3rd Person's POV
"The lady lying in the operation theatre has lost a lot of blood and we need someone who has the same blood type as her AB-Negative to donate some if possible," Dr Humaira said who is a very good family friend whilst she looked at the group of worried adults and children.
"The problem is that none of us adults are AB-Negative blood types because it is so rare so we can't donate any of our blood but I am sure the children won't mind giving some blood samples to see if their blood matches," Mr Shezard said whilst pointing at the worried children who all eagerly nodded.
"Anything to save Aaliya api (sister)," said Aleena, walking to the doctors and rolling up her sleeve to reveal a slender arm.
"Follow me, then children," Dr Humaira said as all the children followed her into a white room where there was a line of doctors waiting already. They all sat down and rolled up the sleeves of their right arm and the doctors started to put the needle into their arms. It pained everybody for a slight second but they all smiled knowing that if the roles were reversed Aaliya would do the exact same for them and they know how weak Aaliya is; they can't bear to lose her even though half of the people have just met her.
"Alright then you all may go now and we will call you when we are done testing your blood and tell you the type of blood you have but we need to hurry as Aaliya's heartbeats are dropping.
All the children exited the room one by one anxiously waiting to find out who has AB-Negative blood so that person could save Aaliya. Dr Humaira came out and the children followed her one by one, she started off with Zaira.
"Okay so whoever is Zaira you have O-Positive blood, Amar you have A-Positive blood, Aleena you have B-Positive blood, Hamza you have O-Positive blood, Ameena you have A-Negative blood, Reharn you have B-Negative blood, Maryam you have O-Positive blood, Ismail you also have O-Positive blood, Dasha and Mason you both have A-Positive blood, Sofia and Mohammed you both have O-Positive blood, Lucy you have AB-Positive blood, Daniel you have A-Positive blood, Safina you have O-Positive blood, Shazeb you have O-Negative blood, Subhan you have O-Positive blood, Natasha you have B-Negative blood, Simra you have AB-Positive blood, Adam you have A-Positive
and lastly Amir I am lucky to tell you that you have AB- NEGATIVE BLOOD!! You can save Aaliya if you don't mind?"
Everybody was amused with their blood types. They all shared it in the group chat Aaliya made and saved their blood types in their notes on their phones.
"Why on Earth would I mind donating my blood to save someone's life? I would be more than happy to donate my blood to Aaliya," Amir said. They all told the adults that Amir can save her and all the adults cheered and clapped. You would think that a baby had just been born if you weren't family and saw them from afar. Mr and Mrs Ahmed had also been thinking the same and smiled knowing that that day would come where they would be in this hospital again and again but all for good reasons and their lives would never be the same but filled with happiness.
Amir was led by Dr Humaira into a large white room with a chair in a corner and next to the chair was a tray with a drip attached to it. Amir sat down and rolled up his sleeve.
"This won't hurt you a lot, you will just feel like someone has pinched you that's all," said Dr Humaira as she quickly and carefully put the needle into his arm. Amir started at the blood coming out of his arm and into the tube as he thought what a wonderful blessing blood is as it can save someone's life and thanked Allah as truly Allah it Al-Rahman(all merciful) and At-Raheem(all kind).
Amir sat patiently in the hallway as Dr Humaira put the blood into Aaliya's arm through a tube and drip, silently praying to Allah to make Aaliya better.
"No, no stop please...... don't come near me.... please don't hurt me..... I.....beg you.... please Ibrahim NOOOOO!!!!!!", Aaliya screamed as the needle pricked her arm and the blood started flowing into her body.
"Amir, Amira I want Amir and Amira please save me, my baby where are you I want to hold you close please Amir save me," Aaliya continues to mumble and scream as Dr Humaira looked worried and shocked knowing that this is The Aaliya Ahmed who got kidnapped and tortured and was the name that was everywhere on the new. The name with no face.
She exited the room and ran to the group of people waiting outside. She stopped in front of Amir who was holding Amira in his arms gently rocking her to sleep. She didn't know how to put it into words as she thought that there are a lot of people called Aaliya Ahmed
"You have to go to Aaliya. She is calling and screaming yours and Amira's names. I think she is having a nightmare," Dr Humaira said as she pushed Amir into the room and closed the door.
Everyone looked worried as Amir entered the room and closed the door behind him. Amir's heart stopped as he saw Aaliya hooked up to wires and tubes with a bandage around her head.
He went and sat down next to her and stared at her with Amira on her lap until she spoke.
"Amir please help me save my baby Amira. Ibrahim no please kill me instead leave Amir and Amir alone. You said you wanted me so take me instead." Amir's eyes teared up and he quickly put his hand over Aaliya's but then quickly removed it as he realised it was haram.
"Shh Aaliya it's okay I am right here I am not going to leave your side ever until Allah decides to take one of us back but in sha Allah you will be the one to meet me in Jannah." Amir's tears were constantly running down his face like a waterfall that can't be stopped.
Suddenly Aaliya moved her finger, Amir noticed this slight movement and quickly became alert as Amira stirred in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes. At the same time, Aaliya slowly opened her eyes.
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Aaliya's POV
A bright light blinded me as I opened my eyes and blinked a few times to adjust the brightness of the room. As I looked around I noticed that the ceiling and walls are all a pale white. Looking around I noticed a worried Amira and Amir who looked like he had been crying. I know I sound deep but time for payback.
"Where am I? What happened? Who are you? What are you doing with my daughter? Leave her alone!" I shouted whilst trying to contain my laughter.
"Aaliya it's me, Amir, your future husband and you got into a bit of a fight with Ibrahim.," Amir said to me whilst looking so confused.
"I don't know who you are, leave me alone!" I screamed at him whilst he ran out of the room to call the nurse leaving Amira with me. Time to put my plan into action.
"Hello my baby your mummy is going to be alright in sha Allah but I need your help to help me prank Amir will you help me?" I asked Amira who eagerly nodded whilst I told her the rest of the plan.
Just as I had finished telling her my family walked in with my friends I quickly explained to them the situation and then laughed.
"Why are you doing this to him, he doesn't deserve this?" Zaira asked as I just smiled at her and told her what was in my mind and she just replied with a smile and said I am so clever to which I thanked her.
Amir came back in with Dr Humaira who I smiled at and mummy went up to her and whispered the plan in her ear to which she smiled at me and I nodded back at her discreetly, Amir had no idea what was going on and came and sat next to me and placed Amira on her lap and stared at me trying to figure me out.
"Aaliya I don't how to put this but even if you don't know me or remember me I will still try my hardest to get your memories back because you have lovely memories with your family that you can't forget easily and I want to marry you," he said and that was just what I was hoping for.
I smiled at him and he looked so confused I then couldn't hold it back anymore and started laughing at him whilst Zaira told him what had happened and that all this was a prank.
At first, he wouldn't talk to me and looked upset so I decided to say something to him.
"Amir listen it was only to see if you would still wanna marry me no matter what happens that's why I pulled this prank I am sorry," I said whilst holding my ears too which he laughed and I removed my hands from my ears and smiled at him and held Amira whilst kissing her cheek.
I couldn't pray for a better life and thanked Allah and made a dua whilst everyone said ameen in the correct places.
I was then discharged from the hospital and we climbed into the cars, me and my girls in one car, my family in another, Amir and the guys in one car and his family in another.
We reached home and decided to cook food for once so we put the boys to cutting the onions and vegetables and took photos as well as laughing at them which made them get pissed at us but it was worth seeing their tear-stained faces.
Us, girls were making the roast chicken and putting the masala (sauce) on the chicken when Amir came running into the kitchen with a bleeding finger.
"Oh my god you are unbelievable Amir, seriously you cut yourself with a knife a blunt knife how did you manage to do that," I said to him whilst grabbing the first aid box and grabbed some cleaning wipes and a band-aid, whilst I was cleaning his wound I felt someone intensely gazing at me and tried ignoring it but when I looked up my eyes met his and it felt like all the time in the world had stopped and he was the only person there.
A cough suddenly bought us out of our trance as we quickly stepped away and noticed Shazeb in the kitchen, with a mischievous look in his eyes and ran out of the kitchen. Amir ran after him to make sure he doesn't do anything crazy and tell everyone.
I continued to cook with a smile on my face and couldn't wait to get married to him and spend the rest of my life with him. Our wedding was in two weeks and we yet had to buy all the clothes and jewellery and shoes. I had wanted the Nikah to be simple and in a mosque but my mother and soon to be mother-in-law decided to go fully out for the walima which is two weeks after the Nikah.
We continued to make dinner and had finally finished within two hours, Alhamdulillah and started to set up the table and called all the boys and parents to come down and eat as the children and parents had switched roles today and it was hilarious.
Everyone came down and sat at the table and read bismillah before eating and dug into the food as the rest of the evening was spent full of laughter and jokes and we wished for more of these days. I was happy with whatever Allah had in plan for me because truly he is the best of planners.