Ep 77

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Since you guys loved the old name so much, I have just named it both. Gurya, for me, because that's what this story is for me. Ehsas e Talluq, for you because you guys said you're emotionally attached to it.

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Ayaan held Ali and Mahnoor and rang the doorbell. After a while Ahil opened the door and Mahnoor immediately went to Ahil while Ali went inside. Wania was sitting in the lounge, Umair was sitting on the ground and playing. Ali immediately ran towards Wania crying, who immediately hugged and kissed him. Wania was hurt to see him crying. He was dearest to her.

"What happened? Mjhy batao mera beta" Ali repeated the same thing to Wania while crying and Wania kissed him on the forehead with tears in her eyes. She was already very worried because of her father.

(Tell me my son.)

"No, Nana will be all right. Aur mama hain na apne betay ke pass." Wania kissed both his cheeks. Ayaan, Ahil and Hoor were standing there silently.

(...And Mama is with her son)

" Hoor, tumhy kia zuroorat thi isy le kr jane ki? He is so young. He is scared now.You could have called me.I would have come." Wania turned to Hoor with a worried face. According to her, all the fault was Hoor's too.

( What was the need for you to take him away?)

"You had gone for important work." Hoor wanted to call at that time, but left it thinking that since everyone is with the kids in the hospital, there will be no issue.

"No work could ever be more important to me than my children." Hoor was silent on Wania's words.

"Wania is right, jab Ahil ne bhi mana kia tha, then what was the need for such an act? A person should listen to others in some matters. Har cheez main apni man maani krni hoti hai bas.."

(...when you were also forbidden by Ahil ... You just do what you want to in everything)

Ayaan told her in a serious voice. He was not screaming or yelling at all. Hoor did not answer. Ayaan was one of the few people dear to her whom she did not misbehave with. She used to listen to him. Ahil looked at Ayaan for a moment and looked at Hoor who was standing silent. Ahil raised his eyebrows. This woman's mouth was also closed? She also listened to someone? Hoor did not like to explain. Once she had told Ahil that she did not do anything. If he didn't believe now, she was not going to say so again and again. When everyone knows, they will realize that one should not blame without listening to someone, or one should not blame others after listening to 'someone'. If Hoor's thought about herself and her affairs were also the same in Ahil 's affairs, eighty percent of her and Ahil 's fights would have ended. The same was the case with Ahil . Just finding himself right and the other one wrong. Ayaan and Ahil turned outside to go to the hospital when they stopped when Hoor said 'wait a minute'. Hoor went ahead and took out the car key from her purse.

"Car key, the car is parked at hospital but I have the key." Ahil took the key and glared at her.

"You mean you came by yourself, the car is there? And you brought the key with you?"

" Han to apki gari me agyi thi na." Hoor shook her head. Ahil and Ayaan went away saying Allah Hafiz. The next day in the evening, Malik regained consciousness. His condition was also out of danger.

"When will I go home?" Mustafa Malik asked the doctor standing there. He did not want to be there.

"At least for the next four to five days, you're not going anywhere." The doctor was reading something in the file.

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