A girl with principle

Ch-31 A Girl Is In Love

"Please Haidar..."

"No way. I hate that men aur aaj main underground ho jaunga kyunki meri family mujhe bhi us manhoos admi ke ghar kheench kar le jayegi. Aur tujhe pata hai jab maine dad se kaha ke Shehriyar Hadi sharaab peeta hai to unhone seriously hi nahi liya kaha 'bade logon ke mein ye aam hota hai.'
I am going to go underground today because my family will also drag me there, at that wrenched men house and do you know when I told dad about him drinking, he didn't take it seriously he said 'it is common in rich people.'" Even though he was on the phone I can feel him rolling his eyes.

"Maine ye socha nahi. Par wo thik keh rahe hain wese.
I didn't think of that. He is right though." I thought.

"Shut up. Sharab sab ke liye haraam hai.
Alcohol is forbidden for everyone."

"Tumhen kyu itni fikr hai unki? Wo jo chaahe piye. Unki marzi. Tum itne obsessed kyu ho unse?
Why do you care so much for him? He drinks whatever he wants. His choice. Why are you so obsessed about him?"

"I am not a bit obsessed with him. And I don't care about him I care about my family and...you."

I kept silent. My hearbeat fastened. "Uhh...to tum aaoge na wahan?
So...you're coming right?"

"No."

"Haan, tum aa rahe ho bass. Please Haidar, Ammi mujhe zabardasti le kar jayengi wahan aur tumhare bagair main bore ho jaungi.
Yes, you are coming that's it. Please Haidar, mom will forcefully drag me there and I'll be bored without you."

"To unhen mana kar do. Main nahi jaa sakta.
Then say no. I cant go."

"Meri nahi sunengi wo.
She won't listen to me."

"Whatever. Main nahi jaunga to nahi jaunga.
I won't go, then I won't."

"Haidar please, please, please."

"Okay."

"Okay? Nahi tum jhoot bol rahe ho. Tum nahi aaoge.
Okay? No. You're lying. You won't come"

"Tumhe kaise pata ke main jhoot bol raha hoon?
How do you know that I am lying?"

"Mujhe pata hai, tumne jaldi se bas keh diya thik hai, mera muh band karwane ke liye. Agar tumhe sach me jaana hota to tum kabhi directly haan nahi bolte tum kehte ke 'dekhunga' ya kehte-
I know, you instantly said 'okay ' to shut my mouth, If you really agreed to go you will never say directly 'okay' You would say 'I'll see' or you would say-"

"Okay, shut up." He shouted and declined the call.

Jerk.

Ya allah, I hope he shows up.

* * *

I was on my way to dad's shop and I was in a hurry. Dad left earlier in the morning said he has some work . I decided to write a quick message to Haidar before I reach .

"Dekho, main shehriyar Hadi ke ghar jaa rahi hoon. Bevda, tumhara dushman, bigda hua ameerzaada.
Look, I am going to Shehriyar Hadi's house, the alcoholic, the bastard, a rich spoiled person. So I must need you there."

I smiled as I dug my phone inside my bag. Haidar's voice echoing in my mind when he curses Shehriyar Hadi, he looks cute when he do that, though.

I was about to enter in the shop but Suddenly, I bumped into someone."Ouch" I clutched my nose.

My eyes widened when my eyes landed on Shehriyar Hadi.

What is he doing here?

Omg, what if he told dad about us?