Eternal love

Chapter # 11💫

"Mean Pops. Very mean,"

"If the shoe fits,"

Passing a sugary smile to his champ who was making faces at his statement.

"Does phupho jaan shoo you off? Why are you so grumpy today?"

Pops moved to put his coat away when Murad looked at him with all his concentration as he tried to tease Pops but get shut up instead.

"Says the man who is frowning at the food and glaring at the door,"

"I- I was not. Glaring at anything,"

"Then what do you think you are doing? Checking its material, efficiency, strength, and thickness by that x-ray vision?"

"No... I was just- I- I was-,"

At his Stuttering, Pops stopped and raised another eyebrow looking at him with a questioning gaze.

"Looking for someone?"

"She didn't come today,"

Murad didn't want to beat around the bush as he huffed in annoyance and put his good hand under the arm sling as if he was folding his arms.

Pops rolled his eyes at the display of a childish tantrum, he already know what he meant but he wants to hear it from Murad so with an uninterested voice, he inquired further.

"Who?"

"You know who,"

"Oh, I do? Do I?"

Throwing a final glare at Pops, Murad blurted out the words that bother him since morning.

"FINE! Mannat... She didn't come today,"

"She won't,"

He blinked twice before he looked at Pops who was moving around the room, checking his medicines and other things to avoid his confused eyes.

"What! I- I am sorry. I think I misheard you, Pops,"

"Nope. You heard me alright. I said she won't come today,"

"But- why? Is she ok? She had a fever again? Main Dekh ke aya-,"

Another shock was given without any care but it only increased his worry and anxiety. She was already not well with tiredness, fever, and all the emotional baggage that she carried around.

An unknown fear gripped his heart in a tight fist as the thought of her fainting or not being well came to his mind and left him restless. Just as he was going to get up, the stern and authoritative voice of Pops halted his steps.

"Put that dumb arse back on that bed Murad Duffer Hamdani if you know what's best for you,"

"I- you did something, right? What did you do Pops?"

With just one look at Pops' narrowed eyes and stiff posture, he knew that Pops knew something that he doesn't.

And his next words confirmed all Murad's doubts who gulped in bewilderment.

"Wohi Jo Hona bohat zaroori tha...,"

"What is so important that you have to keep her away? She didn't do anything, she didn't hurt me. Why this sudden-,"

"She didn't but you did,"

"Huh?"

Another bomb was dropped on him but he can see anger in Pops eyes that didn't settle well with Murad. A discomfort take hold of him as he gulped the lump formed in his throat.

"Your Phupho Jaan and I told Mannat that she should rest. She is not your nurse who vowed to heal you back to health,"

"Oh- Yeah... She should rest. I will see her tomorrow-,"