Khizaan

Chapter 27

Important - I originally had stories for all the characters, but y'all may remember when I asked if I could focus solely on Hayder and Hyra, and y'all agreed. As a result, I decided to drop the stories of other characters. However, there were a few people interested in Sarim, Kubra, Rafey, and Uswa's stories, so that's why there are brief scenes involving them. But I've chosen to drop Dawar and Shahzaib's stories altogether. This means you may have some insight into what's happening in their lives, but I won't be writing full stories for them. 👉🏻👈🏻

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"Rafey, main yeh sab nahi kar sakti," Uswa replied, taking a hesitant step back from him.

(Rafey, I can't do this.)

"Kya sab?" Rafey asked, looking shocked.

(What can't you do?)

"Mujhe zyada sharmana warmana nahi ata, aap jante hain." Uswa said, turning away from him. "Yeh sharmana jhijhakna aur... aur mashriki larki wala behaviour, yeh sab nahi hoga mujhse." Putting her hand over the countertop, Uswa explained further.

(I can't be overly shy and reserved, you know that.)

(This timidity, hesitation, behaving like a traditional girl, it's not me.)

"What?"

"Hana, ab dekhiye, humari toh achhi khasi understanding haina, toh main kyu sharmau apse just because tareekh pakki ho gayi?" Uswa turned back towards him and asked in her usual loud voice.

(Yes, see, we have a good understanding, so why should I be shy just because we're getting engaged?)

"Mat sharmao fir..." Rafey's brows furrowed in confusion, as he replied in low tone, he still didn't quite understand her words.

(Don't be shy then...)

"Sachhi?" Uswa's eyes sparkled, as her lips bloomed into a huge smile. "Yeh hui na baat. Mummy ne toh kalse itni nasihat di ki puchiye mat, tang agayi thi main, ki kya ab main kuch bolu bhi na? Lekin ab theek hai." Happily, Uswa told him. And now, Rafey understood that Uswa's hesitation in the kitchen wasn't due to shyness, but because she was holding back her words because of Rabia's advice.

(Really?)

(That's it. Mummy gave me so much advice from yesterday that I was fed up, wondering if I should even speak. But now, it's fine.)

When realization dawned on Rafey, he burst into laughter.

"Kya hua?" Uswa didn't understand why he was suddenly laughing.

(What's so funny?)

"Nothing." He covered his mouth with his hand to control his laughter.

"Waise yeh ring bohot khoobsurat hai, mujhe pasand ayi, thank you." Uswa said, extending her hand to admire the sparkling diamond.

(By the way, this ring is very beautiful. I really liked it, thank you,)

"Achha ab jaye, mujhe yeh banane dein, mujhe bohot bhook lagi hai." Before Rafey could say something, Uswa dismisses him.

(Now, leave, let me cook. I'm really hungry.)

"Arey wah, yaha meri bhook pyas sab urh gayi aur tumhe khane ki parhi hai." Rafey teases her.

(Wow, all my nerves and hunger vanished here, and you're thinking about food.)

"Bhook pyas kyu urh gayi? Itni khushi ki baat hai, apko toh jashn manana chahiye." Uswa looked at him with confusion, and spoke up.