A SPARKLE OF TRUE LOVE..

*CHAPTER 35*

I beheld the lovely rosebower face,
that eye and lamp ... of all brightness,
That altar before which the soul prostrates,
... that gladness and place of security. "

- Mevlana RUMI
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The sun shone over the horizon depicting it's golden glow silently flowing the city with its bright bands.

The curtains were closed covering  the room under its layers,allowing just a shade of saffron across the room

Hair clipped high ,discarded shawl around the chair and me  ruining my once neat study, as I searched for my lost things under the huge pile of books.

I never find things when I need them !!.

"Api"  Ameera emerged from the door

."hmm"

"can  can we talk please?"she inquired reluctant

I gazed at her contemplating what to answer

"Ameera give me some more time please and than we will talk".I answered seeing her face fell but it seemed hard to dwell in the agony again

There was no I doubt I adored by baby sister but my trust was shattered rather harshly and I avoided every link going back to it although my curiosity at the sudden change of mummy provoked me to ask many times but my uncertainties always got better of me delaying the talk when ever I tried to initiate it.

"Umar Bhai will be  coming today" she informed

" Oh Okay" I nodded as she left the room with my saddened heart of not listening to her defence.

Umar  didn't return home after that night he assured  my parents that he has some work and will be living in a hotel due to the distance .but I knew it wasn't the case

Nonetheless his high profile wasn't even affected a bit but grew even stronger in front of my parents not to mention when ever he comes he is treated no less than a Prince by carrying out his every demand by my mother and Ameera who are clearly on his side while Rayyan and baba are neutral .

It is far superior to my thinking that what he has done to be the middle of attraction for everyone,the minute he enters the house the calls from granny ,phuphee and some other relatives never seize making me question many unanswered thoughts

But what irritates me the most is his still smug attitude not being slight ashamed of his acts and being my mother's star.

He offends  me by his chosen ways

"Rayyan where did you kept my stapler" I inquired searching on his desk.

"What stapler,whose stapler ,I am innocent" he answered dramatically

"Don't tell me you lost it."

"No no I promise you it's in this house" he nodded

"I didn't knew that! thank you"

"Today we will be going to sheikh zayed masjid "Rayyan sang changing the topic

"Wow really" I said surprised

I loved going there

"Yup Amir's family will be coming there to"he said with a mouthful making me cringe at him while he shamelessly grinned

"Hmm" I hummed thinking of different poosibiltues taking place

"I see you are in a good mood now so  the hidden truth is  your stapler is dead but don't worry I buried it deep inside the dustbin #Rip the pink stapler he was a good buddy" Rayyan spoke