You can close your eyes to the things you don't want to see, but you can't close your heart to the things you don't want to feel. He remembered every word she told him, and he can't stop thinking about it.

He feels hurt,he feels so much pain and agony,he can't begin to really understand where he should start to pick himself back up, right now he just feels so much self-pity.

His hand went limp and the phone clattered to the ground. He felt the world spinning and he quickly grabbed the edge of his bed to stop himself from falling, his breathing is shaking together with his legs.

Tears flowing nonstop from his eyes, his heart twisted and breaking into pieces, he felt like a bunch of pepper is poured into his heart. He shoot his eyes close and held his chest.

Noooooo.....he yelled hitting his chest real hard.
No please, please amma, don't leave me please...he cried out and fall to the ground. Tears streaming down on his face, his veins popping out.

He started breaking things, ripping up some of his pictures,and punching the wall.
He broke the mirror with his hands and her picture fell down,he quickly stepped on the well shattered glass and grabbed the picture holding it tightly to his chest, blood gushing nonstop from all part of his body but he didn't care. He doesn't feel the pain, the only thing that was paining him is his heart.

This isn't happening...he muttered under his breath punching the wall.
Didn't I tell you amma? He asked no one smiling at her picture.
Didn't I tell you if you die I'll die, you thought I was joking huh? You think I can leave without you? You think I can move on? Im sorry but I can't fulfill your promises, I'm sorry but I'm going to die me too....he finished still smiling.

I won't kill myself because it's haram, but I know I'm going to die..he added.
He stretched his legs and laid down flat on the well shattered glass, just then, the door was suddenly flung open, he flinched and looked who just came in and his eyes met with his mother's teary ones.

Deedat what are you doing to yourself? She shouted at him and started running towards him.

Don't step on that glass hafsa...Abba shouted at his wife and rushed to where she was. He held her hand and they walked further into the bed room but they didn't step on the glass.

AHMAD are you mad? Abba yelled throwing his hands up. What are you doing to yourself, are you out of your senses.....he yelled.

Deedat just smiled still laying down, he looked at them one by one with a smile on his face before closing his eyes.

Deedat you're hurting yourself, look here...she said pointing at the blood. Look here Deedat, it's all from your body, you're hurting yourself please stand up... Mama cried out and a sob escaped from her lips.
Are you mad...she added and attempted to walked towards him but Abba kept her in place.

Bilal wiped his tears with the back of his hand before walking towards Deedat.

Don't step on that glass..Abba said sternly.

Abba please....bilal gritted not looking at his father before stepping on the glass.
He patted deedat's shoulder lightly and helped him to sit up properly.

Deedat let's go ok? Don't be stubborn.said bilal.

I'm not going anywhere...he said almost like a whisper.

Don't try to kill yourself deedat, amatullah will come back soon..bilal assured him.

Where are you taking me to? He Asked still holding his chest, he's afraid if he doesn't hold it, his heart will come out of his chest.

Hospital, look, you've hurt yourself...bilal said looking at the wounds on his body.
******

Have you been able to trace the number? Abba asked the police.

Yes sir, alhamdulillah, we're going to the place it showed us now,are you coming with us? The police asked.

Yes, we'd like to go...daddy quickly answered.
Bilal go and fetch deedat and your mother from the hospital and take them home. Or you should just take your mum home and take deedat to his house, please don't leave him alone, stay with him...Abba said.
And tell zuby to go and clear the house please..he added.

Ok dad...bilal answered and rushed outside.

3 police officers, abba, daddy and ya Jamal rushed to the car and off they went...
*******
On reaching the place, the police men sneaked into the uncomplicated building and arrested all the 4 men that were standing by the door. They walked further into the building and met fatima typing away from her phone while amatullah was laying helpless on the ground.

Daddy rushed to amatullah and scooped her up hugging her tightly..
Why is she not moving? What did you do to her? I'm sure she's not sleeping, talk to me...daddy shouted at fatima and the police men quickly arrested her.

They quickly took amatullah to the hospital, after about two hours, she regained consciousness and the doctor prescribed some drugs to her.

Abba didn't allow the doctor to say anything concerning her health because it would take time, he just want her to go home and meet deedat.
He promised the doctor that they'll come back for the checkups the following day and he agreed.

Jamal take her to her house..daddy ordered.
Ohk daddy...he answered
******

He closed his eyes and opened it again to make sure he wasn't dreaming but she's still standing in front of him with tears in her eyes.

He smiled and looked away from her and hugged her picture even tighter.
Why Am I seeing you here when I know I won't see you again in my life? He muttered to himself.
Please stop making things hard on me..he added and a tear made it way down to his cheeks.

A sob escaped from her lips and she walked closer to the bed.
It's me dee, you aren't...you aren't imagining things...she chocked and hugged him from the back.

His breathe hitched and turned around to look at her again.
Amma? It comes out like a question.
She nodded as tears continued to flow out of her eyes.

He rushed to the toilet without saying anything and he quickly performed ablution.he dashed out of the toilet and sprayed the prayer mat and performed two raka'at. He spent almost 30minutes in sujud thanking God for bringing his love back.

The moment he finished praying,he looked at her and a tear slide out of his eyes. He rushed to the bed and engulfed her into a bone crushing hug.

I'm so sorry Amma please, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry for everything, I'm sorry for letting you walk out of the house alone, I'm sorry for not being able to find you, I'm sorry for letting you suffer, I'm so sorry Amma please, forgive me please...he blurted out still hugging her.

It's ok, it's ok dee, you did nothing wallah,I'm sorry for braking your heart..
Shhh...he shushed her and finally broke the hug.

I'm so sorry dee...she cried
What happened? He asked cupping her face.

I've not been able to save our baby...she said and broke down completely.
He was shocked but quickly masked it up with a smile.

It's ok Amma, Allah has a better plan for us...he said wiping away her tears.

But I'm not sure, I'm not sure if the baby is still alive...she sniffed rubbing her stomach with her her hand.

Let's see the doctor tomorrow...he smiled and she managed to smile too.

He leaned closer and clashed his lips on her swollen ones.
You have no idea how I missed you habibty, I thought I was going to die, please don't ever leave me ok? He moaned in between kisses.

I missed you too...she moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck.

You didn't tell me who's behind this...he whispered.

Shhhh..she pushed him and laid on top of him still kissing him.
Not now...she added and he smiled into her lips...