It Just Happened - 5

"Welcome to Mumbai beta," his uncle came to pick them up from the airport.

Two days passed, they missed each other. He got busy with marriage works.

Morning, on the way to the marriage hall, he got a call from her sister.

"Would it be possible for you to come back here today?" she asked him, he could hear her sobbing.

"What happened? ," he asked her.

"Asra fainted, we've admitted her in a hospital," she said.

"I'll try to return soon, please keep me updated on her," he told her.

Time passed too slow. He stared at his phone hoping that she was alright.

That evening he got a call from her sister.

"I-I d-don't k-know how t-to say" she stammered.

"Please tell me she is alright" he screamed over the phone.

"Asra has cancer, the doctor said it's in stage 3. She will be treated day after tomorrow" she cried uncontrollably.

Tears rolled down his eyes, his world shattered. He cursed himself for not being by her side.

"I need to go back, Asra is not well and is admitted to the hospital," he told his mom.

"I'll manage the people here, you go safely," she said looking concerned.

She knew something was wrong, she could see that in her son's eyes. She just hoped things were alright with a silent prayer in her heart.

"A ticket to Hyderabad please," he told to the woman at the counter.

"Flight leaves in 30 minutes sir," she said with a smile.

He paid her and took the ticket and sat on the couch aside.

To him, everyone seemed happy. He felt like it was only him that was suffering. He should never have left her side. He kept repeating it to himself. He kept blaming himself over and over again.

"I will be there in a couple of hours" he texted Asra's sister.

"Passengers travelling to Hyderabad, flight no 1083x are requested to move towards the counter," he rushed as soon as he heard the announcement.

Sitting down on his seat he looked out of the window, the flight was speeding at the runway. Everything was dark he could only see the blinking lights on the flight and some clouds. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He looked outside and prayed hoping she was alright.

He rushed out of the airport. "Olive Hospital," he told the driver.

Once he reached the hospital he sprinted towards the reception.

"A patient named Asra was admitted here yesterday, can I know the room number please" he was panting hard by now.

"Room no 102 Sir, the second floor," the receptionist informed him.

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