9

At night, Samra was in her room studying a new patient file when Arsal entered. She quickly stood up from her bed and grabbed her dupatta.

"Do you need something?" she asked casually.

"No, just came in... was getting bored... let's watch a movie," he said as if everything was normal between them. Samra looked at him in shock.

"One, two, three... let it all out, Samra. Release all the pent-up emotions in your heart... all the pain. Only then will there be space for me again in your heart," Arsal thought to himself.

"Arsal... I'm busy," she said and resumed her work. He stared at her, mouth agape, observing her expressionless face. Arsal moved closer and sat on the chair near her.

"Samra, I'm sorry," he said, lowering his gaze.

"For what, Arsal?" she mockingly chuckled.

"Samra, you know..." Arsal started.

"Arsal... forget about this morning... you stopped me, but I didn't stop," she said.

"Are you going there? Are you not going to change your decision?" he asked.

"Arsal... please, I don't want to talk right now... I'm studying a very important file... and anyway, I told you not to come into my room again," she said seriously, and he nodded.

The next day, she went to her aunt's house, where her aunt and her son lived. Her aunt's husband had passed away. One day passed, and she stayed there, joining them at the dinner table.

"Samra beta, why aren't you eating anything?" her aunt Yasmeen asked.

"I'm eating, Khala," she replied, and the doorbell rang. Haris opened the door, and to Samra's shock, Arsal entered with him.

"You?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I just couldn't stay away from Samra... felt like something was missing without her," Arsal said with a grin.

"Come, let's have dinner together," Yasmeen Bagum invited, and he nodded. After dinner, Samra was sitting alone when Arsal joined her.

"Why did you come here?" she asked, looking at the sky.

"For you," he said, looking at her.

"And I won't go with you... why did you come knowing that?" she said with a blank face.

"Samra, your aunt's house felt really strange without you," Arsal said pleadingly.

"Yeah... it's only been four days without you... I've been living without you for four years... Anyway, I came here to find some mental peace... and now you've come here to ruin it," she said angrily and went to her room.

"I'll drop you off, Samra," Arsal said.

The next day, Arsal entered her room with a worried expression.

"Sam, Chachu isn't feeling well. I'm going... do you want to come?" he asked.

"Yes... I'll come with you," she said, packing her bag. When they reached home, Amir Sahab was out of the city.

Bri Ami Baba wasn't feeling well, but you let him leave," samra said in worried tone

" But nothing happened to amir samra ... Woh tell you this " bena asked and samra look at the arsal in anger .

" No one bri Ami ... I saw the dream ..I was worried for him .. that's why say that thing ...sorry " she said lowering her head and bena bagum , leaving the room.

"Sorry, I lied to you... I had no other way," Arsal apologized.

"It's good that you lied to me, warning me that you're a deceitful person... I won't trust you anymore," she said and went to her room.

Two days passed, but Samra ignored him as if he didn't exist. In the evening, she returned from the hospital feeling exhausted and sat on the sofa.

"Rehmat Bi, please make a cup of strong coffee for me. I have a terrible headache," she requested, and someone placed a cup of coffee in front of her. She looked up to see Arsal's face.

"Thank you, but I don't like coffee made by anyone else's hands," she said, knowing that Arsal didn't make good coffee.

"Don't worry... I've learned to make coffee since I came back from London. And this is the first time I've made it for someone else... you're lucky," Arsal said.

"Hmm... then I must be like you, thinking about someone else," she said, getting up.

"Rehmat Bi, leave the coffee... I'm not in the mood for it today," she said and went to her room.

"You're starting to react now, my witch... but so serious... I didn't know you loved me so much," Arsal said with a smile and moved to his room.

At night, they ate their dinner silently when Amir called Samra.

"Samra, Ahmad and I are going to Dubai for a few days... we have some important meetings," Amir said, and she looked at them in shock.

"Why?" she asked, knowing that Arsal was staying away from her because of them, but now he could do whatever he wanted.

"It's important," Ahmad said with a smirk. The next day, she went to the office, and someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," she said, and a boy entered with a smile. A smile spread across Samra's face too.

"You're here... took a week off, Doctor Hadi?" she said, glaring at him.

"Sorry, madam... wait, why do you have these dark circles again? Are you crying again?" he asked in a worried tone.

"What happened, Samra?" he asked, concerned.

"Hadi, he's back," she said, and anger built up inside her.

"What does he want? Let him come in front of me once, then I'll show him a lesson," Hadi said.

"Hadi... he talks to me as if nothing happened... as if he didn't do anything... I'm still the same old Samra to him," she said, and Hadi controlled his anger.

"Samra, stop crying... you're not weak... you don't depend on anyone... your happiness doesn't depend on Arsal... your life didn't end when he left," he said, and she nodded.

"Samra, he'll keep hurting you as long as you let him... ignore his words... his actions... just show him that he has no effect on you," Hadi said.

"But Hadi... you know that every word, every action of his affects me," Samra said, crying.

"Samra, okay, stop crying... we'll talk about this later... I've come after so many days... let's celebrate, okay?" Hadi said, and she nodded, wiping her tears.

After Arsal left her, she was shattered. Then she met Hadi, who became her best friend, and she discussed everything with him, and he supported her.

Today was her night duty. She was ready to go when Arsal appeared in front of her.

"I'll drop you, Samra," Arsal offered.

"Why?" she asked angrily.

"It's 8 o'clock at night... how will you go alone? You always feel scared at night, right?" Arsal said.

"I used to... not anymore... and Mr. Arsal... I've been coming home alone at this time for the past two years... and I return home at 2 in the morning... you've come here for a few days... then when you get bored, you'll leave again," Samra said, opening the car gate and driving away.

"That's enough... now everything will be clear, Samra..." Arsal said angrily and walked away.

Bena Bagum entered his room.

"Mom, you're here," he said and sat on the bed.