Mama decided to stay back, along with Hussain.


It was almost night, and Mama went into the guests lounge to sleep for a bit, while Hussain had gone back home to catch up on some sleep too.




Amna’s POV:


“Shehryaar? May I come in?”, I asked.


He opened my eyes, and looked at the door, “Amna? Tum ghar nahi gayi?”, he asked.


“No Shehryaar, im not going to leave until you’re discharged. I’m going to stay right here with you.” I replied, as I walked in with clutches.


“Tum pagal toh nahi ho gayi ho? You need rest. Go home.”,he ordered


“Nahi Shehryaar nahi! Please, mujhe yahin rehna hai, tumhare saath, tumhare paas.”, I begged.


Atleast mujhe apni ghalti ko sudhaar ne ek mouka to do.


“Shehryaar….”, I spoke, but he stopeed me.


“Shehry! Its Shehry, aur aaj se tum mujhe yahi kahogi!”, he smiled.


He loves me so much.


I smiled at him, and sat down at couch next to his bed. An awkward silence crept into the room.


“Amna?”, Shehry broke the silence, “Kya soch rahi ho?”


“Kuch nahi.”, I smiled, as I got up and limped towards his bed, and placed my hand on his forhead, and gently stroked his hair, as he slowly shut his eyes, and fell asleep.


Hayee! His hair looks so perfect even now.


I kept stroking his forehead gently, as I watched him sleep. He’s been through so much for me, and all I’ve done is hated him for no reason.


“I love you Shehry. I’ve troubled you so much. Please forgive me. I promise I will never ever trouble you again.”, I had started thinking out loud, and didn’t realize until I felt a touch on my hand.


“Amna…AHH”, moaned Shehry, as he caught my hand a tried to sit up.


“No! Don’t get up!”, I helped him lay back down.


“Amna…you haven’t troubled me. Aakhir who pyar hi kya jisme koi kaante na ho?”, he winked.


Uff aise time pay bhi ise mazak soojh raha hai.


“Why did you this? Tum ne apni jaan khatre main kyu dali? That to for a girl like me, who didn’t even care about you, and hated you?”, I asked.


“Because I love you!”, he smiled, “And tumhare liye main apni jaan bhi de sakta hoon.”


His words instantly brought tears to me eyes, and I turned my face to avoid him.


“Ab kyu ro rahi ho? Jaan de sakta hoon, jaan di toh nahi na.”, he chuckled.


“Uff Shehryaar…”, I said, and he raised his eyebrow, “I mean Shehry!”, I corrected myself and smiled shyly.


“That’s better!”, he said, smiling proudly, “Acha ab so jao, aur muhe bhi sone do! Warna main jaldi ghar kaise jaunga?”


I agreed, and walked back to the couch, and lay down, as I prayed to Allah for Shehry’s health.



I opened my eyes, to some noises in the room. I looked around and saw that the nurse was doing Shehry’s routine check up. It was already morning.


She held Shehry’s hand to check his BP, and Shehry’s looked at me, “Hayeee kitni hot hai yeh..”, he winked at me, and I looked at him in a shock.


“I’m sorry? Is it hot in here?”, the nurse asked surprised.


“Is bichari ko toh pata bhi nahi main iske bare mein baat kar raha hoon.”, he continued, as a smirk crept up his lips, and then looked at her and said, “No, No I was just talking about my girlfriend..”, he pointed at me, “Isn’t she hot?”, and she nodded.


“Shehry? Nurse pe hit karna band karo”, I rolled my eyes.


She then held his hand to check his pulse, and Shehry said, “Uff yeh touch!”


“Shehry?!”, I widened my eyes.


He was enjoying this, as much as I was hating it.


“Your progress is pretty good Mr.Shehryaar! You might be discharged earlier than expeted!”, she said, and left the room to go talk to the doctor.


As soon as she left, I got up and hit him on his arm, “Yeh kya ho raha tha nurse ke saath? Aur main tumhari GF kab se ho gayi?”


“OUCH!”, he said rubbing his arm, and I immediately felt bad, “OMG! I’m so sorry Shehry!”, I said rubbing his arm, when he suddenly held my hand, which sent chills all over my body. “GF nahi ho toh fir yaha ruki kyun? Chali kyu nahi gayi apne ghar?”


I didn’t answer.


“Bolo? Kis haq se ruki ho yaha?”


I loosened my hand from his grip, and cupped his face in my hands, “I love you Shehry! Jaldi se theek ho jao, I want to make this relationship a halal one.”, I smiled.


It was time for lunch, and Aunty had prepared some soup, and light pasta for him, and she helped him eat it, while me and Hussain ate sandwiches. The doctor then came in and did some tests, and told us that Shehry might get discharged in a day or two which made us all very happy.



Shehry’s POV:


It was almost 6 o clock, and Hussain had taken Mama back home to prepare dinner for Baba, and Maha, while Amna stayed back with me.


“Amna? Ek baat boloon?”, I asked, and she nodded.


“Mujhe bathroom jana hai..”, I stuck my tongue out, “Woh hot wali nusrse ko bulao na…she’ll help me get up.”.


I could see her eyes widen in shock again, “Shehryyyyy!!”


“Toh fir tum help karogi...Girlfriend?”, I winked, stressing at the word 'girlfriend'.


She blushed and came to help me. Her each touch made my insides go wild. Her hands were on my waist, as she held me for support, and my hand was on her shoulder as I limped across the room towards the bathroom.


“I’m sorry tumhare payr main bhi toh dard hai na?”, I realized her leg hadn’t recovered fully yet.


She smiled, and said, “Nope! Your presence has made my pain go away!”


Uff yeh ladki!


“Andar nahi aogi?”, I winked at her upon reaching the bathroom door, to which she replied, “Shehryyyyy! You’re nasty”.


“Haha joke kar raha hoon, I can handle my self.”, I said.


“Acha, and she quickly pulled away her hand from around my waist. Which made my stumble a bit, because my legs didn’t have enough strength yet, but she quickly grabbed me back and said, “Kyu? Kya hua aapki strength ko?”, with a smirk on her face.


“Amna ke beghair Shehry kuch bhi nahi”, I winked and limped into the bathroom, while holding the wall for support.


She waited for me outside until I was done, and then helped me back onto the bed.


Upon laying me down, she cupped my face in her hands, and I saw her eyes tear up, as she said, “Bohot pyaar karte ho na mujh se?”



“Shehry yeh….Oh I’m sorry…”, Hussain barged in, and then looked away shyly, “Kahin main aap dono ko disturb toh nahi kar raha?” he smirked.


She quickly pulled her hands away from my face, embarrassed.


“Abey oye…zyada na bol….warna tere aur Sana ke moments yaad dilwaunga tujhe!”, I said, and Hussain blushed.


“Ab bol..yaha kyu aaya?” 


“You’re getting discharged tomorrow!”, he exclaimed.

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