•KSGFC/MrBajajAT33• MujhseKisiKaDilNahiDukhayaJata• NTPG60 - Page 71

Originally posted by: Niyati_T

As soon as Asad saw his Ammi he engulfed her in his arms and cried

‘Why Ammi?! Why me?! Why does Allah always do this to me.. right when I think that everything will be okay. We all will be happy something bad happens. Why Zoya Ammi?! Agar usse kuch hogaya I’ll go crazy Ammi!!’

Asad spoke in between his cries, Armaan who was witnessing the entire scene felt the pain of this man who stood in front of him.He could feel how dear Zoya was for Asad, this man loved his wife a lot and just for that love Armaan decided that he would do all that he could to do to save Zoya. He walked to Asad and cleared his throat, he was slightly embarrassed to have disturbed an intimate moment of a mother and son

‘Don’t worry Mr. Khan, aap iss waqt iss city ke best hospital mein hai and I personally will look into your wife’s case. We’ll do our best to save her’

Armaan gave a weak smile to Asad who just nodded in respond and tried to return that smile, closing his eyes Asad sent a silent prayer for his Zoya as he watched Armaan walk into the operation theatre

.. to be continued

"Sir we can't get through Mr Khan." A very harrowed Mr Mehra called the Predator, cursing whose face he had seen the first thing in the morning. Mentally he remembered it was his own very face!

Khan had not only put down the offer that paid him 50times more than any project, but also expressed his own abhorrence towards Mr Bajaj and his way of working. And this project was totally against his morals. Even if he was paid as the world's richest person net worth, he wouldn't still take up the project.

The Predator smiled as he toyed a pen in his fingers studded with one of all expensive stones on the planet found. He turned on his personal tv as the breaking news flashed commenting on the accident that had taken place at the mall. Eminent personalities had escaped unhurt only because of the bravery of a woman, Zoya Ahmed Khan.

Turning his face towards Mr Mehra, Mehra knew what had to be done. Work was easy, especially when it was his own sponsored hospital where his own very brother was the Head of Surgery.

In one hour's time Bajaj smiled looking at the text he had received from Mr Mehra. The chaos outside his office now had subsided. He had hit the bull's eye.

X

After 4 hours Asad was summoned in Dr Malik's office. The junior doctor explained the situation as calmly as she could. The procedures were complicated & so was the extent of injury. Knowing what the kin of the patient went through in such situations, the junior doctor tried as sympathetic as she could trying her very best to explain in as simple language as her degree allowed her to. The transplant was required immediately if they had to save the patient. Worst of all there were no donors in the neighbouring states too. They really had a very little time hardly a few.

The Asad Ahmed Khan, slumped down on the sette unable to fathom anything. This could not happen. This could not be happening. The air around him felt like bricks and it felt as if he couldn't breathe at all. He felt choked as if someone was crushing him, smashing his head on the road and everything slowly became dull and grey and red all over. An animal's cry, when it gets stuck in the snare, a cry similar to that was heard and it took him several minutes to understand it was his. The clock tickled, as the blood in his body slowly froze, a death even more excruciating neared him. And he waited till it got all over.

A shrill call got him out of his reverie he picked up the call as mechanically as possible. A voice that ran a shiver run down his spine said, "And, I suppose you would still say a no?"

To be continued.

That has to be the mostest darkest thing I have ever written ^

Originally posted by: WaqtZaya

"Sir we can't get through Mr Khan." A very harrowed Mr Mehra called the Predator, cursing whose face he had seen the first thing in the morning. Mentally he remembered it was his own very face!

Khan had not only put down the offer that paid him 50times more than any project, but also expressed his own abhorrence towards Mr Bajaj and his way of working. And this project was totally against his morals. Even if he was paid as the world's richest person net worth, he wouldn't still take up the project.

The Predator smiled as he toyed a pen in his fingers studded with one of all expensive stones on the planet found. He turned on his personal tv as the breaking news flashed commenting on the accident that had taken place at the mall. Eminent personalities had escaped unhurt only because of the bravery of a woman, Zoya Ahmed Khan.

Turning his face towards Mr Mehra, Mehra knew what had to be done. Work was easy, especially when it was his own sponsored hospital where his own very brother was the Head of Surgery.

In one hour's time Bajaj smiled looking at the text he had received from Mr Mehra. The chaos outside his office now had subsided. He had hit the bull's eye.

X

After 4 hours Asad was summoned in Dr Malik's office. The junior doctor explained the situation as calmly as she could. The procedures were complicated & so was the extent of injury. Knowing what the kin of the patient went through in such situations, the junior doctor tried as sympathetic as she could trying her very best to explain in as simple language as her degree allowed her to. The transplant was required immediately if they had to save the patient. Worst of all there were no donors in the neighbouring states too. They really had a very little time hardly a few.

The Asad Ahmed Khan, slumped down on the sette unable to fathom anything. This could not happen. This could not be happening. The air around him felt like bricks and it felt as if he couldn't breathe at all. He felt choked as if someone was crushing him, smashing his head on the road and everything slowly became dull and grey and red all over. An animal's cry, when it gets stuck in the snare, a cry similar to that was heard and it took him several minutes to understand it was his. The clock tickled, as the blood in his body slowly froze, a death even more excruciating neared him. And he waited till it got all over.

A shrill call got him out of his reverie he picked up the call as mechanically as possible. A voice that ran a shiver run down his spine said, "And, I suppose you would still say a no?"

To be continued.

Fab part the way bajaj was portrayed And asads turmoil 👍👍👍👍

Originally posted by: WaqtZaya

That has to be the mostest darkest thing I have ever written ^

Yes!!!! I like this ruthless Bajaj. My Asad will keep up 😂

Originally posted by: WaqtZaya

"Sir we can't get through Mr Khan." A very harrowed Mr Mehra called the Predator, cursing whose face he had seen the first thing in the morning. Mentally he remembered it was his own very face!

Khan had not only put down the offer that paid him 50times more than any project, but also expressed his own abhorrence towards Mr Bajaj and his way of working. And this project was totally against his morals. Even if he was paid as the world's richest person net worth, he wouldn't still take up the project.

The Predator smiled as he toyed a pen in his fingers studded with one of all expensive stones on the planet found. He turned on his personal tv as the breaking news flashed commenting on the accident that had taken place at the mall. Eminent personalities had escaped unhurt only because of the bravery of a woman, Zoya Ahmed Khan.

Turning his face towards Mr Mehra, Mehra knew what had to be done. Work was easy, especially when it was his own sponsored hospital where his own very brother was the Head of Surgery.

In one hour's time Bajaj smiled looking at the text he had received from Mr Mehra. The chaos outside his office now had subsided. He had hit the bull's eye.

X

After 4 hours Asad was summoned in Dr Malik's office. The junior doctor explained the situation as calmly as she could. The procedures were complicated & so was the extent of injury. Knowing what the kin of the patient went through in such situations, the junior doctor tried as sympathetic as she could trying her very best to explain in as simple language as her degree allowed her to. The transplant was required immediately if they had to save the patient. Worst of all there were no donors in the neighbouring states too. They really had a very little time hardly a few.

The Asad Ahmed Khan, slumped down on the sette unable to fathom anything. This could not happen. This could not be happening. The air around him felt like bricks and it felt as if he couldn't breathe at all. He felt choked as if someone was crushing him, smashing his head on the road and everything slowly became dull and grey and red all over. An animal's cry, when it gets stuck in the snare, a cry similar to that was heard and it took him several minutes to understand it was his. The clock tickled, as the blood in his body slowly froze, a death even more excruciating neared him. And he waited till it got all over.

A shrill call got him out of his reverie he picked up the call as mechanically as possible. A voice that ran a shiver run down his spine said, "And, I suppose you would still say a no?"

To be continued.

Asad threw his phone against the wall and it shattered! His Zoya was in trouble and he would do anything to save her. He knew what he had to do. He then made a phone call to his assistant asking him to meet him at office.

Meanwhile at the accident site Raghu was searching for his 5 year old daughter who took off suddenly. Raghu was a single father struggling to meet ends. His wife had abandoned both of them when his daughter was one. Ever since he has been raising her on his own. He was going to surprise her with her favorite yellow nano when she ran. As he shows everyone a picture of his daughter he meets an old lady who says she saw his daughter a few minutes ago and she got into the ambulance with the girl who saved Mr Rajesh.

Raghu runs towards the hospital and crashes into Armaan. Armaan calms him down and asks him what happened. Raghu narrates the indicident and says he will help find him. Both start looking around the hospital and finally find his daughter outside Zoya's ward.

He rushes towards her and hugs here praying that she is safe, "partner why did you run away?" he says and he couldn't control his tears and Armaan watches them sending a silent prayer for them. He remembers mini his favourite patient and walks away.

Raghu's daughter tells him she saw someone who was going to attack Zoya. He doesn't believe her and says maybe she mistook the situation. He tells her that the lady is safe and they leave the hospital.

Ammi who was outside the hospital hears this and is shocked someone would harm her daughter in law and grand child. She rushes to let Asad know.

To be continued.

Characters introduced so far:

Bajaj kzk

Mehra kzk

Armaan dmg

Asad qh

Ammi qh

Zoya qh

Raghu Teri meri love stories

Originally posted by: CaptainV

Yes!!!! I like this ruthless Bajaj. My Asad will keep up 😂

Thank you I was very unsure about it 🤣 but I knew what I had to do yet keep it kind of ambiguous. 🤪

MY ASAD I see 😏 go ahead keep up the good work. The tashan will has to be worth it. 😏

Ab buss zyada characters mat lao confuse ho jana hai mujhe 😭🤧

Originally posted by: ARAZRP

Fab part the way bajaj was portrayed And asads turmoil 👍👍👍👍

Originally posted by: CaptainV

..

To be continued.

Eeks Raghu agaya. Buss bakiyo ko bhi mat lao 😞 manage na hoga mere se 😞

Originally posted by: CaptainV

Characters introduced so far:

Originally posted by: WaqtZaya

Eeks Raghu agaya. Buss bakiyo ko bhi mat lao 😞 manage na hoga mere se 😞

🤣They don't necessarily have to relate.. Some of your favorites are yet to make an entry 😎