Synthesis of Scattered Pieces ✔️

Bonus 2.

Soaking a towel in luke warm water Shifa squeezed it and clean his body as well as face to get rid of the blood present on the body. And after drying his body with a dry towel she changed his clothes. And kissed his forehead.

"Relax and try to sleep. Okay?" She whispered while covering him with a blanket then looked towards her little boy beside him. Doing the same process with him too she covered him with the same blanket and glared at him

"Sleep well, and next time make sure to do something even more. This times it's only five stiches next time try to do something bigger." Shifa scolded her son who nodded.

"Okay mumma." Shifa was unable to understand what to do. She wanted to slap him but just suppressed her smile and glared at him.

"Mumma it hurts." Zeedaan whispered and this time Shifa's eyes filled with tears. She couldn't see her children in pain. "It hurt us to see you in pain but you people don't understand." She muttered with disappointment and picked her fragile son in her arms. Zeedaan was an underweight boy with dense black hair, just like his mother, which looked like a Balck hat on his fair face. His brown eyes also like his mother but his features made him a junior version of his father in appearance however his mischievous actions resemble his Bilal Mamu.

Resting Zeedaan's head to her Shoulder Shifa started patting his back, it was his old habit to sleep in this way when he was in pain or ill. And soon he slept. After settling Zeedaan in the bed Shifa gently pulled Zaryab to the centre of the bed and switched off the lights.  She softly started caressing his head and Zaryab looked at her with sleepy eyes.

"Mumma." He cried.

"Zaryab, is it hurting?" Shifa asked in a hushed tone but Zaryab cried and hugged Shifa's leg.

"What happened beta?"

"I'm scared." He cried out "why beta?" She questioned and Zaryab sat down on the bed while wiping his tears.

"Ab main aur Zeedaan bhi mar jayenge kya?" His question hit Shifa's heart like a hammer.

(Now will I and Zeedaan also die?)

"What are you saying Zaryab? Don't say this!"

"Jab meri mumma ke khun nikla tha tab wo bhi mar gyi thi na..." 

(When my Mumma was bleeding she also died, didn't she?)

"It was different... Nothing like that is going to happen. You both will be fine." Shifa embraced Zaryab and caressed his head but she was seeing her son.

"Stop thinking about everything and just take rest." She kissed his head and started doing efforts to make him sleep.

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Holding the bottle of water she entered into the room with uncountable thoughts in her mind. Her husband was sitting on the bed holding a little figure that was sleeping in his lap. He was busy caressing her little head but his eyes were fixed on the front wall.

"Kya soch rahe hain?" She whispered while sitting beside him and he shook his head while shifting Alshaf to the bed.

(What are you thinking?)

"Main jaanti hu aap preshan hain." She held his hand and he sighed while laying down silently.

(I know you are tensed.)

"Shifa mujhe samajh nhi aa rha baba ki nafrat kese khatam hogi."

(Shifa, I can't understand how Baba's hatred will end.)

"Deni Baba samajh jayenge, aap tension na lijiye, mujhe aapki health ki fikr hai." She whispered and Daniyal turned his back towards her. He didn't want to talk at this time but Shifa wanted him to share what he was thinking.