Hijab- A right choice.

4-Reality

Anabia's POV:-

"Bye and take care.Asfand gari zyada tezz na chalana or mujhay call krdena teeno jab ghar phncho ge acha na" I said as I was standing out of the car.

I leaned in and said it to them.Asfand was right behind my back.

"Tell me if you need me?If anything's wrong."He said,his words so concerned.

"I'm alright Asfand.Just go or drive carefully okay"I said pushing him from his back towards the car and he turned around and rubbed my hand.

"Take care"He said and went towards the car. I also went towards the gate.

As i went inside I looked towards mum and dad's room.It was still lighted.I looked at my watch and witout a second thought I ran towards their room.Omg! mom Dad!! I shouted as I reached their room.

I was thinking that maybe mom or dad met an accident or something but when I reached the room I saw dad was walking here and their with a head constantly moving from left to right as if denying something.

Mom was on the bed sitting at the corner.Bhiyaa was also walking with Dad and Sara was standing there freaked out.

They all turned towards me.Bhaiyaa came foward as he was gesturing me not to come in but Dad said Anna come here.

"Yes Dad?" I went towards him.

"Beta when will your result will be out?"He asked and I sighed.

"Two weeks Dad"

"Phr Agay studies ka kia irada hai?"He said.

"Ummm! I looked towards mum and before I could say anything Bhaiyaa said."Papa is ko England behjna hai further studies ke lye.Ye yahan rahi to pagal ho jaye gi or me ye bilkul nae dekhna chahta"He said looking towards mama.

"Sara bhi yahin parh rahi hai.jab bari wali nahi gayi to ham chohti ko kyoun bhejain."Mama said.

I never thought that she still thinks like that.

"Mama ye mera apna decision tha yahan hi parhne ka iska Anna se kia link hai?"Sara said.

"Bass mene faisla kr lia hai Anabia ko parhne ke lye England behjna hai"Dad said in a cold voice.

"Meri aik shart hai phr."Mom said slipping the last card.

"G mama bolen" I said and what she said was enough to stumble on my legs.My Own Damn Legs.

"Wasif ka rishta aya hai iske lye or me chahti hoon ke jany se phle inki mangni ho phr ye jaye."Mom said.

"Har gizz! Ainda ye baat apne moun se maat nikalna.Me us Jahil se kabhi bhi apni beti ka rishta nahi karun ga.Ainda kabhi bhi nahi ye baat na bolna."Dad just said at the top of his lungs.His face was all flushed with anger.

"Jab Sara ka rishta apne Ashaz se kia tha mene kuch kaha tha?Or kami kia hai mere chaand jese bhanje me?Itna Ameer hai,Tamam jaidaad ka iklota waris hai,MBA ki degree hai uske pass,Itni bari firm ko chala raha hai." Mom said as she don't know anything about him.

"Acha to tumhy siraf is baat ka masla hai ke Sara ki Shafi mere bhai ke ghar hui hai to me Anabia ko Quraban kr doon tumhari behan ke bete per.Uske tamam qartoot pata hain mujhy.Kis tarhan wo drugs wale case me Ander hua tha or phr us case ko pese ke damm per daba ker usy bahar behj dia gaya, kese uski degrees Per pani ki tehan pesa bahaya gaya hai.Me kuch nahi janta hoon kia? Batao? Bolo? Me apni beti ko Qurban kr doon." Dad was now sitting on the Sofa, Sara went for glass of water because he was so mich angry rn.