Exactly what I expected from her.
Maybe she needs some space. But she should at least answer the call. Doesn't she know how worried I am?
I've been thinking about my....daughter and wife. I wanted to tell Ayesha about it. I wanted to let her know. I want to talk to her about it.
But I don't know if she will be able to handle it. I don't want to give her another shock. She's already going through so much.
But I will talk to her about this. Sooner or later, I'll have to. We confessed our feelings for each other. So I guess she has the right to know. Either way, I want to tell her.
I'll wait for a bit longer. At least a week.
I was lost in my thoughts when I heard the phone ring. Reading the caller ID made my heart jump up and down. It was Ayesha.
I'm going to her house to pick up Ayesha. I know she's been very upset and I want to cheer her up, I want to comfort her and let her know everything will be fine. Everything happens for a reason.
There's a good reason behind everything. But we can't always see it. We should try to find positivity in everything.
I park the car in front of the main gate, and wait for her. She finally comes out after what feels like ages. Her eyes red and puffy, lips chapped and bags under her eyes.
She sits on the passenger seat.
"What have you done to yourself?" I ask, concerned.
"Nothing," She replies causally.
"Of course, you've done nothing," I reply sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
I drive towards a restaurant quietly. She asks me a thousand questions about where we are going but I don't reply.
"Where are you taking me? Are you planning to kill me?" She says, turning towards me and raising an eyebrow.
"No, silly. Since you've decided to starve yourself to death, I'm taking you to a restaurant," I say, smiling.
"No, I'm not starving myself. Its just that I'm not hungry," She replies, looking away.
"Yeah sure. You are still gonna eat," I tell, giving her a 'No arguments look'
"You can't order me around," She says, ignoring the look I gave her.
"Of course I can if it's about your health," I say, sternly.
I glanced at her face to see that she was extremely annoyed. I couldn't help but smile.
"Why are you smiling?," She says, looking down and frowning.
"Seeing you annoyed makes me smile," I grin.
"Shut up!" She groans and I laugh. Soon, she smiles a little but tries to hide it.
"I see that smileeee," I wink and she punches me playfully on my arm.
We couldn't find a place to park near the restaurant, so we had to walk. Not that I mind.
I look over to Ayesha.
She's lost in her own world. Something which she does a lot often.
I'm still wondering, if the guy who hit Hussain got caught. Ali told me something really peculiar the other day.
I follow Ali outside the hospital, he says that he wants to tell me something.
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[Completed][Might contain lots of grammatical errors. Read at your own risk] [Contains various sentences of the language 'Urdu' but translations are provided at the end] Description:- Ahmed Bilal, aged 24, lives in the city of Karachi. He works as a...