《She Was Made For Him✔》chapter 11
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Tooba's p.o.v
I opened my eyes with tons of heaviness on them. This time nothing flashed in front of my eyes cause I remembered everything. I was feeling pain in my whole body.
I tried to move my hands but found one attached to a drip which was almost done and on other I felt some burden. I raised my eyes and the sight was enough for my eyes to pop out of their sockets.
Rehab was holding my hand in his both hands and his head was pressed on my hand.
I felt little wetness on my palm which was in his grip.
Was he crying??
I thought but another second I shrugged it away.
It can't be possible.
He was sleeping soundly so I thought to not disturb him and stated thinking about my dream such I saw sometime ago in which he was asking me to kill him but not hurt myself because it kills him indirectly.
I averted my attention towards him and started looking at him. For the first time after our meeting I was this calm and looking at him precisely.
I tilt my head and starred at his calm face. He looks like a baby while sleeping.
A smile crept on my lips looking him like this.
Well his work and daily life don't offer him to calm himself for a mere second. He always remains in hurry.
But he still is willing to give you his time and everything.
My subconscious said and my smile faded.
Does he really love me a lot?
This a question which I guess will always remain unanswered because off course I won't ask him.
He has a sharp nose,pointed and prominent jawline, pink shaded lips. He has indeed amazing features. Looking at his jawline and little growing beard I remembered the day when Minahil asked me which type of guys I like and I replied her with a huge grin,
" I like guys with pointed jawline and light beard. "
I sighed and started looking at him again. This time his hair caught my attention.
Man!! He has silky and shiny hair.
I wonder which shampoo he uses. Are they smooth in real or its my hallucination?
Should I touch them?
I felt sudden urge to touch them but stopped in mid track.
I saw here and there but didn't find anyone.
No one will know and besides he is sleeping.
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I placed my hand in his hair and they were really smooth.
I ruffled his hair and started massaging his head slowly.
I was enjoying this. So I closed my eyes and started to feel the moment.
I felt sudden calmness overcoming me. I opened my eyes and was about to lift my head when I felt her fingers in my hair massaging my scalp. I slightly tilted my head to have a look at her but her eyes were closed. I smiled and again closed my eyes.
I was feeling her when our little moment was disturbed by one and one beejan.
She took her hand back and I raised my head up. We both looked at each other, our eyes met for a second but she broke eye contact.
"Did I disturb you?"
Beejan asked with a slay smile.
"Na.. No!"
I said and stood up removing dust from my clothes.
"How are you feeling now?"
"Fine."
Tooba said with a little smile.
"Good. I have brought a soup for you. Have it and you will feel more ease."
Beejan put tray on bed and sat beside her.
"Beejan I am going back. I hope you will take care of her."
Tooba tilted her head at side opposite to me.
"When will you come back?"
Beejan asked in sad tone.
"I don't know. May be never."
"I don't know. May be never."
I didn't know why but tears started welling up in my eyes.
I didn't want him to leave me for the very first time. But who I am to stop him?
He hugged beejan and went out of room without giving a glance to me.
Beejan closed the door and sat beside me and started feeding me soup. I quickly wiped my tears.
"Tooba!"
"Yeah beejan?"
"Why are you doing this?"
"What am I doing?"
I knee what she was talking about but still continued pretending.
"Why are you doing this to rehab? Can't you see he is dying inside because of you?"
"How am I supposed to know when he is dying inside?"
I pressurized the word 'inside'.
"Its not a jock. OK! "
"OK OK beejan."
I raised my hands in surrender.
"So answer me."
Soup was finished.
Beejan put the tray on side table.
I sat back with support of head board and closed my eyes.
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"Actually beejan! The thing is that how much I try but I still can't get over the fact that due to him my family disowned me."
I looked at beejan .
"So this is the problem?"
I nodded.
"And beside that what you think about him?"
"Well to be honest Beejan, I don't know much about him. So I thought its good to not create an opinion without knowing anyone."
"Hmm.. Look tooba! When you were talking to your parents I was also there. Just tell me one thing did your parents gave you a single chance to clarify?"
I remained silent.
"Tell me."
I moved my head right to left in no.
"This is what I am telling you dear. Parents and children's bond is not the one that can be broken this easily. They did it purposely. You were not like this. You were not the one roaming with boys but still they didn't believe you. If anyone is innocent here then it's you and rehab both.I know he married you in wring way but he loves you. Can't you see this in his eyes? Your parents who raised you when disowned you, doubted you, he still stood there like a rock at your back. What do you think he can't leave you? Nothing is difficult for him but still he tolerating your ignorance, your hate,your stubbornness. He us the man who kills for fun when he is breaking his riles for you when he is willing to give you time then why you can't?"
Beejan looked at me with hope.
I sighed.
Well whatever she said was quiet true.
"Cut the crap. Now what you want me to do beejan?"
"I want you to atleast give a chance to this relationship."
"What????"
I was almost coughing due to shouting this loud.
"Rehab was right. You shouts alot girl."
And I and beejan laughed.
"Beejan do you still thin he loves me? I mean he didn't came to see me ten days and came only when you called him because I wanted to talk to my parents and again he left me in this state without glancing at me. I think he has changed his mind."
I said looking at ceiling.
"Are you crazy? You ! You think he has changed his mind?"
I nodded and she laughed hard.
"OK sorry sorry! " I raised my brow at her.
"Alright Now I am serious. So I promised him to not tell this to you but now I think its time to tell you. "
She said and sat more comfortably on bed
"So in these ten days he used to come here every night when you slept."
"What??"
I again shouted.
"Yeah! He came here daily and whole night he used to sit beside you He spent many sleepless nights just gazing at you and about leaving right now I know he will come tonight too when you will fall asleep."
Beejan gave speech of "Me being crazy like she was giving briefing on today's weather.
"Na kren beejan. Na kren. Kehdyn yh jhoot hai khdynn!!""
I almost jumped on bed.
"No its not a lie."
I closed my eyes thinking.
"Because of you my son doesn't stay in his own home. I can't have my child in front of my eyes just because of you."
Beejan sternly said pointing at me with her forefinger.
"Beejan you are completely trying to be a kharoos mother-in- law."
"I can be when it comes to my son."
This somehow broke my heart in million pieces that she just cares about him and why won't she be? He is her son not real one but she thinks of him as one.
"Alright beejan what's the matter now? What do you want from me?"
Beejan sighed and continued.
"I want you to give a chance to this relationship."
Her all words one by one inscribed on my heart.
"So this is what you want ?"
"Yeah! I want this because it will make my son happy."
"What's the benefit of false and temporary happiness?"
"Look Tooba! I am not asking you to love him. I am sure his true love will be answered some day. I am asking you to take a move towards him. All the time he was taking steps towards you now its your turn. Try to be comfortable will him whatever you can do to be you have to do."
"I don't ... Know.. I don't know how to make a move. I had never been in this situation in my whole life."
"My duty is to advise you. Now decision is yours."
She said standing up.
"I am sending Haider to dettach your drip. You rest."
Beejan patted my head and went out of the room leaving me dumbstruck.
What the hell just happened?
Ahh! Dear zindgi (life) when will you stop testing me?
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