The next day I woke up and had a quick shower. I didn't even notice that I slept this much. I guess I was tired. I could see my eyes red and puffy because of yesterday. I got dressed in a simple white jhora and left my face bare of anything. I picked my phone from the nightstand and headed downstairs.
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(hayas suit😊) The hussle bustle of the house could be heard from the stairs. I'm so excited, shiza apis wedding events are starting from tomorrow. I can't wait to have fun. My favorite part is the food of course.
(What.... I'm a foodie OK... Don't judge 😉)
I decended the stairs and my face immediately lit up seeing my amazing phupo.
"phupooo" I squealed and ran towards her and hugged her tightly. "meri bacchi" she said while caressing my head.
Mama and tayi ammi were just shaking their head while smiling. "Zain kahan hai phupo, pagal kahin dikh nhi rha" I said looking around to find my best friend. "a raha hai, kuch Saman la rha hai Gary sy, tum yahan ao" she told me and patted the seat beside her.
I immediately sat there and started blabbering about everything and anything.
Mama, tayi ammi and shiza api soon joined us and I started teasing her to no end.
"api hmy milny to ayen gy na ...pta chala lrki sasural ja ky bhen ko hi bhool Jaye." I said teasingly and continued "nahi Mera kehny ka mtlb hai ky..." I was saying when the voice I know by heart reached my ears, I looked over my shoulder.
I ran and jumped in the arms of my bestest friend. "zaaiiiinnn nichy utar mujhy badtameezz" he didn't pay any attention to what I was saying and continued twirling me around.
As I was laughing the familiar face of Mustafa came in front of zain and me.
I was still in zains arms. Mustafas jaw was clenched, hands fisted and you could see the glare from the other side of the world.
"niche utaro usy Zain" he said to him who immediately put me on my feet again and tried hiding behind me. "sorry bhai jaan" he said to him. Mustafa gave a knowing look to me that meant come-meet-me-now but I'm not doing what he says. Bhar main jayen.
We all had breakfast and the whole time Faris bhai, zain me and shiza api were having a great time. Zain and I were catching up on a few things when he whispered lowly in my ear "Hayaa.... Mujhy Lgta hai ky Mustafa bhai Mera ktl plan kr rhy hai." "hain? Kya mtlb?" I asked genuinely curios to know why he said that. "yaar jb ka main Aya hun na mere taraf ese ghoor rhy hain jasy Maine pta nhi unki sbsy kimty cheez chura li." he told me and pointed toward the pillar where Mr jerk was standing.
I looked to the direction and lowered them immediately. Baba came in the living room with Taya abbu and upon seeing us asked" tum log abhi shopping nhi gy? " ja hi rhy thy baba jaan, baki sb ka wait kr rhy thy apko to pta hi hai na apki begun Kitna time lgati hain" I responded to him with a smile. They both chuckled. Taya abbu kissed the crown of my head. " Mustafa beta aap wahan kiun khry hain...ayen aap bhi bhetiye, itny time baad wapis ayen hain hmsy bhi thory baat cheet krlyn... Yan abh bhi kaam hi krna hai aapko" baba said to him who smiled politely. "assalam o alikum baba, chachoo." "w/salam beta."and then they started talking so I took zains hand and went towards the car in which we were going to the mall.
" wesy aleeza ko nhi btaya abhi mene ky tum aye ho... "I said sitting on the hood of the car. Zains ears visibly turned pink upon hearing aleezas name. Yup they like each other. " Haya ki bchii tujhe aur koi kaam nhi savaye mujhy tng krny ky? " he Sai whining like little baby. " wese yeh to bta, rishta kb ly ky Jana hai?" "Yar mama Baba sy baat krny sy drr LG Rh hai, ek to mama mujhe roz roz lrkion ki pictures dikhaty rehty hain... Pehle rehan bhai ki to shadi kr ly..." "Han yaar yeh hmary ghr ky lrky shadi kiun nhi krna chahty...." I whined.
"Mustafa bhai ki sbsy pehly honi chahiye....sbsy bhary hain wo" listening to that sentence I stiffened. I changed the topic back to something else.
Everyone sat in the car and I sat in the front seat. "Haya apni tayi ammi ko bhetny do agy" mama said in a strict manner
"shabnum meri bcchi ko agy bhetny do tumhy kya msla hai" tayi ammi took my side. Yay.
"wese Gary kon chala rha hai?" I asked the ladies. But instead of hearing their voice someone else answered while eying me up and down. "main" Don't blush, don't blush. I blushed.
A smirk formed on his stupid handsome face seeing my red cheeks.
"tayi ammi koi baat nhi aap a jayen agy" I said trying to somehow get out from the front seat while the man on my right looked amused by my doings. "Haya yaar abh to sb bhet gy hain... Agy hi bheto." shiza api whined. The whole ride to the mall I could see him stealing glances at me and I swear my cheeks were never this red.
Zain got a call from his university saying that there were a few documents he needed to submit so he left meanwhile we were shopping.
Mustafa pov:
After receiving an important call I headed towards the shop where everyone was. "beta yeh haya boht dyr lga rhi hai, changing room main hai, hum log food court ja rhy hain tum usy ly ky a jana." chachi said to me. "jee chaci aap jaen main ly ky Ata hun usy" she nodded and left with the rest.
I walked to the changing rooms and stood outside the one she was in.
My mood was off since last night but it's gotten worse since that Zain came. Hr waqt chipka rehta hai meri haya ky saath. Yes "meri", wo meri thy aur Mery hi hamesha rhy gy.
Last night my heart broke into a million pieces seeing her tear covered face.
And it was all my fault.... I know how much she suffered... And the only person she thought she could trust left without saying anything.
But I couldn't do anything...i couldn't get any closer to her knowing that I could never have her...
Flashback:
I entered my parents room with a nervousness that I hadn't felt since college days. "assalam o alikum mama, baba" "w/Salam beta, ao bheto,koi kaam Tha?" asked my mother in gentle voice. "jee mama, humny darasal aap dopo sy baat krny thy." despite my fast beating heart I put on a blank face. "jee Mustafa, bolein" said baba keeping the book he was reading a few seconds ago on the nightstand.
"humy koi psand hai" I said looking at my hands. "sch!!!" my mother exclaimed getting exited at the news but babas face was blank. "Kaun psnd hai aapko" he asked. "haya" "Haya?" "jee baba, aur hm chaty hain ky hmari engagement ho Jaye."
" aap apny hosh main to hain Mustafa!!!" he got up and marched towards me.
"yeh kya keh rha hai aamna...." "Ali aap pehly bethyn phir baat krty hain" my mom tried calming him.
"Ali aghr apko is baat ki fiqr hai ky Mustafa usy 10 saal bhara hai to apko ussy zyada acchy Tarah pta hai ky yeh koi valid wajah nhi hai uski baat na suny ki. Hm apsy 9 saal choty hain"
"aisa nhi hai... Mustafa aur wo bilkul bhi nhi alike, personality vise. Tum hr waqt kaam main lgy rhty ho aur wo boht nazuk bcchi hai... Main nhi chalta ky usy koi msla ho."
" yeh rishta nhi ho skta" and that was an order.
"jee baba, jaise ap kahen." I stood up with a heavy heart and before leaving I turned around and said "baba, wo jo Dubai wala project hai usko hum sambhal Lyn gy..." I turned to my mother and continued "....mama aap mery packing krny main thory mdat krdyn please." The next day I was gone.
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