Pyar Ki Love Story | Short Stories | 1st Book |

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Tanzeel decided to talk to her brother Khawar first, Khawar also didn't saw any problem in it. Rohail is the son of his sister he thought what would be better then knowing his daughter will be in safe hands

Khawar talked to Yawer and asked for his advise

The only advise Yawer gave was to talk to Roshni first

"Papa woh....." Roshni's face showing distress when Khawar told her about it

(Papa I....)

"Kya hua beta? Agar apko Rohail nahi pasand toh koi baat nahi," Khawar lovingly told his daughter while holding her hand

(What happened? If you don't like Rohail then it's okay, no one will force you,)

"Kya aap iss rishte se khush hai?" Roshni can clearly see the happiness on his face, softly she aske

(Are you happy with it)

"khush se zyada main mutmain hoon yeh soch ke aap apni hi phupi ke hi Ghar jayengi aur woh apka nanihal bhi Hai aur waha sab apko bohot khush rakhenge,... Lekin ussey zyada mere important hai apki Khushi aur razamandi,"

(I'm really happy knowing you will be happy with Rohail, but happiness is more important so whatever will be you decision I'll be happy with it,)

"Can I think about it," didn't know what to say Roshni asked for some time

"Kyu nahi," Khawar said, before leaving he kissed her forehead and closed the door of her room

(Why not,)

Rohail! His face came in her mind, she never saw him that much only on dinners or sometimes breakfasts

"Jo apko theek lage," that was Rohail's answer with a smile on his face that can clearly say he is happy with the decision

(Whatever is your answer,)

The sound of alarm ruined her sleep, shutting it down she turned to other side but when sweet fragrance hit her nose, her eyes opened slowly

She saw a bowl was placed on her side table with motiyo ke phool she picked it took it near her nose to smell it an smile came on her face, she again place it back on the table

Affan never let her touched the flowers even when she came to stay here and asked him nicely but no, he never let her touched it

Making gajra of the flower she wore it, she was looking beautiful in white churidaar with red dupatta

When she entered the living room both Khawar and Yawer praised her but her eyes searched for the person whom has placed the flower in her room and for his compliment but couldn't find him anywhere

By the time evening came she got irritate and changed her dress, she wasn't in the habit of wearing churidaar in home, she is more comfortable in salwar kameez so she wore it

"Itna time to pehle Kabhi nahi lagay office se aney mein," angrily she mumbled and thought he is doing this intentionally, picking her phone she turned her favorite radio station it was already time for Hamza's show

(He never took this much time to return from office,)

"And now our favorite RJ Hamza is going to sing a song for us," the other rj on radio said

"kiska rasta dekhe aye dil, aye saudayi
milo hai khamoshi, baraso hai tanhayi"

As Hamza hit the first note she felt a strange emotion in herself