My body is still quivering, her delicate motionless form covered in the crimson blood is haunting me. I look down on my hands which have her blood on it. Me, Mom and Dad are waiting outside the Operation Theatre. It's been over an hour now. The doctors and nurses are running back and forth between the OT and outside. Nurses are running in with lots of blood bags and oxygen supply every 10 mins, doctors coming out with thier hands and clothes splattered with blood.

It's all a dream right? A scary nightmare. When I wake up it will all be over. She'll be laying in my arms smiling at me.

"What's wrong Kaif? Why so scared? It's ok....it was just a dream!" That's what she would say to me and hold me in her delicate arms. Yeah, that's what will happen.....right?

"Kaif..." Mom placed a shaky hand on my shoulder. I was too numb to look at her. All I could do was helplessly gaze at my Naila fighting between life and death from that little glass behind the shut door.

"My beautiful angel is sleeping..... she'll wake up soon right? She must be tired or else she never over-sleeps like that. Maybe she's angry with me. Ah! That must be it...when she wakes up, I'll take her to her favorite hotel....then a long drive. She'll forgive me then....yeah...." I said monotonously.

I could hear Mom crying. Why was she crying? It's just a dream.

"Look at me beta!" She cried holding my face gently and turning me to her from Naila.

"I'm soo sorry my Jaan. I made you go through soo much, I believed that vixen and never even heard you. I left you to suffer and made you suffer even more .....my baccha..... please can you forgive your stupid mother.... I even risked that innocent girl's life..... it's all my fault... Please forgive me..... Kaif.....my son..... please!" She wailed on my chest.

I watched her in shocked. Dad said the same and pulled me in his arms. I really couldn't comprehend what was going on. My parents are hugging me....they love me?

Allah! This must really be a dream.

"Mom.... Dad? Is this real?" I asked.

Mom carased my face and I couldn't find that hatred and cold look in her eyes like before. They were full of love and regret for me. My vision blurred with tears and I hugged her.

It was real.....it was ALL real. My parents don't hate me anymore.....they have accepted me. I hugged them both with joy.

Alhumdullilah......my parents are back to me....

But that moment of happiness was short lived as, if this is really true then.....my Naila is really.....NO!

I got back hastily.

"No no no! This shouldn't be true..... Mom, Dad..... My Naila..... she's..... no!

You can hate me all you want..... I am ready to live with your hatred for the rest of my life.....but.... I'm not ready to live without my Naila. She's.....my everything Mom...... I need her..... I love her Mom. I can't...... I can't have you both at the cost of losing her Dad....." I mumbled like a mad man.

I held on to Dad desperately.

"Dad.... Daddy.....you can do anything right? We're The Alam! Can't you save her? Use your money.... connection..... everything..... I'll go back to US, I'll.... I'll do anything you want. I'll live like I'm dead.... I'll even die in her place but please save her... Save my Naila Dad..... Mom...." I turned to her.

"She's like your daughter right? You can't let her die.... please Mom I beg you.....save her. Kick me out of your life forever if you want but please ...... please Mom.....sa....save my Naila....." I broke down crying.... begging.

"Please.....save her!"

They both held me helplessly. Ofcourse it wasn't in their hands. I went to the Mosque with Dad to beg the Lord to give me back the love he once gave when I was lonely and scared. The light that he send in my dark life. Now that he gave me everyone else.....is he taking his gift away from me? I was ready to give it all up for her..... I just need her..... I just need the love of my life.....the piece of my heart back.

Nothing else mattered..... nothing!

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"We are trying our best but I'm afraid she won't be able to make it." The doctor came out and said looking exhausted.

"As she was stabbed multiple times her liver and kidney are almost 60% damaged. She had lost a lot of blood before she got here which could possibly lead to a cardiac arrest....if she survives that, maybe there will be hope for her." He said.

He patted my shoulder as I shut my eyes numb in agony, before he went back inside.

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I dared to see the footage of Naila and Ridhima. My blood boiled in my veins and I just wanted to kill that monster, rip out every limb in her body, make her beg for death, for torturing my wife. How could a human do such a thing to an innocent girl? My knees gave out seeing her suffer soo much. She was soo much in pain yet that dumb girl wasn't ready to give up.

I could've stopped this. I could've thrown out that vile beast as soon as she stepped foot in our haven. I heard a maid collapsed seeing the amount of blood on the floor when they went cleaning. My angel....how could she have borne all that? It's all my fault.....

I spent hours in the mosque begging and praying for my Naila to recover. I couldn't eat, sleep or even drink a drop of water. I just wanted my Naila in my arms again. I swear I'll never leave her out of my sight ever again, even if she hates me for that.

The inspector who was helping Naila came to us. Ridhima was under custody and was being questioned. She had admitted all her crimes including my sexual assault. They also found out that the people who had attacked Naila and caused the accidents were some poor construction workers of her company. She helped them with finance in their hard times, funded their children and families. So they treated her like a Goddess and did everything for her. They would die but wouldn't speak about her. They use burner phones and did everything to protect her.

She helped them first and took advantage of them too by manipulating them to hurt my Naila.

"Why couldn't you save her when you could easily reach her officer? Why did you let my wife suffer at the hands of that monster? How could you let a civilian do such a dangerous thing. You knew she was in danger yet you allowed her for this hidden camera stunt? Isn't it your job to protect the civilians? If you can't even do that then what's the point of police and the law and this bloody judicial system!" I growled at the inspector.

"I understand how you feel Mr Kaif, you've unjustly suffered too all these years. Your wife was so desperate and begged me to help her. I couldn't deny her request, her desperation and love for you was breaking my heart. I know I've made a mistake, I risked her security and I'll take full responsibility for that." She said guiltily.

"How? Can you save her? Can you bring her back to me healthy? Huh?" I yelled. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself.

"Where were you when this was happening?" I asked her as calmly as I could.

"We were in a warehouse office on the way to your house. As soon as I saw Mrs Ahuja hurting your wife and ordered my team to make the move but suddenly your mother consciousness and I had to help her but my team didn't stop. Unfortunately, on the way the we faced some disturbance. I had to call backup to help your wife and.....by the time they got there.....a lot had happened." She explained.

I sighed helplessly. Who am I to blame someone else? It's all my fault for leaving them alone.....how could I've doubt her even for a second? Just seeing Ridhima in front of me made my entire body fume with rage.

"Arrange the most powerful lawyer in the country and get her the maximum penalty. I want her life to be like hell on earth." I ordered Desai.

The doctor came to us again. I rushed to him desperately. He looked stressed but I still had hope.

"The surgery went well but for now, we can't say anything for sure. She suffered a cardiac arrest too as we were afraid so her condition is still critical. We have to wait until she regains consciousness." He said and kept a hand on my shoulder patting it.

"Have faith Mr Alam. Your wife doesn't look like the weak kind. She's fighting hard to live....maybe a miracle would happen and your love and prayers will revive her. All we could do now us pray for her." He said and left leaving me in utter shock.

That's right, I won't give up hope.

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Days past, she just kept sleeping soundly. That selfish girl, she doesn't even care about how worried we all are. She was still in the ICU and the doctor allowed us, one person at a time to visit her for a limited time.

I sat there the whole time holding her hand in mine. The beeping of the monitor assuring me she was there.

"When you hold her hand her heart and pulse rate improves." The doctors and nurses told me. Maybe to encourage me I guess. So whenever I was with her I never let go of her hand. I talked to her about Mom and Dad how they excepted me and how much I missed her. Her friends visited her once even Desai and his fiancee. Her sister came too. I used to wipe her arms legs and face with a soft wet cloth. Mom I both read dua blowing on our hands and moving them on her body. Praying and waiting for her to wake up. The doctors had to drag me out after hours. So placing a kiss on her forehead I used to leave reluctantly.

After a week and 2 days, she finally opened her eyes. I don't know how many thousand times I thanked the Lord. She looked at me giving the most beautiful smile that only she could smile.

"Kaif." She whispered my name with moist eyes and I felt my heart was finally complete.

After another couple of days, she was moved to a seperate room. She looked better now without the terrifying monitors and machines connected to her. Like my old beautiful Naila....just a lot weaker. The doctors said she had to be under observation for atleast 2-3 weeks before we could finally go home and then too she needs complete bed rest for atleast 3 months

Kaif was wiping my arms without making any eye contact with me. Since I woke up, after the first day he has been avoiding my eyes a lot. I sleep to much because of all the medication so we don't get to speak much and he's also busy with all the Ridhima situation. Although, I love it when he's next to me, him being soo silent all the time was eating me inside.

"Kaif?" Held on his sleeve. He still didn't look at me.

"Are you upset with me Jaan? Did I do something wrong?" I questioned him worried.

He huffed.

"Wrong? You don't even know how wrong you did huh?" He sounded a bit annoyed. Tears formed in my eyes at his words.

"Kaif.... please look at me." I begged him.

He did and his eyes were moist too.

"It's all my fault Naila! For dragging you into my life, for falling in love, for putting you in danger, for not being able to do anything all this time, for forcing you to do everything yourself and for..... getting mad and leaving you alone that day." He sank down on the stool with his head in his hands.

"I don't deserve you Naila! I'm... I'm just a sorry excuse of a husband who couldn't even protect his own wife from the demons of his past. It's all my fault.... I'm soo sorry Naila." He broke down crying on my lap.

I shook my head as tears cascaded down my face.

"No Kaif.... please don't say that! You're the best husband in the world. What happened was.... my destiny. It was supposed to happen so it did. Even you couldn't have changed it, but my love, do you have any idea how blessed I feel to have you as my husband? Someone who loves me soo much, who waited for me, cried for me, prayed for me. Kaif, for me you are my whole world. Please don't blame yourself. I love you Kaif..."

"Then don't love me soo much you fool." He scolded lifting his head up.

I giggled weakly.

"Can't help it."

"Who asked you to risk your life for me like that?" He stood up angrily.

"Who told you to pull on such a stunt? Do you know how scared I was? Did you even think if anything ever happened to you, then what about me? How would I live?"

"You have mom and dad now, everyone one knows your innocent, she's behind bars. I thought, if my sacrifice could get you everything you lost then...."

"Then what? I would be happy? Without you would all that even matter? You thought I'm that selfish? You thought my love for you was just a fleeting affection for me?" He raged.

I sank my head.

"I'm sorry Kaif..... I really couldn't see you like that anymore. I really couldn't take it how people judged you without even knowing how much you were suffering. Even your own parents.... I really wanted to make things right for you..... I really just wanted to save you!" I sobbed.

You thought about saving me without saving yourself, you went through that pain, that suffering for me to save me? You idiot! How foolish can you be? You only think about one side of the story....what about the other side?"

I lifted my hand which was still connected with the blood pipe. And touched his handsome face smiling.

"I missed this." I said wiping his tears. His anger seemed to have disappeared instantly.

"I missed our fights, your voice, your worried face, your smile....your kisses....you!" I breathed tracing his lips with my thumb. He closed his eyes briefly before letting out a warm sigh.

"You know exactly how to shut me up don't you?" He said with a slight smile. I smiled too. He leaned towards me and I closed my eyes as our lips were inches away.....there was a knock at the door.

He got back hastily and I bit my lip in frustration. My Physician walked in. Kaif had strictly said that he wanted a female physician for me.

"Hi Mrs Alam, how are you feeling today?" She asked with her bright smile

"Much better." I said smiling at Kaif. She followed my gaze then turned back to her clipboard

"Hmm, no wonder, your face has it's colour back." She said in a teasing tone making me blush.

"Doctor, I needed to ask you something." I said.

"Yes sure."

I swallowed dreading her answer.

"I can get pregnant in the future right? My uterus or anything else related was damaged right?"

She smiled.

"No Mrs Alam, it's all perfectly fine. You can get pregnant."

I sighed relived... Alhumdullilah. I smiled at Kaif and he smiled back relived too.

"Although, your wounds will take a long time to heal I'll suggest you two refrain from any kind of sexual activity for atleast 4 months and even after that it would be better to take it slow and gentle." She looked at Kaif and he rubbed the back of his neck shyly.

"If you wait to try for a baby it's better to wait atleast for another 3-4 months. Almost more than half a year in total." She explained. She's older than us seemingly in her late 30s.

"Half a year!" I exclaimed.

"It's for you own wellbeing ma'am." She said.

"Don't worry doctor. We'll wait as long as it takes." Kaif said. I looked at him apologetically. He gave me a slight 'it's okay!' nod.

She asked some questions, did some checkups, gave me my meds and then left.

Kaif sat beside me pushing my hair back gently.

"I'm sorry we have to wait for soo long."

He smiled and pecked my lips leaning over me with his hand resting beside my head as he gazed into my eyes.

He rested his hand at the side of my neck as I watched him mesmerised.

"Don't worry. When you're all healed up I'll make you compensate for it all....with interest. I'm a businessman after all. I leave no chance to earn profit." He said in a sexy tone

"But interest is haram Mr Chairman." I said challenging him.

"Then I'll make it halal with you." He winked.

Shivers of excitement ran down my spine. Shit, but we'll have to wait for 4 frickin' months, I want him right here.....now!

Why does he have to be soo irresistible? Allah!

How will we spent all this time without wanting eachother?!