AN: Hi dears, this story is based on a Pak show- Yakeen Ka safar. I recently started watching it on Youtube and its just awesome, especially the later half when Dr. Asfi's and Dr. Zubiya's story begins. So if u haven't checked it out, do chk it out asap on YT!
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He always knew that she was trouble but what he didn't know was that he would be so caught up in it all that his rock steady hands would be shivering like a flimsy paper in the wind today. Here he was doing his surgical hand wash before going into the emergency OT to assist Dr. Sheroz and all he could do was to try not to think about her and at the same time pray to God to give him strength, so that he could at least have steady hands because, after all, her very life could depend upon it!
Yes, the stubborn Dr. Zubia Khalil was the one lying in the emergency OT with two gunshot wounds, one to the liver and other to her right shoulder. The stubborn lady had gone ahead and locked horns with that devil of a man because he had hit his pregnant wife, Khajistha, doubting her of infidelity and thus doubting the paternity of his unborn child. Anyone who had sense would know that such a man who had no qualms hitting his pregnant wife to death wouldn't hesitate to attack a 3rd person, especially someone who is accusing him of attempted murder... but no, certainly not Dr. Zubia, who went straight ahead to his house to accuse him directly onto his face!
But to be fair, she did ask him for help to confront that despicable man and he had of course in his most pragmatic way informed her that there was no use confronting that fellow because such men never listen to anyone... The only way out it was if the wife herself took courage and filed a police complaint against him or if not at least leave him and go somewhere safe instead of continuing to live with a would be murderer. But as usual, Dr. Zubia didn't agree with him and kept on saying that the lady was weak willed and wouldn't do anything by herself. So he had said that then that was that lady's problem and not theirs because if that lady didn't have the courage to help herself then no one could help her... Thinking that was the end of the conversation, he had then left to attend another case hoping that she would have better sense to leave the matter alone.
But now that he thought about it, it truly was his fault because how could he ever think that she would let go of the matter so easily? It's like what Gaiti bhabi had once said totally out of the blue about her to him; she had said that she felt as if Zubia was like a kindred spirit of his big brother, Daniyal... They both just couldn't sleep at night if they knew they could help someone and didn't try their best to help them, no matter what it cost them personally...
He had never thought about it seriously at that time, but now has to agree with her observation because he now understood how helpless Gaiti bhabi must have felt when bhaiya had left to office for that last time on that fateful day... Both their loved ones cared too much about others than they ever did about themselves... That same old history was repeating itself today; just that it was Gaiti bhabi then and now it's him on the receiving end of their loved ones's misplaced altruism...
All these thoughts were running in lighting speed in Dr Asfandyar's mind but in the matter of few seconds his medical training finally came to his help and he compartmentalised his inner feelings for the person who was now his patient and steadied his hand. He then went inside the OT immediately and joined the senior doctor who was waiting for him and had thankfully already started to prep the patient for surgery.
After few hours of intense surgery trying to locate the bullet amidst profuse bleeding with limited equipments available to them, as their hospital was not built to handle such complex cases, they finally succeeded in saving the life of one of their own and Dr Asfi's most dearest, Dr Zubia.
Now it was just endless wait for him while she was peacefully sleeping in her medically induced coma! He didn't know why he fell in love with exactly the type of person he wanted to avoid after what happened to his brother... Life was truly strange! Anyway, since now he had already fallen for her, he was waiting for her wake up so he could tell her to get lost for taking him for granted!
Err ok no, that would just make him more miserable because God knows she might even do that because frankly, she doesn't even know she was causing him so much trouble now, does she? Well to be truthful, he himself hadn't known that he was so much in love with her until he saw her bathed in blood being rushed into their hospital emergency ward...
Remembering that moment still makes him shiver, for a minute there he had completely forgotten everything medical science and without even examining her, just far from the door itself he thought that maybe she was no more and that heart crushing pain that followed was indescribable... He would seriously never wish it upon anyone, it was truly the pain of the worst kind, the unbearable pain of his heart breaking...
But thankfully others had enough sense to check her vitals, do the resuscitation and decide to move her to the OT. It was when he heard that beeping sound of that cardiac monitor which they had attached to her by then, he could finally move his feet which had turned into lead in those few treacherous moments before. He then rushed towards her and held her hand and due to some reflex she tightened hers around his for a moment and that's when he realised he never wanted to let go of that, never ever...
Now sitting near her bed listening to the steady rhythm of her heartbeat, the only thing he wanted to pray for was that God give him the necessary courage and strength to safeguard this special little heart beat and the pixie little fighter lady it belonged to. He gently caught her hands and squeezed it, feeling her cold hands in his and giving her a little warmth and reassurance. Well the reassuring part was mostly for himself if he was being truthful to himself...
On the third day when her vitals were stable enough, they had decided to wake her up from the induced coma. Everyone in their core team was there in that room except the person so badly wanted to be in there, that's himself. Somehow he couldn't face her; he did not know whether it was the guilt of not being able to save her before she got hurt or was it because he was sure he would do something he would regret later like hugging her tightly in front of everyone like his life depended on it if he saw her now... He didn't know which one it was, but one thing he was sure about was that he would not go in front of her, at least not for the time being. But yeah, no matter how determined he was in not going in front of her, he just could not resist seeing her awake after such a long time, so instead, he just decided to peep through the window curtains from outside...
Through those curtains which he had slightly moved aside, he could see her eyes searching for something and his traitorous wishful heart said that maybe it wasn't 'something' but 'someone' she was searching for... And for a moment there he felt that their eyes met and he could see a hopeful smile on her face or was it a grimace of pain, he wasn't sure due to the distance and all those tubes on her frail and tired face. But somehow his heart wanted to believe it was a smile on seeing him... He thought that maybe she too felt something for him just like he did... And maybe, just maybe she too was incurably in love with him just like he hopelessly was with her? Hmm, for now all he could do was just immerse himself in his own wishful thinking and hopelessly hopeful thoughts...
He couldn't keep looking at her in the fear that he will forget his self made promise and would go and see her at once. So he just moved away from there and walked out of the hospital building and stood outside looking at the pristine light blue sky above and took a calming breath. From the moment their eyes met his heartbeat was running like a rabbit with swift little feet... Now, after inhaling the fresh air and keeping the necessary distance from her, he felt much better. He knew he could not avoid seeing her for a long time for his own sanity but he was also sure that maybe they both needed sometime to cope up before they are fully prepared for their meeting, which according to his gut feel, was going to be life changing for both of them...
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My Other Asifya OS: 💞
1) https://www.wattpad.com/story/127064672-maybe-it%27s-love-an-asfi-zubiya-one-shot
2) https://www.wattpad.com/story/127073634-pyar-ek-yakeen-ka-safar-asfi-zubiya-os
3) https://www.wattpad.com/story/127530191-the-alternate-choice-an-asfiya-yks-os