The Runaway Bride

39~ ayan is back

Ayan's POV
I was left shocked at my table.
Asley!
With, her SON!?!?
My Heart felt as if it was ripping apart!
But at the end, wasn't I the one who let go of her?
Maybe "letting go" isn't that easy, Infact at times, it seems quite impossible!

Suddenly I felt concern for the baby...she brought him in emergency!
As a doctor it's my job to check him up!
But what if she thinks that I'm trying to start contact with her?
What would waleed do?
He would be really mad...well, ALLAH knows my intentions, and I'm just doing it as a doctor's job!

"NURSE? Please come to my office!" I spoke through the phone.
"Sir, you called?"
"Yes, the patient that just left, mrs.asley, is she a registered patient in this hospital?" I asked, hoping her answer would be a yes.

"YES DOCTOR!" She replied.

ALHAMDULILLAH!

"That's great, send me the address of her house please!" I said.

I quickly grabbed my keys, wore my coat and headed off to asley's house...

I was nervous...I was more nervous to meet waleed.
It was really scaring me!

I rang the doorbell once and after a few minutes, she opened.
Her body stiffened upon seeing me, and her eyes were already swollen from the crying!

"JUST GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!" She hissed.

"I'm here to help your child, please?" I asked.

"We don't need any help!" She said and was about to close the door.

"Is waleed home? I will ask him for permission if you aren't allowing me to." I told her.

She opened the door...tears streamed down her eyes.

She looked at me for the next 5 seconds as if I said something totally ridiculous...

"There is just one waleed who lives with me, and that's my son!
Now leave!!" She says and banged the door on my face...

Asley's POV

I slammed the door and stood up holding a wall for support.
My head was throbbing...and I just wanted him to go away...
After like two more minutes, a ripped paper, a one in which a doctor writes medicine prescription slides through the door.
I picked it up and unfolded it.

"Darwaza khol do WARNA ma child protection waloon ko call kr doonga, please, for the sake of your child."
( open the door or else I will call the child protection services, please, for the sake of your child)

"Blackmailing me?" I yelled through the closed door.
"No, I'm just doing my job!" He replied, through the closed door.

I opened it and let him in.
He looked into my eyes and our eyes locked for a few seconds...

"Mat Dekho meri aankhon mein! Kahin tumhe meri dard bhari aankhon se Phir se Mohobbat na ho jai!!"
( don't look at my eyes! You might fall for them...)

"Please get your child! Im running late!"
He said looking away...

I went upstairs and got waleed from his cot.
His temperature was still high.

"MASHALLAH he's an exact copy of you and waleed!" He exclaimed.

"just check him And LEAVE!!" I hissed.

"Alright, alright..." He huffed.

He placed waleed on the sofa and took out his tools.
I sat across the room...
Waleed kept babbling...only 4 months, he hasn't spoken a clear word yet...
Once he would start speaking, I'm sure I will feel much better.

"Okay there, you little naughty boy is perfectly fine...just worried your mommy for no reason..."
Ayan kept talking to him as he examined him, even though waleed couldn't talk back...

Maybe that's what should be done with babies?
Being a single parent, I honestly didn't know....

"Baba-----baaaaba" waleed babbled as ayan placed him down.

Tears brimmed in my eyes and I felt a stab of guilt, anger, sadness, shock and other bunch of emotion...

"LEAVE MY HOUSE!" I hissed.

"Wait--" he started but I cut him off.

"I SAID JUST GO AWAY...GET OUT FROM OUR LIVES!!!"
I yelled throwing a glass vase on the floor.
In the mean time waleed started crying uncontrollably.
I picked him up, and slammed the door on ayan's face.....

I was loosing my mind, I was loosing control over myself....

Assalam o alaikum!!!

EID MUBARAK!!

I CAN EXPLAIN....SO I MOVED ALL THE WAY FRON THE GULF TO CANADA...
YEAH...IT TOOK US A MONTH WITH ALL THE SHIFTING AND NIW ALHAMDULLILAH WE ARE GETTING SETTLED....

I would update soon inshallah but now you must start dropping your comments...you don't want another long wait do you????

Until next time...stay blessed!