Her Shaizaan (Slow Updates)

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Shaizaan POV

" She is orphan... How? I cannot believe it. " I asked BiJaan.

" Her mother died when she was young and her father died about 2 months ago. " BiJaan informed and I was taken aback.

" Just like me, she is orphan. "

" Yes. So, please take care of her. For me. Kinza and Qizra will be married soon. I will also visit my grand daughter and may not return for months. She will be all alone. She may need someone around for support. That someone can be you. " With that, BiJaan stood up and walked towards the kitchen to see if the cook brought all the items for dinner.

I was sad after knowing that. I felt guilty after knowing my brother needed me and I was not there for him. And the same feeling was arising in me for her. Maybe she needed someone around her too. Maybe I can help her because I know that phase.
But I cannot just talk to her like that about her parents. It will make her uncomfortable.
Maybe when she is ready, I'll talk to her.

I thought and walked upstairs.
I found her room door closed and sighed.
She needs rest.
I said to myself and walked towards my room, next to hers.

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Zahra POV

I woke up and looked at the dark sky visible from the window of the room.

It must be dinner time. I whispered to myself and looked at my mobile.

It's 12:23 AM. I slept for around 5 hours. I was shocked.

I am hungry. I groaned and walked outside the room.

Everyone is asleep. I should not make a sound.
Keeping that in my mind, I made an entrance to the kitchen and saw food kept in fridge. I looked at chicken fry in a bowl. I took few pieces on the plate and reheated it in microwave.
I peaked outside the kitchen and saw no one around.

Phhuuu! No one's awake.

I ate the fries while scrolling at my mobile.
After drinking a few sips of water. I looked at the fridge again. There was a milkshake in transparent glass. With a note below it.

" I know you might be hungry at night. The sweet element of your dinner is your favorite chocolate milkshake.
~Khala. "

I smiled. It was sealed with Zomato tape.

She must have ordered it. I said to myself.

I walked upstairs while drinking sips of milkshake in between. And thought to sit on terrace for a while.

I entered the terrace and saw Shaizaan sitting on the bean bag while eating cupcake.

I was about to leave when I heard,

" Please stay... " I turned to look at him.

He looked at me and pointed at the bean bag beside the table next to him.

I thought to go back to the room but stayed.

I sat on the bean bag and drank the milshake.

" Want some? " We both said at the same time.

" No Thank you. " Again the same time.

I smiled.

" I am sorry. " Shaizaan said.

" Sorry for what? " I asked while keeping the empty glass on the table between us.

" The evening incident... I am sorry for being rude. "

" It's okay. "

There was silence. The cool Breeze was sitting on my face. It was peaceful.

" May I ask what happened to your parents? " I asked while looking at him.

He sighed and looked at me.

" If you don't want to, it's okay... " I said.

" My mother had a natural death a year ago. My father died soon after due to cardiac arrest. And my brother suicided recently. "

" Ya Allah. "

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Shaizaan POV

" Ya Allah " I saw her. She started to mumble something and looked at me.

" Are you okay? " She asked looking at me. There was sadness in her eyes. She was pity for me.

" Yeah. "

" Then how come you are here? Your relatives... " I stopped her in middle of her sentence by saying,

" I am the only one alive from my family, Zahra. My mother's relatives died in accident. Her friend's children are my friends and they also suggested to start a new life from a new place. "

" Ohh... "

" This mansion also belongs to Abba. Abba and Chachu bought it together and gifted it to BiJaan. "

" Sweet... " I heard her say and looked at her. Her smile.
I didn't want to say more but thought to share it with her. I don't know why.

" There was an apartment we all used to live in. But I had to sell it to Goons because of my Abba's loan from them. "

" What? Goons? Omg... "

" Yeah. They were mentally torturing my father and my brother. My brother had to drop out of his favourite college. He stated to work at a hostel as receptionist. But those goons created a scene there and he was fired. It happened many times and that's why he suicided. " I controlled myself from crying.

" He must be alone... "

" Yeah. He didn't even called me. And when I asked about his studies, he said it's going great. My younger brother acted like a mature elder brother. If I had known this, he would have been alive. " I felt a year on my cheek. I wiped it quickly without her knowing.

I looked at her and saw her making dua with covering her head with the dupatta.

Ameen. I said in my heart.

I looked at her and she turned to look at me.

" I want revenge... I'll make a business better than them and will take revenge from every one who tortured my parents and my brother. " I said looking at her, in her eyes.

" Then focus on product not on revenge. When the product is built great, it will sell great. That will help you built a greater empire. " I heard her say with a sweet smile.

I looked at her. I smiled unknowingly.

Wait...
What are you doing, Heart? I asked myself as my heartbeats increased.

I felt something in her words. My heart reacted to it.
What is this feeling...?

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Iram Khan

28/03/2024