Untold Secrets

Chapter 32

Brain - Where are you going?

Heart - NewYork

Brain - But weren't you hurt by her actions and words, and you were mad at her. She needs to realize what she has done.

Heart - All I know is she needs me, and I love her a lot to let her go through this situation alone. If I can't stand with her in such times, I lied to her, and it's useless for me to feel bad about her past when I can't even make her feel in the present. She has already had enough!

Brain - You are stupid

Heart - Shut Up

Aahil's heart and brain were having a debate with each other while he had been packing and unpacking his bag for the past one hour. He finally sat on the floor, holding his head in his hand, and screamed, "Aahhh," pulling his hair.

"Areyy shush! Kya kar rahe ho (What are you doing)," said Kinza standing in front of him in his favorite jeans and top.

"Kinzu, tum yaha?" asked Aahil astonished.

(You over here?)

Kinza started to stroke his hair, and he closed his eyes. What was his life? A Bollywood movie or was he hallucinating.

"Aahil, don't ever hurt me as a hubby," these words of Kinza echoed in his ears.

Tears streamed down his eyes, and he felt helpless and didn't understand what to do. He stood up and said to himself, "Kaise sahegi meri Kinzu itna sab akele!" (How will my Kinza bear all this alone)

Aahil packed his bag and left for New York. He wanted to be there for Kinza, and he wanted to know why she visited Ali's house. He wanted the answer to his questions.

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Aahil reached, and Kinza opened the door. She smiled, looking at him, and was about to hug him, but she turned away and said, "Have a seat; I will get coffee for you."

"Um..ahh...I will meet uncle first, and then I will drink coffee," said Aahil, and Kinza took him to Rizwan's room.

Rizwan lay there weak and tender, and no one could recognize him easily in this state. He was in a lot of pain, and that was visible. Aahil went and sat beside him in the chair, and Rizwan woke up. He held Aahil's hand and kissed it, "I am sorry, my son, I couldn't even do anything for you, and I was never good to you. Duae kya baddua dete hoge tum mujhe," (You might be cursing me instead of prayers) wept Rizwan.

"No, Maamu (Uncle), please don't say this. Forget whatever happened. I need your prayers; I will always be praying for you, and Insha Allah, we will reunite in Jannah."

"Aameen Ya Rabb and thankyou for your help, beta (son)," said Rizwan, and Aahil smiled.

Rizwan couldn't talk a lot, and so Aahil just sat beside him until he slept, and then Kinza came and called him for coffee. Both of them didn't say anything to each other, and it became more and more awkward, so Aahil left for a shower and slept for an hour. When he woke up, Kinza came to him and said, looking here and there, "Thank you for sending the maid. She is accommodating and sweet. Uncle said that she took great care of him"

"He is my uncle too. It was my duty to help him," replied Aahil, and Kinza gave a slight smile.

"How do you feel, Kinza?" asked Aahil.

"Lost," replied Kinza holding her tears back, which looked like pearls.

"Are you mad at me?" asked Aahil.