𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩
Three weeks passed in the preparation of the final surgery. The team had arrived at the hospital and the surgery room was ready too.

The day finally arrived,the day that would decide whether Eva would live.

“I just hope for the best,” Mahira whispered under her breath, standing outside the operation theatre with one doctor from the team.

“Don't worry, we're here and we'll make sure everything is safe” Shamama, the doctor who was exchanged in the place of the previous one assured her.

Mahira looked at her with hope and swapped down the tear drop that was about to fall from her eye.

The nurses were preparing everything , coming in and out of the room while doctors were getting ready to perform the surgery, washing hands, wearing gowns and essentials.

While shamama is the neurologist who's going to do surgery of evara first time. For the last few years the previous doctor was doing it but now when he's retired, shamama is going to do it.

She was especially called from the UK for this as Irvin once told Mahira that this surgery will have elite doctors and treatment. Way better than last one.

“So, are we ready?” Yuvaan, one of the doctors of the team announced. “Yes, we are” Irvin entered, fully dressed in the surgery get up.

Shamama nodded and the rest of the team was ready too. They were already ready.

After minutes everyone went under the room and just like that the door closed and the bulb over the door got on, indicating procedure commenced.

Sitting near the bench, Mahira was continuously praying with the jaap mala in her hands, soft tears coming out from her eyes, breath uneven.

“Please God, don't let my hope die” She muttered, eyes shut tightly as if she's stopping herself from looking at the direction of the door otherwise she'll not be able to control herself.

Her hands trembled with each passing minute,but she refused to break .

Not here.

For the next 4 hours the surgery was going on and Mahira didn't even move an inch from her place the whole time, meanwhile, at the same time , her own family were preparing for the festival she wished didn't happen. No, not now.

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“I doubt namya is in diet or not, there's no change in her body” , “yes, brides should be slim and beautiful just like the Pinterest board pins” , “I even made the wedding aesthetics mood board”

A group of aunties sat around a long table beneath a decorated garden canopy, whispering amongst themselves.

The soft smell of paint was all around and constant drilling machine noise was all over there.

This is the wedding house, The Vats villa.

“She's not taking any steps now and focusing so much on her shifts and work, I'm going to tell her now to begin this all otherwise the photos will not turn out to be good” A lady in an expensive banarasi saree, passed this controversial statement.

It's Samiksha Vats, the elder cousin sister of Mahira Kashyap and mother of Namya, the bride they're talking about.

“Yes please, otherwise what will the groom's family infer?” Her friend, Smriti said. “Not a groom but imagine what the media will say that the bride of the industry magnate is overweight and with pimples in her face” Another one said, sipping her espresso.

“No one will say anything, I'll make sure,” Samiksha retorted.

It's been 3 months since the engagement was formalized between these two influential households and since then the media is constantly trying to take out any information out of this.

They talked more about everything for some more time until a loud shrill voice arrived from the balcony.

“Maa”

Samiksha looked up straight to the back to the girl standing in the balcony in her soft satin pink shorts and laced top. Hair in a messy bun.

The auntie's eyes lingered on the dark circles beneath hers, and the navy blue bra strap peeked through her top.

“What happened, namya?” Samiksha answered.

“Where's cat food, I can't find it in the drawer” The girl up there asked. “I shifted it to the top drawer, check there,” Samiksha replied.

This girl was Namya, the younger daughter of Samiksha Vats. She's 27 , serving as finance director in the family enterprise.

“Ok” She whispered and went back ignoring whatever the aunties were whispering or eyeing to each other. She's used to it anyway and what else she can do.

Under her room after feeding her cat, she laid on the floor beside her cat who was sitting and eating.

“I'll make sure we both leave this house one day zoi” she murmured to her cat while holding water in her eyes.

The cat mewel in response and start licking namya's nose, as if understanding whatever she's saying. Namya smiled slightly between the grief she's holding.

“You're always there for me right?” She muttered hugging the cat with her hand around her. The cat meowled again.

"I wish humans understood too” she muttered, her voice slower than usual.

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Here in the hospital 5 hours went by but the operation was still going and now Mahira was better, she was sitting finely waiting for the bulb to shut and the door to open.

Her eyes were dry now as if water ended under her. Fidgeting her hands and sitting comfortably leaning .

But after some thirty minutes the bulb finally got off and the curtain from the door's small window got sideways and the door finally opened after a minute.

She sat for a few minutes then got up as soon as the doctor came out of the room.

Mahira looked at their faces, her voice scared to ask what the result but her eyes were subtitles for all that she wanted to say.

Shamama got out of the room removing her mask from her face and smiled at Mahira and seeing her smile she calmed down a little, knowing the result is somewhat better.

Shamama straight went to Mahira and tapped her on the shoulder, “everything is fine” She whispered to her.

“You sure?” Mahira asked,her voice shaky and happy at the same time . Shamama nodded and then Irvin came from behind.

“Lets discuss this in office” He said and went to the other wing. Mahira nodded to him and stood near the door of the room.

Looking at her daughter from afar. She stood there for a few minutes then made her way to the office after the nurse told her that they'll give her some injections and then she can go near.

Taking a last glance she made her way to the doctor's office where Irwin called and as she went, a shadow behind her moved indicating someone else there.

Mahira felt someone's presence but she ignored it thinking of nurses. It's not easy to enter the VIP area and operations theatre area that easily.

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In the office, Irvin and shamama were sitting along with one more senior doctor.

As Mahira entered ,the doctors straightened , quickly ending their private discussion.

“You called the doctor?” Mahira asked him, standing near the door. “Yes, please come in and have a seat,” Shamama replied. Mahira nodded and sat in the empty chair.

“We had surgery and everything is good but there's this thing..” Irvin said pausing

“But?” Mahira mumbled to herself, “But there's forty percent risk that her recovery may not follow the expected pattern, and as I said last surgery so we're not sure” He explained to her followed by a sudden wave of silence.

“It's okay , I understand too,” Mahira replied after some time breaking the silence.

“𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯” She thought.

Then Irvin extended Evara's medical chart towards her and did all the formalities they were supposed to do.

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Meanwhile, outside the operation theatre,a tall man stood in the doctor's scrub.

Looking carefully around he opened the door lightly, the I'd card on his neck with the hospital tag was flipped to the other side in a way a person cannot see any details about the one standing.

His sharp gaze went to the camera who was focusing on him, the camera was automatic and advanced in that it moves and focuses in a way where activities had been done.

But there wasn't a scared expression on his face, he just ignored it and entered the room by scanning a very special card.

After entering his eyes straight went up to the pale face of Evara where mouth was covered with an oxygen mask and eyes were shut.

He pulled a syringe from his pocket and before going further he shut the curtain in front of the glass window and the only piece of light was the dim light and some glow of lights from the machines.

He extended his steps towards her and wore a set of gloves and after wearing he took her wrist in his hands and disconnected the IV line from the place professionally like he has been working or studying this.

He emptied the pale yellow liquid into her IV line with steady hands. Every moment of his with her was so calming and measured that it almost felt like it was someone who has been monitoring her for a long time.

“Happy birthday Evara"

"Consider it my gift” He muttered after injecting and carefully placing the drip in the same place again.

A faint curve touched his lips after completing his work and after some time the monitors spiked.

Evara's fingers twitched and her head went to the other side of the bed. He took his step back after noticing the changes rapidly, of course he didn't expect the change this early.

He went back and before shutting the door, for the last time he looked at her and murmured, “Bye evara”.

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“You'll thank me later”
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Hi bbgs ,
I know chapter is pretty late because the previous one I wrote was mess and it was a summary of some 4-5 chapters which needed to be written in detail.

I wish I can share that draft with you but I don't have any broadcast currently or any reader .

So I had to rewrite chapter 3 in hurry but now here it is . I hope you'll like this and please care to tell your thoughts in comment box.

I'll inform you when the next chapter will come in my Instagram acc

So yes ,bye