Leaving...Forever

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Shoving my bag in, I sat in and he started.

Shehry's POV

"Woh file haina tumhare paas?" Dad asked me.

I searched into the stack layin on top of me.

Me: "Nai. Mere paas nahin hai." I said still searching.

"Ghari wapis lelo." With that the driver took a u-turn to head back home.

I remember I left it in Areeba's room last night. She probably has it and maybe is looking for me. Making my way in the house, Maha and the kids were playing.

Me: "Maha teri Areeba api kidhar hai?"

"Woh toh gayi apne mama papa ke paas."

'She left? Why? Im afraid she left fore... No i gotta stop her.'

"But-" she was about to say something but I ran out the door.

"Shehry?" My dad yell-whispered but I kept running till I got to the street.

Stopping in the middle, looking at each direction, I thought where she could have gone.  Taxi or the station?

As far as I know, taxis dont go that far. Only trains can go. Yes. Yes she probably is going by train.

I quickly got into a rickshaw and prayed she hasn't gone yet.

Areeba's POV

Me: "Aur kitna raasta hai?" I asked the driver.

"Bas das minute." He replied and with that he turned on the radio. The music started slowly.

"Rabba mere ishq kisi ko aise na tarpaye haye...

dil ki baath rahe is dil mein..

hoton taq naa aaye... naa aaye.."

Picking up my purse, I searched for my phone and unlocked it - a picture of Shehry and I appeared on the screen. My eyes turned glassy and a tear fell and blinked away the rest.

"Tujhe yaad na meri aayi kisi se ab kya kehna...

Dil roya ke aankh bar aayi

Dil roye ke aankh bar aayi

Kisi se ab kya kehna..."

'I'm sorry Shehry, i'm sacrificing my happiness for your happiness. If I leave from here you'll get another happiness, maybe your happiness can belong in Malaika.'

"Tujhe har khushi dedi...

Labho ki hassi dedi...

Tune achi preet nibhayi

Tune achi preet nibhayi

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