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Shayra crossed her fingers and took a deep breath, She entered the hospital by the back door where she saw a statue of Jesus. She walked near the statue and bend down to lite a candle, She did and looked at the statue.
" Kuch aap ko Murat kehte hai,
Kuch ki aas hi aap hai,
main nhi janti usne mere avi...
avi ko mara hai ya nhi,
par aap use kuch nhi hone de sakte,
Pati hai wo mera "
( some think of you as just a statue, for some, you are their only hope, I do not know if he actually killed my avi... but you can not let anything happen to him, he is my husband )
Shayra said as a teardrop escaped her eyes, for the first time since their wedding she called him her husband, the truth which she did not want to accept ever. only the news of him being in the hospital
