Jaan

Part 19- Suspicious

Adalina's POV.

As graduation came to an end, it was time for me to pack up my stuff and get ready to leave. The past month, I found another company to hire me as an intern and alhamdulillah everything went perfectly well. I'm glad about everything. Everything went as I planned. And, he didn't show up. I hate myself for immediately having set my hopes up that he would appear in my life out of nowhere like it said on the note.

But, like three years ago, I was very right. He was never the one for me. We are not for each other. I would rather hold my friends while they're having a hard time and smile through the pain. He would rather hold a gun and hurt other people for no reason. He doesn't care about other people's feelings. I'm sure he doesn't even know what actually loving someone is. I loved him like no other. All the boundaries that I had set went down after meeting this guy. He made me hate him so much and then desperately fall for him.

But despite all the hate and love I have for him, I am not able to forget him. His face flashes in my mind every two seconds. Why can't I just forget him completely? Why is it so hard to move on from him? Why are the memories only meant to stay and never to go forever?

I sighed as I placed my clothes in my suitcase. Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in" I knew it was Azaan.

"The flight is set for 9pm tonight" he said.

"Really? Wasn't it tomorrow morning?" I asked confused.

"All the flights were booked tomorrow morning and Ammi and Abbu can only make it to get us tomorrow morning so it's better if we take the last flight don't you think?" he explained.

"You're right, I'm almost done packing" I said.

"It's almost noon and you're still packing?" He asked laughing.

"Yeah because unlike you, I didn't just throw three things in my suitcase" I teased.

"Okay, okay my bad" he said in defeat.

"You know I'm always right anyway" I said glaring at him.

"Wooow!" he said exaggerating.

"Alright don't forget your passport, I'm going to get lunch" he said before leaving my room.

Gosh, I'll miss him. Although he annoys me most of the time. I was able to stay with him for three years and it felt great. To be able to spend time with my big brother, to see him every day, to annoy each other. The only people missing to complete everything were Ammi and Abbu. Regardless of that, I still enjoyed staying with him all this time.

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The next day, Azaan and I landed in the UK early morning. I was really tired from the jet lag but also because I wasn't able to sleep very well even if I was comfortable. He and I were searching for Ammi and Abbu for a while and saw them from afar waving at us smiling brightly. We waved back as I ran into my mother's arms first. Azaan joined and hugged my dad.

"Ah! Meri Jaan! Look at you all grown up!" My mother exclaimed almost tearing up. I missed my mom's warmth for so long. Then, I switched with Zayaan and hugged Abbu.

"Welcome back home meri jaan," he said caressing my back.

After the greetings and hugs, we made our way back home. Abbu decided to drive us all home. Half an hour later, we reached home and the familiar scent of homemade food and spices hit my nose. I was longing for this smell. Ammi Jaan had prepared a ton of traditional dishes that were all in the dining room. She forced my brother and me to at least try each one of the dishes she made before letting us go into our rooms.