Chapter Twenty.

Few weeks after Mubarak had his surgery and alhamdulillah he is getting much much better.

"Tasneem, when are we leaving" Mubarak asked.

"Lallai ka warke (you're better)"

"Alhamdulillah sosai"

"Masha Allah, don't worry very soon"

"How soon"

"Few days from now we will be discharged said the doctor"

"Toh Allah sa"

"Insha Allah"

Few days later, we got discharged and we left.

Tasneem's POV.

Months past by, everything was going all okay we kept loving each other and having good times together.

"Hea wake up, it's morning already" I said as i opened the curtains.

"Let me go make breakfast, better wake up and get ready i will be waiting for you okay"

I went down to the kitchen, made pancakes cause they are his favourite.

"Baby, baby, baby, where are you food is ready"

"What is he doing and why is he not answering, hope all is well" i said to myself.

I walked to his room all scared thinking something is wrong.