VENGEANCE

Marriage?

-+-Point out any mistakes, so I can fix them-+-

“Don't be too happy, This isn't the end of us.” Khizr stared at her intently, before completing his words, “We still have 3 months”.

Amal realised what he meant and nodded, she had nearly forgotten about this 3 months condition. Just as she was about to shut the door, he stopped her once again and handed her a phone. Amal stared confused, “What is this?”
She questioned.

“A phone” Khizr replied back dryly. Amal rolled her eyes at his words, which seemed to have been noticed by Khizr. “You did that today, never do it again.”  He added as he clenched his jaw in spite, eyes glued at Amal.

Amal gulped and nodded slightly, well aware of Khizr’s mood swing and anger.Just as she was about to close the door, a question engulfed her mind. “Are you not going to warn me against revealing anything about you to my father?” Amal questioned, suspicious of how calmly he was dropping her off.She expected a list of lessons and serious warnings from him before her let her out, but he did not do any of this.It only increased Amal’s suspicion.

“No” Khizr smiled, his dimples that had been hiding were put on display, and his eyes hinted at devilry. This was the first time she had seen him smile this beautifully to the point his dimples were at a display. It only raised her suspicions, she couldn’t understand if this was a smile, smirk or his way of mocking her?

Or maybe all three?

Amal closed the door in his face in frustration at the chaos that had just unwinded in her mind after seeing his smile, she would only know his games as the future unfolds.

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“Mamu!” Badr squealed in excitement running towards Khizr when he entered the house.Khizr carried and engulfed him in a big hug when Badr reached near him. Badr slapped himself on his forehead in forgetfulness before he gave his salaam to Khizr, who replied back with a chuckle.

“Assalam alaykum, Aj kese apko hmare ghareeb gaah ki yaad aa gyi?” Yazid came into the living room dressed in his work attire, the usual white shirt and black trousers with his blazer resting on his arms.

[What brought you to my penurious residence after years?]

(or something like this😭 better translations would be appreciated lol)

Khizr replied to his salaam before adding, “Bas, raasta yaad aa gaya tha.” Yazid rolled his eyes at his response before he pointed his hands towards the sofa, and Khizr gladly sat down with Badr in his lap.

[Nothing much, the address crossed my mind so I thought of paying a visit.]

“Go and have your breakfast, Badr.” Yazid ordered Badr who was indulged in a playful fight with Khizr.He ran away from the room after whispering something in Khizr’s ears, right after hearing his father’s words. Khizr handed that in his hand to Yazid, who started swifting through it.

They didn’t realise how much time they had spent discussing business until Khizr checked his phone, which displayed half past eight.It was normal for them to lose grasp of time when discussing their work, as business was something they both had great interest in.But today, he constantly felt like there was something else that required his attention more than his work.Everything was well-set under his strict observation.Every possible obstruction had been eliminated, all that was left was to wait and see everything fall into place.

Every minute seemed heavy to him nowadays, he had been waiting for 10 years for this. Every day, the wait was getting harder.

“Khizr?” Yazid called out when he felt his friend wasn’t paying any heed to his words.Khizr broke out of his haze as he raised his eyebrows at Yazid in question.