Part 52

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"You shouldn't have made her apologise, Ahil. That was fine.. Just let her know that don't do this again. After All, it's against professionalism. She should be careful.Her behaviour is weird." Dr Wajid acted and said to Dr Ahil when she left. He averted his gaze to Dr Wajid.

"Firstly, That's none of your business. Secondly, next time when you come up to manipulate a story with CCTV, make sure I don't know the person you're blaming. I've been scolding her the most in this whole internship of almost a year. She never disrespected me as a senior although she doesn't like me. She never threw a file at me then Why would she throw a file at you when it's only been 4 months since you came? I am not stupid, Dr Wajid. I only made her apologise because of my own reasons. I made her apologise because there was no proof, because she admitted everything, and because I don't want any drama in the hospital. Lastly, it's DR Ahil, NOT Ahil." The colours from Dr Wajid's face drained but he managed to give a small smile.

"But I have called you Ahil before and we're frank enough—"

"That was before you tried to question my intern's credibility. You are no one to question this. Stay in your limits. I can't do anything unless she tells me and I have proof. It would be better for you to stay professional with me. She's an intern here and you're a senior. But that does not mean I won't look into the matter and let you do whatever you want. I don't trust you more because you're a senior, everyone's equal for me here. I know there must be a reason why she did this. But I can't say or do anything unless she herself agrees to tell me."
With one last glare, Ahil directed him to leave, who left controlling his anger. Ahil fisted his hand and punched his other hand with anger.

'Idiot.'

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"DR SAHIBAAAA." Hadeed shouted as the coke drops trickled down his neck but Dr Sahiba was already out of the lounge. He looked down at his wet shirt and glared at his first love, the reason? Second love! He stood up and went to his room.

(Ms Dr.)

'Chorugi nahi dono ko, na inko na inke first love ko. Huh.' She was racing around the room with a grumpy expression when he entered. She glared at him and he frowned.

(I won't spare both, neither him nor his first love.)

"Sharam to nai ati apko asy coke phenkty."

(You didn't feel ashamed while throwing coke like this.)

"Apko apni pehli mehbooba ka zikar krty huy sharm ni ayi toh main kiun karun." It took all of Hadeed's willpower to not burst out laughing at pehli mehbooba.

(You didn't feel ashamed while talking about your first lover then why should I?)

"Ye saaf kren, meri shirt. Balke nayi shirt nikal kr den forun." He looked down at his shirt and then at her.

(Clean this, my shirt. In fact take a new shirt out and give it to me.)

"Ye b apni pehli mohabbat se bolen ke wo hi kry. Main nahi krti."

(Ask your first lover to do this too. I am not doing.)

Hadeed couldn't control this time and burst into laughter.

"Allah, Dr Sahiba." He took deep breaths to stop laughing. He decided to tell her now. He knew if he teased her anymore, she'd start crying angrily. He moved towards her, still  laughing and cupped her cheeks.

"Janna chahti hain kon hai wo?" He was smiling.

(Do you want to who is that?)

"Han." She asked with a spoiled expression.

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