Mixed plate! ( a collection of short stories)

wo chatan sa ( part 8)

Mava had fallen into deep slumber. Zaviyar had important things to deal with. In between his work he had looked over at her and a few times saw her glancing his way but she was quite and he was thankful.
He did not like being questioned. The work he was doing and the mission he had, he had kept it secret, only to himself.
But right now He was a bit guilty of ignoring mava but he had no other choice. He just couldent get involved in her this soon and mess up everything for her and for himself.
The reception was a must and it had to be done as she was here and now he couldent hide her away anyways but for now for her safety and her emotions to be intact he had to refrain himself from her.

Sighing he closed his eyes, laptop still in his lap and he on the chair. He never knew when he had fallen asleep.
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It was around midnight when mava woke up to knocks on the door. Rubbing her eyes she woke up with a anxious heart. "Who could it be this late?"
Turning on the lamp beside her she looked around and saw zaviyar asleep on the chair with his laptop.
So he never had come to bed. Her heart pinged with pain and a confusion rose in her insides but leaving the matter of thoughts behind she went to open the door to find the house help outside.

"What happened? All okay?" She asked anxiously.

"Sorry to disturb you but maam zaynabs health condition is bad. It seems she is getting an attack. Please wake sir up." Rose, zaynab salehs personal help said and mava's heart had missed a beat.
The next moment she ran to zaviyar and shook him violently.

The ambulance was called and mrs zaynab saleh was taken to the hospital. Zaviyar had rushed out instructing her to stay back though she wanted to go but was forced to stay back at the mansion. The night was dreadful. She was afraid to lose someone again after her parents. She had prayed salah and made lots of dua's in a panick condition. The night was sleepless and miserable.

And at about 8 in the morning next day zaviyar came back and lots of people too but mrs saleh never returned. She had passed away. And mava had blacked out. She was devastated. The only genuine loving person she had here was no more. That lady was an angel.

For zaviyar all this was a vulnerable state. He was some how prepared for all this as she was fighting cancer since long but he never wanted this ever to happen. After his fathers death, his mother was his foundation.
He had cried and cried alot silently. On the other hand Managing everything was something else and handling mava was another job. She had fainted and the doctor was called who had come and checked on her.

"She just panicked. I am giving her an injection she is fine and should be up in a while.," she had woken up and started crying hard. That is why the doctor gave her some injections for peace and sleep.

Zaviyar was done for the day. His head was throbbing with pain. Coming forward he saw mava's sleeping figure and her messed up hair and tear stained face. She seemed devastated.

"Sir, mr Usuv is here to see you." The help had knocked on the door and said.
Zaviyar shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Pulling blanket over mava he sighed and left the room closing the door behind.
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