---Hussain's POV---

"I'm so happy that I am finally going home today!" Aarti said excited.

"I'm happy as well," I said.

Ever since everything happen I'd always pray that she would wake up and I promised that when she did  I would work hard to make my marriage last.

We got everything packed & left. 

Once we got home I had told her to take rest in our room and then went and told everyone to take care of her if I had to go out for something. 

I was most likely going to tell them I can't make it. But there are things that are unavoidable. 

I went back into our room.

"Why are you up?" I asked.

"Pictures& memories," she said.

"Later, you rest right now." I said.

"Okay, but on one condition," she said.

"Woh kya?"I asked.

"You rest as well. You've been up as well," she said.

"Alright, whatever helps," I said.

I noticed after a while she was uncomfortable.

"Kya hua?" I asked.

"This pillow. It's uncomfortable, do you have another one? If not I can manage," she said.

"Here. Do this," I said. 

I put both of our pillows under her head.

"What about you?"  She asked.

"Don't worry about me. Are you comfortable?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Perfect,"I said. "Now get some rest."

"Okay,"  she said.