Salam Alaykum
I'm feeling so guilty for this late update.Thank you so much for waiting.I really appreciate your loyalty.
For the first time, this is Aasim's part😊
Aasim's POV
It was beginning to annoy me.Like really? I deprived him of almost all the happiness in the world and he's still living happily with his wife, perhaps i'm destined to be forever unhappy not him.But i'll not give up, That crap isn't in my dictionary.
"For heavens sake Ali, what else do i have to sign here?", i complained to my assistant who formerly worked for Afaan.
I wondered how Mr Fan kept up with his silliness and clumsiness and all.I groaned irritatingly.
"It's all done sir, you've signed all".He replied sounding scared by my tone.I shrugged and got up from my king-size chair, leaving the office.Just because i'm king doesn't mean i'm not gonna have a rest.I'm no person like Mr Fan.I can't tolerate all their shit.
I sat down on an arm chair waiting for my spy man to arrive.I was hoping to receive news like 'Afaan's life is miserable' or 'Ameerah has left Afaan'.I sighed and looked to my watch.Then the door bell rang and i smiled.
Haisam, my spy man came in and bowed.I nodded majestically and he began.
"Sir, i haven't found much today but i've got an important piece of information.Sheikh Afaan and Sheikha Ameerah have been visiting the city hospital.But i couldn't trace where in the hospital because i was afraid I would be caught, you know the doctors are smart therea.."
"Did you see any of them? " I asked curiously.
"Yes sir, i saw both of them coming out of the hospital.Sheikha Ameerah looks sick".
My smile faded.Why is she the one sick? I thought Afaan was the one going for follow up.What could possibly be wrong with her, i didn't know.I told Haisam that his next task is to find out the reason for Ameerah's hospital visits.He left and something suddenly clicked on me.
Could she possibly be pregnant?No... that's not possible.She can never be mine if she gets Afaan's child.I needed to find out as soon as possible.And i'll find out by myself, Haisam is just gonna waste my time.
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I whined the tinted car window and looked through.I was parking just opposite to Afaan's little crib at the front where i can't be noticed.I looked to the house and a wicked smile spread on my face.Believe me the house is nearly as small as my bathroom.
Back to the real purpose that brought me, i cringed nervously at the thought of Ameerah pregnant.She can't be.It will prohibit her from being mine.Dear baby, please don't come.You're not his, you're mine.I thought.
I got off the car and adjusted my turban in a way i can't be recognized by any passerby.I locked my latest edition porsche car and walked towards my beloved brother's house.
I pressed on the doorbell and waited, planning in my mind how to approach the innocent couple.
I heard footsteps and put on one of my usual fake smiles.It was my brother, Afaan by the door.
He was dumbfounded when he saw me.He was dressed neatly in his white thobe, holding his cellphone in the other hand.I smiled widely and broke the silence.
"Salam Alaikum".I said to the astonished Mr Fan.
He nodded in reply, obviously because he couldn't find his tongue.He was too startled to find any word.
"Relax, i'm here to check on you.I needed to see you because i was missing you after what seemed like a decade".
He smiled and then gave me way in.This was his only flaw.Too kind, too simple and fast forgiving.Who treats his latest enemy so nice like this?I was glad i didn't have a gene like his.Simplicity is nothing but foolishness.
I walked to a three-sitter and sat.He followed and then entered a room by the corner, probably to alert his wife that a man is in.Funny lads.
He returned with a tray of a small tea pot and cups.He then got tins of sugar and spice.I watched him amusingly.He was still the Over-caring Mr Fan i knew.And he was still as handsome as ever, i had to admit.
I sipped my tea and smiled.He asked about Mom and Uncle Kareem and almost everyone at the palace, but asked nothing related to my office.Seems poor Mr Fan has given up.
But i was yet to see what i came for..., Ameerah.I was hoping to see her and maybe i can tell whether she's pregnant or not.But Mr Fan was playing smart.He was not letting me see her.
Suddenly, luck came on my side and i heard her voice calling to him.But it wasn't just a normal call, her voice reflected pain.I got up in alert.
Afaan was already rushing to the room.I tapped my foot waiting impatiently for them to come out.But i lost my patience and followed them in.I couldn't bear her cries of pain.I don't care about the consequences.
She was crying in pain and Afaan was trying to lift her up.None of them acknowledged my presence.Afaan managed to carry her and i got the shock of my life.She was really pregnant.I could see the bulge in her stomach.I stood there as they rushed out.Life must be joking..it's not possible.
I finally founded myself and followed them down the stairs.I offered to drive and Afaan got in at the back of the car with her.My face was already red, i wondered if Afaan noticed it.Through my front mirror i watched the helpless girl whom i love so much.She was indeed pregnant, no doubt.
At the hospital she was taken to an obstetric emergency and we waited for her doctor to return.Mr Fan was so scared.I assured him she'll be alright and he softened a bit.
Finally the doctor returned and we followed him to his office.He greeted us the royal way but we had no time for that.Mr Fan asked impatiently what could be wrong with his wife's pregnancy that disturbs her so much.I knew they needed privacy but i just couldn't leave without knowing what's wrong.
"A good news sir" .He replied."These are symptoms of double pregnancy she's suffering from.Sheikha Ameerah is carrying twins".He elaborated.Afaan sighed in happiness.He looked to me and i laughed at his reaction.There were tears of happiness in his eyes.I felt mine creeping up too, but mine are of mixed feelings.I was happy for the twins , but I was jealous they aren't mine.
It's High time i give up.I thought to myself.I may be evil, But not to the extent of stopping my nieces or nephews from having a good life.I closed my eyes as tears of everything fall.I didn't know what was happening, but the news of the twins made me emotional.
By the time i returned to the palace, it was night time.Many of the people asked what was wrong but i just smiled and ignored them.
I lay on my bed and thought.Since the time we were kids, Afaan had been the luckiest.Most loved and most humble.Dad preferred him to me.I wasn't told, but i knew.
He did better both in school and during our sword practice .I used to be jealous and he knew it, but he didn't take it seriously.He loved me more than he loved himself.So many things happened and he was always patient, yet he wins.
I realized patience is the key.If only i had been patient, perhaps i would've win one or two things too.I sighed, sobbed and then smiled.I'VE GIVEN UP.I, Aasim Hussain of Omhajid, has given up.Not only on Ameerah, but also on the kingdom which was never mine.
I took my cellphone out of my pocket and texted Mr Fan.
Can i please meet you in the morning tomorrow?And what time please?
His reply came after a minute.
Yes.10am can be okay.
I smiled in relief.I decided to pray a naafil and thank Allah for giving me the strength to repent.I asked for forgiveness and prayed for my family to be forever united with love and affection.Finally, i prayed for Allah to bless my brother with the best children in the world.Simple and humble like him.
Turning over a new leaf is not easy, but i will do it no matter what it takes.
I can't believe this story is coming to an end(I'm gonna miss you heart twisters)😢.And i can't believe Aasim has given up.#neverexpectedit
Anyways, this story is reaching it's end.I apologize sincerely for my very late update.I'm back to school and things aren't the same.
Thanks a lot for reading💖💖💖
Next chap coming soon...