You know what is love?
Love is humanity and humanity, love.
Love is the reason,
This whole universe was created.
So we can't deny it's existence.
It is such a sacred emotion
that Allah made the world for it
to flourish through humanity.
So still you dare to deny it?
By: miasam0mia
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He woke up with a panic visible in his eyes. He tried to get up but dizzy feeling made him fall back on the bed. He looked at his surroundings. He was in a hospital gown an IV attached to his arm that he removed immediately. He saw Tabriz was sound asleep on a sofa by his side resting his head on its arm.
After a few moments he succeeded in leaving his bed. He was feeling weakness in his body. The floor was cold below his feet. But ignoring that chilling sensation he moved toward the window. He was on 3rd floor of the hospital. It was surely VIP floor as it was a hushed silence there.
"You up?" Tabriz's sleepy voice sounded from his back. He turned to look at him and nodded. His eyes were wide open to see Hisham awake. Then understanding the situation he ran to him almost falling, tripping over his own foot.
"You feeling alright? Any pain or dizziness! Are you hurt anywhere?" He bombarded him with his question, touching his arm and chest and head. He just huffed heading back to his bed and sat there tired by the little motion.
"I'm fine." His voice was groggy and cracked. Tabriz sighed thanking to Allah.
"I was afraid when doc said it's not confirm when you'll be up. You made me worried to death for you....."
"You didn't change even a bit. You like to make others pity for you." Shabby entered the room and instead of worrying about him he bursted out with anger cutting Tabriz's words.
"You become a weak ass when your beloved ones need you. You turn your back to them. But you have to come back to your senses. I'm sure you already know she's been kidnapped and it's been 5 and a half day. We still have no news about her. You're her guardian so you have to find her. She trust you blindly since long but you always proved her wrong."
He was right. He thought to himself. He was never with her when she needed. Although he made a promise, he always left her side. He took his clothes, Tabriz ordered through his guards, and entered bathroom within the room, taking slow steps, to get changed.
"He's not well still. He may suffer from aftermath. His doctor said his head was badly injured and he lost a lot of blood." Tabriz tried to stop him but Shabby ignored his words.
"He's the only one who can save her. It's his duty, so he should be the one by her side when she is in a need." He said shrugging his shoulders. A hurtful smile played on his lips for a while. He looked down. Tabriz now noticed him carefully.
His hair was dishevelled. His shave was not done properly. His swollen eyes and dark bags under them showed he hadn't slept for days. He was worried for the girl he used to tease all the time. Something was fishy. He thought with his scrunched face.
They were never on good terms since childhood. Tabriz was Hisham's best friend and Shabby was ignored by these two whenever they were together. Only Amy was the one with two of them who can get their attention even if they were busy. That was the reason for him to hate Amy.
"Let's go. Tabriz! Ask for an emergency flight. Make sure it's within minimum time. I've to get there asap." Hisham said as he exited the bathroom. He was fully dressed and was in his usual serious mood. He made his hair in the bathroom but head was still covered with a bandage. He was ready to take his duty ignoring his throbbing head.
Sha'ban made way for him. The trio left the room and followed his guard's lead to the elevator. Tabriz sent a message to his doctor about their leave.
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He was in his room standing by his large opened window, eyes fixed on a random spot outside. It was midnight and he wasn't feeling sleepy. It was same since he came here. When he lay on bed different voices in his head didn't let him to even bat his eyes.
Yes, he heard her cries and calling him as she's in pain. He didn't have a moment to relax. He was transferred to another school in his father's area so he couldn't see her for once to know how she was doing.
He was not happy there at his father's place as he was always busy with his work and new family he made with his second wife. He had 5 daughters and no son. He realized the reason to bring him back soon. His father needed a heir so he brought him. Now he was trying everything to made him agreed to take his business and bring success to it.
He was told to make a distance with his father's family as he doesn't want him to disturb his 'beloved wife and daughters'. They already made a great sacrifice to permit him to use his name as his father and to be a caretaker of their family business.
He laughed at himself that he left the people who cared for him for that man who was, unfortunately, his father. He thought he would ask for his love, he would ask why her mother was treated like she committed a crime. He would complain why he didn't took his care? But every plan was failed. He was asked to just be a puppet and do what he's told to do.
His phone was ringing continously but he was ignoring it. He knew it was them. How could he attend it? How could he face those people who thought him as their own. He can't return back to them when he himself turned his back to them. He didn't even asked them for explanation nor he talked about the matter and just left the house as he got the chance.
They were calling him since that day. Before he was ignoring in anger and now with embarrassment. When the phone stopped ringing he picked it from his table. There were almost 100 missed calls from different people and many messages. He reluctantly opened the chat. Mostly those were from Dadu, mean, from Amy. His lips spread at that but he tightened them as his door creaked open without any knocking on it.
He was not a bit surprised. He was told first day that there is nothing called as privacy in this house.
"Is it your girlfriend?"