8. His care

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Ashi's pov :

I was drenched in the rain just beacuse of him... God how much i hate it... I seriously hate this rain... I don't know why but yes.. I hate rain.. I quickly went to my room and I took shower first and finally... it felt good.. I threw myself on the bed and after some second all went black...

Its been 3 hours may be when i woke up after some good sleep... much needed sleep well.. after sometime I made my way towerd my father's room to check up on him and when I entered.. he was not there.. I checked the library area and almost whole house but he was not there.. then where did he go ? At this hour ? Office ? Noo... for walk ? No why would he go for walk right.. or.. "ouchh"

My head hit on something strong... I was walking on the hall way and all of sudden a wall came between the room ? I looked up to found HIM already looking at me... his eyes were already on me and it was darker than before... Ashi don't think too much...

"Aap yaha kya kar rahe he ?" I said and taking one step backward.. "Dekhiyee.. aap... uh.. kuch nahii.." He said and started walking.. "suniyee.." I stopped him and he looked at me.. "vo.. Abba ko dekha he aapne ? I mean hamne pura ghar dekh liye par nahi mile.. shayad aapko bataya ho to..." i hesitate..

"Ji aapke Abba safe hee aur abhi tak to vo Paris pohuch bhi gaye honge.." He said.. okay so he went to Paris.. what ? Paris ? Why ? And he didn't even told me ? "Ham jab mall se aaye tabhi thodi der baad nikle.. vo aapko batane bhi aaye the par aap so rahi thi to.." He said and I hit my forehead with my plam.. ashii.. why you have to sleep always when something gonna be come... "aur.." i said.. what if his dad and grandfather also went with him ? Does that mean both of us were alon at home ? Like shiiii ashi.. stop it.. you are thinking too much now days.. shut up your not so good thoughts..

"Haanji miss khan.. aapke aur hamare Abbu dono saath hi gaye hee.. aur kuch ?" He said... well since when he started reading my mind ? "You are..." gonna be at home for all days ? "Chodiye.." I said and turned to go when I heared him clearing his throat.. I stopped and wait for him to speak.. "hamse dar ne ki koi baat nahi hee miss ASHI KHAN !! Unki gair mojudgi me ham aapki jaan nahi le lenge.. don't worry... " as if I would let you harm me.. bade aaye ham aapki jaan nahi lenge.. I mimicked In my head and said yess..

I enterd in my room and pick my phone from the nightstand and dialed my father's number.. pick up Abba... pick up.. "Abba aapko pata he ham kitna pareshan ho gaye the.. jab aap kahin nahi mile mujhe ghar me tab haan ? Vo to achha hua tanzeel ne hame bata diya Varna to ham pata nahi kya kar Bethte.. " I said in one go and what i heared from his side was laugh.. he was laughing ? Seriously ? "Ham yaha pareshan ho rahe the aur aap has rahe he ? Had he Abba.. kahir ye sab chodiye aap vapis Kab tak aayenge ?" I asked...

"After a month..." "What ??" I shouted...
"Ashi this is not first time.. you are used to it.. then what's with that reactions ?" I know it was not for the first time but things change right ? He was telling me that he would be there for a whole month with this illness.. " Abba aapke saath bade Abbu he ?" I asked.. I don't know why but my dear father told me to call him bade abbu only.. first I felt awkward but then I used to it..

"Hellooo.. " I heared him.. "ji bade abbu.. aapko Abba ki dawaiya Kab dena hee pata he na ? Aapko unko sahi time pe dawai deni hogi aur agar kuch bhi hua to hame call kariyega.." I said.. "aapke bade abbu ko aapka ye hukum Manzur he.." He said and both of us laughed.. we bonded very well ... he treats me like his own daughter and he was like my father... but his son.. he treats me like.. "ashi.. abhi hame jaana hogaa.. ham aake aapko call karte hee.." i heard my abbu.. "khuda hafis.. and dhayan rakhiyega.." I said and hang up the call...

It's been 2 days since they'd left the home.. me and tanzeel didn't communicate to each other too much during this dayss.. we both were busy In our own business and work and everything.. I've been started working too much because there so much work to do and so much work to done within a week and I'd have to done this before the date... since I'm handling the project I'm trying my best and I want this deal any how... it's 3 am in the morning I'm still working... my eyes started giving up...

"Ashiii... wake up... Ashii..." I heard some one calling my name but ny views was blur... and the voice was thick and strong.. I felt hands on my cheeks patting and soon my my view got clear.. it was tanzeel.. I found myself in his lap and him holding my cheeks and rubbing my hands... I could see The care in his eyes for me.. but it's different... beside the care I could see something else in his eyes.. and I...

"Yaa Allah.. tera shukar hee.. " He said.. I was started getting up.. he made me sit on the sofa beside me and I was started getting up.. he made me sit on the sofa beside him and I stared recognize the flashback... "why the hell my head was hurting ??" I asked him in frustration.. "ashi.. aap zyda mat sochiyee... aapko aaram karne ki zarurat hee.. haalat dekhi hee aapne khud ki ? Aankhein laal ho chuki hee aapki.. you need to rest... jab se aaba gaye hee tab se dekh rahe he ham.. aapne raat ko sona chod diyaaa... ashi aap itni gair Zimmedar kaise ho sakti he haan ?" He said no.. he almost shouted on me.. " ashi ham aapki shikayat laga denge aapke Abba ko.. agar aise hi chalta raha naa to aapki health karab ho jaayegii... khuda k vaste apna dhyan rakhiye..." He again shouted at me and I was looking down...

"Aapke Abba hame keh kar gaye hee aapka dhayan rakhne k liyee..m agar aapko kuch ho jata to ham unko kya jawab dete ?" So he was worried beacuse my father told him to take care of me ? Hurt ? Nahhh.. why I would be sad or hurt ? He's just following my father's order right ? Right.
BUT WHAT ABOUT THAT CARING LOOK IN HIS EYES ? My mind said..
There's nothing with eyes..

"You understand ?" He said.. "yehh yehh.. and... don't tell Abba about this.." I said and looked at him... he was staring me with anger in his eyes.. "fine... I will take care of myself.. now you goo... " I said to him being irritated from his stares... he made his way out of my room and I signed relief.. I pulled a drover of my nightstand and took my pills..

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