To The Straight Path.

Chapter 65.

Umar had a huge grin plastered on his face as Eira was asleep with her head on his shoulder her one hand was wrapped around bicep and another intertwined with his fingers.

It was around 9 pm and they still had an hour left to reach back, Eira was so tired that she didn't even realised when she slept on him.

He intertwined their fingers and slightly gave the support to her head with the side of his face. He never thought these beautiful days like a fairytale will ever come back in his life.

He was gently caressing the back of her hand with the pad of his thumb trying to feel that soft texture of her skin. That little warmth of her skin was warming his heart.

"Umar, how did you find her again?" Imaad finally asked unable to maintain the silence.

"She was living there from past 3 years."

"Why was she living there? Why didn't she tried to come to you? What did she do all these years?"

"I didn't ask her." He replied casually, he was speaking in a low voice as to not distrub his sleeping tigress.

"You didn't? Umar how can you not question her? Is she the same girl you loved or are you again imagining her as someone else. Are you sure about this?"

"Never was so sure." He replied ignoring all the previous sentences, he didn't want to answer anything.

Eira moved a little and opened her eyes, it took her a moment to register everything and she immediately sat straight, she glanced at Umar but looked the other way as his eyes were already fixed on her.

He smirked at her cuteness but didn't stopped caressing her hand.

"We will reach in less than an hour, are you tired?" He informed and asked looking keenly at her.

"I'm fine." She mumbled softly.

"Imaad park the car to a nearby restaurant, she might be hungry." Imam Hamza spoke for the first time in the past 3 hours of journey.

"No no I'm fine thank you." Eira immediately spoke.

"Are you sure?" Umar asked this time as he totally forgot about this, they didn't even had lunch because of the preparation.

"Yeah, I'm not hungry." She replied in a soft voice.

"Still, it's dinner time." Imam Hamza spoke again and Imaad nodded.

Eira looked at Umar and he was already looking at her with a soft smile on his face. He was still trying to believe that she was by his side.

She wanted to say something but his intense gaze was giving her butterflies and she felt like mute unable to utter a single word.

He raised his eyebrow asking her silently what was she thinking about but she just shook her head and he smirked looking at her getting nervous.

Imaad parked the car in the parking lot of a resturant and they all got down but Eira was rooted at her place, she immediately held Umar's arm before he step out from the car.

"What's wrong love?" He asked.

"I'm not hungry."

"But I am." He tried to make her feel better.

"Then I will sit here."

"Accompany me love."

"But." she stopped herself in between.

"What's the matter Eira?" He cupped her face. "Talk to me." His voice was giving her assurance.

"What if they get to know about my whereabouts or what if they come after you? Umar, I can't risk your life because of me." She was clearly scared and her eyes were the proof.