Khushi P.O.V

It is already noon. Now I have to go to market for buying the things and I have to return home before evening...

So I stopped a taxi

"Where to mam??", asked an old  driver..

"To the Khan's supermarket,uncle...."

"Ok, dear. Hop in please"...

In the way suddenly the taxi driver stopped the taxi...

"What happened??"

"Dear, it looks like here is some problem. May be an accident  happened here", said the driver..

When I looked forward, I saw many people were mobbed there..

I went there and saw an old woman lying in the middle of road covered in blood...

How heartless these people are..!!A person is dying here and they are just seeing this..When I was about to move towards the lady, a man grabbed my hand and said,"No. Don't go there. It is a police case. Don't get yourself  involved in this"..

But I pushed him and shouted angrily, "You all are heartless people. Just move away"....

When I reached to the lady, she was already unconscious. Calling my taxi driver, I took the lady in hospital and got her admitted...

After some time doctor informed me that she was okay.. When I went to her, she thanked me for saving her life..

After informing her family when I went out of the hospital, I remembered I spent all money..

"Now how can I buy the things???"

Once I was ten minutes late to give her new dress and she slapped me. But now...!!

Allah please show me way...

Just then my phone rang and it was Maya...

I took her phone nervously...

"You, nerd. Where are you??", asked  Maya..

"Maya, I spent your all money..."

"What???"

"Sorry" then I explained her everything..

"You, useless bitch. Just come home then I will show you how to help people" said Maya...

"Sorry, sister.."

"Die with your sorry you bitch.. Now listen. I am sending money in your phone. Go to market and buy the things and return home soon. The party is going to begin in some hours and I have to get ready. So come soon" saying this, she cut the call...

At Market

Reaching the market, I started buying the things..

Now I have to buy the last thing, a perfume. But it was in top self behind my reach. After several tries I started pouting when I heard someone laughing...

When I turned back, I think I saw the most handsome man in my life.. He had deep brown eyes and I got lost in his eyes. He was also staring at me like he was trying to read me...

When I came to earth and  immediately I looked down..Oh Allah what is wrong with me..!!

It is not right..

Then I heard him chuckling at me...

Hearing his chuckling, my cheeks turned like a red apple. Then I felt him standing very close to me and handing the perfume to me he said, "Here you go cute  SHORTIE..."

"Did he just call me shortie!!!???"

"Hey, you. I am not that short"..

"You are just unnecessary tall"...

"Is that so shortie???" asked he...

"Yes, and don't call me shortie"...

As you say my cute, little, baby panda...

"What??? look master don't dare call me that"..

"Which one I can't call you"???

Shortie???

"Yes"

"Then can I call you little"???

"No"

"Then baby panda"???

"No"

"Then what should I call you"???

KHUSHI..

My name is khushi.. "do you hear that"???

Thank you...

For what???

"Saying me your name shortie"...

YOU...But then my phone rang Maya again calling me..

Oh Allah how can I forget that Maya will kill me this time for sure...

Taking the call before she asked anything I start telling Sister, I am on the way and cut the call...

Then start running....

Hasan P.O.V.

While passing by my Ammi(mother's) room, I heard her crying.

When I slowly opened my parents’ bedroom, I found ammi looking at my Abbu (father's) photograph and crying.

I placed my hands softly on her shoulder. When she turned back to me, immediately I hugged her... 

Ammi (mother) started sobbing and crying hard in my arms...

"Why did he leave us Hasan?? Why he didn’t come back?? He promised me Hasan that he will always stay beside me. Then why he broke his promise?? Why he left me alone? Why Hasan why?? Tell me Hasan, please tell me...”

Come down ammi please... Abbu will be very hurt seeing you in this condition. Abbu is always with us in our heart. Please ammi stop crying... 

After some time ammi became silent. When I looked down, I found her sleeping.

Carefully I placed ammi in her bed and covered her. After kissing softly on ammi's forehead I went out of her room...

After I reached my room, I took out our family photograph and started seeing them. Tears automatically roll down from my eyes... 

My father was my best friend. He loved us more than anything in this world...Fatima, Jubayer and Me were his world...

I still remember the day when I last talked with him...

Flashback  

5 years ago  

Jubayer and I were sitting in our college canteen and talking...

"Jubayer, you have to come our home. Fatima and I planned a surprise for them.” 

"Of course, I will come to your house but not on your request but because I am the first son of our Ammi (mother) and also ammi (mother) loves me more than you", said Jubayer.

"Whatever" replied I.

"Why? Are you jealous???”

“Shut up, Jubayer”  

Truly I was jealous of him sometimes. It is true that ammi loves him more than me.

Jubayer's family was our neighbor and also his abbu (father) is a good friend of my abbu (father).

His mother died when she gave him birth. After her death, ammi (mother's) took care of him like her own son. That's why he called my parents as his parents...

Just then my phone rang and it was abbu ( father). so I took the call happily.. 

"Assalamualaikum (May Allah give you peace) Abbu(father)”

"Walaikum Assalam (May Allah also give you peace) son...”

"Where are you both??” asked Abbu (father)....

"We are in our college canteen abbu ( father)” 

"Come soon in our new hotel with Jubayer.. I have something very important matter to tell you both"...

"Ok abbu we are coming soon...  Allah hafiz"

"Allah hafiz", replied Abbu ( father)...  

AT HOTEL 

When we reached the hotel, we saw the hotel was burning and people were trying their best to control the fire ... 

What’s going on???  Where is Abbu (father)??  Just then an old man came running towards us and started crying..

'Son please save your father… sir is still in the hotel. please save him"... 

“ABBU( FATHER)” shouting at the same time Jubayer and I went inside  the hotel and started screamingly calling him but we got no response... 

After some time we found abbu. Half of his body was already brunt and he was bleeding like someone had beaten him badly. abbu (father) was lying covered in his own blood ...

We went running towards abbu ( father) and started calling him..

  “ABBU WAKE UP PLEASE. PLEASE WAKE UP...”

"Hasan, we have to take Abbu ( father) in hospital immediately" said Jubayer... 

When we were taking him hospital, abbu gained his conscious and told us painfully...

"sorry sons. I couldn't fulfill your all wishes… please take care of your mother and sister, Hasan and you also Jubayer, take care of them... I love you all"...saying this abbu again lost his sense... 

AT HOSPITAL  

We were sitting in hospital and tears was rolling down my cheeks. Jubayer was also crying ....

Just then my phone rang and it was my sister Fatima....

"Vaia(brother) where are you both??” asked Fatima.... 

" And also don't forget to bring the cake.. and vaia (brother) you know ammi (mother) is wearing her marriage dress. Actually I forced her to wear the dress. Now please come back home with abbu"... 

"Fatima please come to hospital with ammi ( mother) immediately"...saying this I cut the call and started crying.

Jubayer hugged me and tried to calm me but he was also crying in fear to lose his second father...

After some time ammi and Fatima came running to us...

  "Hasan, Jubayer what happened?? why you both crying???” asked ammi...

Jubayer hugged ammi and said "Abbu met with an accident ammi"...

Ammi started crying in Jubayer’s arms and Fatima broke into my arms.....

Doctor came out of the operation room and we ran towards him...

"Doctor, what happened??”  "How is our father??”

  "I am sorry Mr. Khan... we can't save him".... 

At that moment our whole world broke down in front of us... 

The next moment I saw ammi (mother) was lying on the floor unconscious and Jubayer and Fatima broke down in their knees and started crying their heart out....