Azaan's POV.
I'm so disappointed in myself. I had one job and it was to take care of her and love her and I failed again.
I wasn't able to control my anger and snapped at her. I made her uncomfortable and I was rude.
In the end she got tired and collapsed leaving me more upset at myself than I could ever.
Almost my whole life, I tried to forget my haunting past. I had to go through several crying nights, depression, anxiety and loneliness.
I was alone in a strange world, lost in the sea of unknown possibilities. My parents never loved me as much as I did. I was compared, I was abused and I wasn't loved.
Just when I thought that things were changing for good, it only got worse. My dad pretended he needed me to help him with his business when he in fact was only trying to sell his own son to achieve his goals.
I caught him in his game and got evil. I wanted revenge and I was about to destroy his career just like he destroyed my life but they say just like father just like son. He also caught me and that's when he kicked me out of the house.
I wasn't able to send farewells to my mom or my little sister, Noor. I loved them a lot. They couldn't do anything against my dad because they didn't want to be hurt. They always tried to keep me happy but when he showed up, our smiles would always fade away.
When Asiyah and I divorced, I got the news from my old uncle who used to call me from time to time that my family had a car accident. It devastated me.
My dad and mother, sadly, passed away and didn't survive but they couldn't find my sister's body. I called for help, I asked the cops to keep searching for her, I asked my people to keep looking for her as well. I tried my best but no one was able to found her yet.
I don't know where she is. I don't know if she's safe. I'm sick worried about her and I just want to at least see her alive.
I was as close to thinking that she might also have died with them but I was completely wrong.
My uncle called me to his place not too long ago and he showed me proofs that she wasn't even in the car with them. It was a lie created by someone who was after my father's wealth.
The wealth my father left was originally for me but I don't want it at all and I surely don't need it. I've achieved what I wanted by myself already. But, I kept it with me because Noor might want it or need it.
And I can only give it to her when I find her. It had made me depressed and anxious that I can't be able to find her.
And now, my wife is laying on a hospital bed and about to go through surgery.
"she will be fine bhai jaan, she is really strong" her sister reassured me.
I know she will. But I can't help it.
"Why didn't she tell me she was dying inside?" I asked.
"She probably didn't want us to worry" Miran said.
"I had no idea about this, I hope everything goes well during the surgery" Salman added.
I know it will only be a small surgery for appendicitis but she has been lying unconscious for about an hour and I hate to see her this way.
"Don't worry guys, surgeries like these have been often successful..we added a medicine inside her body, she's unconscious because her body has been trying to fight the pain therefore she's more weak than expected and that's probably why she can't be awake..we will proceed to do the surgery in an hour, while you wait make sure to fill the medical papers" the doctor came in and explained to us.
It's killing me to see her this weak. I don't feel like leaving her side forever.
I felt a hand being placed on my shoulder.
"she'll be fine man...she will be for you..she will be" I recognize Hasan's voice.
Without knowing, a tear left my eye...and then another one and another one. I'm crying.
Hasan made me get up and we all had to leave the room. The nurse needs to prepare her for surgery.
As I got out, I saw her whole family standing there. They smiled at me. It was a warm smile.
Then, they approached me, Ayesha, Miran, Salman, her mom and her dad and they...hugged me.
I wasn't sure how to react. I just let them. They pulled away a few seconds later.
"We are here for you" her mom said.
"Don't give up" Ayesha said.
"Thank you" I told them.
It felt like I was being hugged by my actual family. It gave me shivers. I remembered the days when I was a kid and I had a happy family.
I would give anything to go back to those days. Just to feel the warmth of my mother, the fatherly smile of my father and the laughing face of my sister. Anything.
We only realize when they leave, how much they meant to us. And it's only after they leave, that we want to hug them and tell them we love them...one last time.
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Asiyah's POV.
The extreme pain was gone although it still was a bit painful. It was better than before.
I opened my eyes slowly and saw that I was in a hospital bed. I looked around and saw a needle on my hand connected to a tube that was injecting something into me.
I had no hijab on. My hair were open and my clothes were changed into a patient's clothes.
I tried moving and realized the presence of someone beside me. It was Azaan.
His sleepy head was asleep beside me. I placed my hand on his head stroking his head.
"I must've gave you a hard time...I'm sorry" I said.
"You did" he suddenly said lifting his head and looking at me.
I didn't know he was awake.
He wrapped his arms around me tightly as if he would never let go.
"Don't you dare do this to me again" he said.
"I won't" I said chuckling.
He pulled away and connected his forehead with mine.
"Please...don't do this to me ever again..please" he said his voice at the verge of breaking.
I grabbed his face and pecked his forehead.
"I'm not going anywhere and I'm not letting you ever leave me" I told him.
We hugged again and then I pulled away and smiled at him.
"I'm sorry" I said again.
"Why didn't you tell me you were in this much pain?" he asked me.
"I thought it was going to last for a while only...I didn't expect it to be this bad.." I explained.
"No matter what happens..even if you think it's temporary you have to tell me, I'm here for you and I will help you" he said.
I gave him a smile as he held on my hand tightly.
My family members came as well to see me. I felt bad, I worried them all so much. It really wasn't my intentions.
But, I'm happy they are all here.
After some time, they left the hospital. It was only Azaan and I.
I have to say a few more days until my wound heals and it's safe for me to go out.
The day was coming to an end and Azaan still wasn't leaving this place to go and rest.
"Just go, I'll be fine I promise" I've been trying to persuade to just leave for a while and go wash up and eat something better other than hospital tasteless food.
I've seen him yawning and looking tired and it makes me worried but he doesn't want to.
"I don't care, don't even try I'm staying with you until you get discharge" he retorted.
"Azaan" I called his name.
"Asiyah" he said mine.
"I'm serious" I stated.
"And so am I" he added.
I sighed and looked away. I will have to play the ignoring game.
"Here" he said giving me fruits to eat.
I didn't turn my face to him. I have to avoid him.
"Asiyah? Is that how you want to play?" he asked.
Don't turn your head.
"Asiyah" he said in a serious tone.
I kept minding myself when he suddenly grabbed my neck, making me face him and pressed his lips on mine.
I tried to push him away but he was not letting go. He stopped seconds later and looked at me.
"Don't ignore me" he said.
"What if I want to?" I asked.
"Don't test me" he said about to grab my lips again but I turned my face away.
He let go and sat beside me on the bed.
"Eat the fruits that I cut for you with love" he said with a smile.
"You worry me more than anything" I told him.
"Don't be worried, I'm fine" he stated.
"You're not and that's the problem...what happened to you..who hurt you? Who's bothering you? Tell me and I'll help you deal with your problems...am I not your wife? Can't you trust me just a little bit?" I asked him honestly.
"It's not something you can really help with" he said looking down.
"I will help you...I can help you" I confirmed once again.
He took a breath and then explained everything. I could see how hard it was for him. He was having such a hard time and I had no idea. I want it to cry seeing him vulnerable.
"...I miss her and I'm so worried-..it's-" i stopped him and hugged him tightly.
"Just cry already...I know you're sad, let it out, I'll hold you" I told him holding him tightly.
I will surely find a way to help you Azaan. I promise you, I will.
***
"I want you to contact people that can help us with finding this girl, you see her right? She has to be somewhere ...we have to find her at all costs and no matter what" I explained Fazal.
"I got you"he said running out of my office.
I didn't tell Azaan that I took a picture of this photo but I had to. I need to have at a least a picture of her for me to find her and look for her.
He kept it in his wallet and I had no idea. It melted my heart when I saw it. He must be missing her like crazy. I know because I felt the same towards Salman. I want it to see him so bad but there was no way for me to do so.
I sighed as I looked at the picture of her and Azaan.
It's been a week ever since I've gotten discharged and I've been trying my best to look for her. Only now did I told Fazal about her.
With the help of other people looking for her maybe we'll get to her some day. We have to keep being consistent.
I pray that we find her as soon as possible.
I sat down massaging my temples, I've been a little over anxious lately and it's giving me headaches.
Just..where can she possibly be?
I've checked schools, offices, apartments, campuses. I've asked some of my international friends to do the same based on where they live. But, there's no answer.
Obviously, the picture that I have of her is old. She most likely has changed now but I feel like I could definitely tell if it's her when I see her. She ressembles Azaan a lot.
After a long day, I went back home. As soon as I got in, I felt two strong arms wrapped around me from behind and I knew it was him.
I turned around and hugged him tighter.
I really want to make you feel better Azaan. But, at the end of the day only Allah can decide what can happen. I won't loose hope easily.
"Did you have a though day?" he asked me.
"Yes but now that I'm home with you, I'm good" I told him.
Suddenly, he picked me up bridal style.
"I'll take care of you from now on" he said as I looked at him not knowing what to say.
He brought me upstairs and laid me on the bed. He took off my shoes and took my purse to put it away. I took off my hijab myself and let my hair open. That felt great after a long day.
"I'll go and change first" I said about to get up from the bed but he stopped me.
"Wait" he said.
He opened my drawer and took out the box with rings inside and came back to sit beside me.
He opened it and was staring at it for a few seconds.
"Do you know why I snapped at you when I saw this?" he asked me.
I nodded no.
"My dad gave the same to me and my sister...he told us...if we ever get separated these rings will be the proof that we are a family and that we are always one but...that was way back then...it was before he becomes evil and selfish...he became scary and I was afraid to loose him my father...I threw the ring away when he kicked me out of the house and I promised myself I would never wear such rings again but..." he stopped and looked at me.
"I hurt you...didn't I?" he asked.
I wasn't able to stop my tears anymore. I hided my face and started crying. He turned facing me and looked at me worried.
"W-what's wrong? It's my fault right? I'm sorry please don't cry Asiyah please" he said hugging me.
I pulled away as he wiped my tears away.
"You're the one hurting and it hurts me to know that the man that I love so much isn't happy" I told him.
He took out the rings from the box and grabbed my hand. He put the ring on my finger and then he did the same with the other ring putting it on his finger.
"I will let go of the past and look forward...I'll wear the ring just for you" he said.
I saw a single tear left his eye. How is he holding everything inside of him? He must be exhausted.
I sat on top of him my legs folded on both of his sides. I grabbed his face making him look at me.
I kissed his cheek, nose, forehead, eyelids and lips.
"You don't have to hurt in silence Azaan" I told him connecting my forehead to his.
He pulled me closer to him and said "you're the one who kept me going my whole life".
He came in further and placed his lips on mine. It was soft and sweet. It was warm and needed.
He was placing kisses all over my neck. He was slowly taking off my suit vest. We both took off our shirts revealing our bodies.
We smiled at each other before crashing our lips together once more. He lightly pushed me on the bed getting on top of me not leaving my lips. He was placing kisses on my chest area going down to stomach and back up to my neck.
This memorable night was amazing. We both needed each other like crazy. I'll forever remember the amount of love we gave each other.
***
A week later...
I was home looking through some files when I received a call from Fazal.
"Yes Fazal" I said picking up.
"Hi ma'am, I think we finally found where she is" he said.
I dropped the file that I was holding.
"Send me the address, I'll be right there" I told him before getting up and running out of my place.
I drove myself to the place where Fazal asked me to come. I arrived there and got out of my car. There was another car parked beside mine and I could tell it was my company's.
Where is Fazal?
The place looked deserted. As if no one was here. This is a long time ago left alone building. No one even comes here anymore. How could she be here? I hope she's okay.
My phone rang and I picked up.
"Ma'am, look on your left" it was Fazal.
I looked on my left and saw a destroyed truck.
"I'm behind" he added.
I ran towards where he said he would be and went behind. I saw him with other guys.
"Why...are you hiding?" I asked him.
He motioned me to bend down and hide with them.
"What's wrong?" I whispered.
"Here's why we couldn't find her...she's under hostage" he said.
"What?!" I yelled but then immediately covered my mouth.
"She's inside this abandoned place, there's at least 20 to 30 guys and they all have harms with them" he explained.
"Are you serious?!" I couldn't believe what he just said.
How is this possible? How can she end up in such a situation?
We have to get her out of here but we can't risk our lives this way.
"We can't do this like this" I stated.
"We have to do it today, as of what I've heard...they will leave tomorrow morning" Fazal said.
Ya Allah..
"How about letting the cops know?" I asked him.
"That's worst, it will only create more trouble" he said.
I sighed. This is about to stress me to hell. He's right though, they won't have any pity and they'll definitely kill her before running away.
"I think we should let Azaan know..you said he used to be a part of a gang as well" he proposed.
Wait...he's right !
Maybe this is...this might be related to the gang we used to be in.
"Let's leave this place for now" I told him.
He nodded as we got up and started walking back towards our car but we immediately stopped when we heard gunshots.
We turned and saw three of them standing there looking at us with smirks.
Shit. They caught us.
"Looks like we have some visitors" one of them exclaimed.
"Do as they say and don't try to be smart, they know more than us what they're doing" I cautioned Fazal.
Soon, our arms were attached from behind and we were forced to get inside the building with them.
To say that I was not scared would be a lie. I was shivering in fear but I was trying my best to hide it. To be honest, we could all die here.
Please Allah, help us.
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