Dark Secrets ✔️

Chapter 43

I lost the track of how long I stayed in sujood, making Dua for Junaid and for his recovery. I know that I can not ask anybody besides from Allah. HE is the only one that can give me full assurance that Junaid will be fine. I hope my Dua will be accepted sooner or later, it didn't matter to me at this point, all I wanted was Junaid's recovery.

I hear a knock on the door taking me out of my thoughts and I immediately face the door to see Doctor Malik. I get up from the prayer mat and go to him.

"Where is he? How is he? Did he wake up? How did the surgery go...? Please tell me he'll be fine," I ask him before realising I should let him talk at least. He takes a while to answer and that already tells me a lot. "Please, tell me the truth. Whatever it may be, don't hide anything from me." I beg, knowing he would try to minimise the situation.

"Unfortunately, he suffered from a severe hemorrhagic shock which led to his heart rate increasing more than it should have,"

"What's a hemorrhagic shock?" I ask to know whether I should be severely concerned or not.

"He's not only bleeding externally but also internally. He lost quite a lot of blood but Alhamdulilah we have stabilised him now. The surgery just ended and he was transferred to the recovery room."

"Is he going to be okay? Can I see him at least?" I ask, more like, I beg.

"I'm sorry," He places his hand on my shoulder apologetically, "Nobody can see him until we're sure of his state, but be assured that I will try whatever I can for him to wake up."

"You mean, you guys don't think he'll wake up...? In which way? What are you talking about?" I desperately wanted him to answer me but he was taking too long. Once again, I get the feeling that something really bad is happening.

"Due to medically ethical reasons, I can't answer that for now. Just trust me and In shaa Allah, I won't let you down."

"When will he be awake?"

"It should take him about an hour or less. Just stay here and I'll come to you when he does, okay?" He says but I only look down without answering. What choice do I have anyway?
I fold the prayer mat and sit back down on the bed once Doctor Malik is out.

"Saniya!" I hear Martina call Saniya, with a surprised tone.

"What?" Saniya asks while taking another sip out of my hot chocolate.

"You have finished it all," Martina tells her and that's when Saniya noticed.

"It was getting cold and..." Saniya starts but Martina watches her in disapproval, "Okay, I'm sorry, I'm just nervous. I'm also worried about Assad, alright? Give me a discount." Saniya frowns and tries to take another sip out of the drink but Martina snatches it off her causing me to snort a little due to their little argument.

They both turn to me in shock, "Did you see that?" Saniya says as she beamed.

"At least you did something positive for once," Martina replies with a smile.

"Let her drink it, I'm not hungry," I tell Martina and I lay down on the bed.

I hear my phone ring but I couldn't care less. If they told me the caller was Junaid, then the ringing would've earned a different reaction from me.

"Afrah, your phone," Saniya hands it to me but I ignore her. The phone soon stops ringing and another one starts. I look at my phone which Saniya had left on top of the bed, but my phone wasn't the one ringing, this time. "Here, Afrah. It's your brother. He wants to know how you're doing." Saniya gives me her phone but I don't hold it, so she puts it on the loudspeaker, "She's listening." Saniya says over the phone before I heard my brother's concerned voice.