<A/N: Caring Dr Sahab <3 >
He took his phone out and called Ayaan.

"Hello Ayaan, your daughter is crying. She wants to go home with you. You should come back, I'll come to the hospital."

"You're tired, Ahil. You've already done a long shift." Ayaan said.

"It's just 2 hours. It's fine. She's crying. You should come. Work is not as important as her." Ayaan cut the call and stood up. He got worried for her too. Ahil told Wania he'll be here and then left for the hospital.

"Don't cry Momal. I don't like it when my best friend cries." Ali said and brought a chocolate for her. It was Hassan Mamu's chocolate but his best friend was more important. Mamu can get a new one.

He saw a tear on her eye.

"You have a tear on your lash." Momal brought her hand and wiped the eye but now a tear strolled down to her cheek. He forwarded his hand to wipe it but stopped midway.

"Can I wipe your tears?"  He asked innocently. Momal looked at him through wet eyelashes and nodded in yes. He was her best friend.

<I MELT.>

<Ahil Hoor who? Hassan Raima Hadeed Yumna  Ayaan Wania Who??????My favourites are Momal and Ali. My cutie patooties<3 >

Ali brought his hand and wiped the tear. He stared at his finger that had her tear. He wiped it with his jeans.

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Next day, Ahil called at the hospital first to know if she had gone to the hospital or not. She hadn't. He decided to go and meet her. She has to tell him today. Either tell him the reason for not coming or come. Internship was not a joke especially when it's her last month of internship. She didn't want to see him but he wanted to know what happened. She'd told on the phone she was in pain and he wanted to know why. He didn't want to leave her in pain like this. Not that he loved her, but she was his wife. She may not acknowledge or accept him as a husband but he did.

Ahil saw Meerub in the lounge, beating the shit out of her teddy bear for no reason. She'd removed almost all the cotton from the teddy bear and spread all over the lounge. She saw him and smiled cheekily. She went to him and he picked her up.

"Hot water." She forwarded her palm and showed him. He looked at her and then, not understanding anything, he placed a small kiss.

"Oor phupho hurt. Oor phupho hot water." She told him and he frowned. He moved ahead, placed her on the sofa and moved to her door.

He knocked and entered. She looked at him and averted her gaze. She was tired and did not have energy to fight with him. He closed the door, put his hands inside his pants pocket and stared at her for a few seconds, who was more interested in a bedsheet, more than him.

"Where is it hurting?" His face was serious, and the voice was soft. She looked up at him.

"Why are you asking?" Her voice was soft too. Maybe, both of them weren't in any mood to shout.

"Because I want to know what can I do to ease your pain."

<I melt 2>

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A few minutes later, another car came and Momal ran to the car. She recognized this one. Ayaan came out of the car and immediately picked her up and kissed her.

"Why is my momi crying? Baba's here. Shh." He hugged her tightly to make her feel he was there for her.

"You–you...left me." She hiccuped.

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