DESTINED HEARTS

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Third Person's Pov

She opened her eyes slowly, and when she came in contact with the bright lights, she shrilled and closed her eyes, which gained the attention of the other occupants in the room.

"She's up, I heard her shrill" Sultana whom was sitting beside her said. "Yes, let me go and get the doctor" Nana went to the doctor's room to inform him that their's a big improvement.

"W-whe-re a-am i-i?" She asked weakly as she tried to sit up. "No mima, lie down the doctor will be here any minute".

"Doctor? What happened to me?" She winced and touched her head which ached a lot. "You fell unconscious" They all replied in unison.

"Subhanallah" She whispers. "Where is Yaya Amma?" She looked around. "She's in the bathroom" Siddiqa replies.

Ya Allah she feels so terrible and disgusted of her self. She ruined her sister's wedding! First she accused her of something she definitely knew wasn't true and then she ruined her wedding. Why does she always hurt the people that love her the most? Each and every time she's sad, she inflicts pain on some else! She's such a bad person!

Tears gathered in her eyes as her sister came out of the bathroom, Ya Allah, she's here for her despite everything she did and said. She can't even look her in the eye!

"Y-y-Yaya Amma" She stammers as the tears rolled down her face and the others took it as their queue to leave the room for them.

"Mima, you've finally woken up. You have no idea how worried I was" She acted as if nothing happened between them, she's her elder sister for a reason.

"I'm sorry Yaya Amma please forgive me if you can, I'm such a bad person! I ruined your wedding a-and, y-you are still h-h-here for me. I'm very sorry" She joined both her palms together though one has a drip on.

"Hey..stop apologizing to me, you didn't ruin my wedding and even if you did, what could have been more important than my sister's health? I'm just hurt about one thing though".

"W-what?" She sniffed. "You missed my conveyance!" Amma pouted making Hajara gasp loudly.

"Wait...how? I mean, you're supposed to be getting conveyed today right?" She asked cluelessy. "No mims, you've been unconscious for three days straight andd I got conveyed on the day I was supposed to cause Dada didn't want any problems to rise with Faisal's family" She laughed at her sister's expression.

"B-but what of the dinner? I passed out before that time right?". "Well, the person who brought you to the hospital didn't tell us that you fell unconscious till after the event was over".

"Wait..what?! W-who brought me here?" She was dying to believe that what she remembers to have happened three days ago was just a dream. She hopes!

Before she could reply her the door swung open revealing the doctor. They exchanged pleasantries and the did some checkups.

"You're good to go Miss" The friendly doctor who's name is Dr Fred, smiled.

"What of the headache?" She asked. "About that, your head is bound to feel heavy and hurt a lot cause you've been unconscious for 72 hours but it's temporary, and your fever is also gone" He explained and they both nodded understandingly.

"When am I getting discharged?" She asked. "In a few hours, around like 1pm but for now you need to have breakfast and I advice you to take strolls when you go back home, it's good for the body" She nodded and the doctor left after taking off her drip.

"Yaya Amma I think you should leave now, you're not supposed to be with me but with your husband" she said. "Hey miss, you're not in the position to tell me what to do okay? Now get your aching butt up and brush so you'll have breakfast".