Matters Of The Heart

11

"And also he is waiting for you downstairs" added ishan forcing a smile.
I took a pillow and whacked him on his head as he groaned getting up from the bed.
"Was I shouting that loud?" Questioned Aameen, "
"No, you were just whispering,"
Said qasif, throwing a pillow on his face.

"Get ready and come downstairs" i said,
we all went downstairs.

.........................

" Did you find out who wrote the letter?" Questioned ishan,
"No, chase is doing his work" I said and he nodded.
I glanced at the time to see, it's now thirty past nine,
As I made my way towards the car.

I had informed Ahmed uncle that I'll pick madiya, as I don't want to take any risk.
After I got that letter,
Opening the door of my car,
I heard chase calling my name.

"Sir, we got another letter" said chase,
Handing me the brown plain envelope.
Taking it, I read.

"Hey Mr Malik,
Hope your doing well,
Getting married already ha?,
Be careful. you don't know, when she'll get kidnapped.
_Mr, M"

"Who the heck is he?" I questioned
Hitting the headlight of my car.
As chase shook his head.
I took a deep in to calm myself,
" I need you to find out, ASAP" I ordered,
And he nodded.

.......................
Getting in the driver seat,
I inserted the key and stepped on the engine, as the car roared alive.

"I hope she is safe, who is Mr M now?,
Why does he want to take revenge from me,
I don't think this is Brayden's plan."

"Who is this mysterious person?"
I leaned my head on the seat,
As I clenched the staring wheel tightly in my hands.
Still wondering who this man could be.

"Why isn't he revealing his name?
What if he really kidnaps her?
No, no, he wouldn't dare to do that right?"
I assured myself, clearing the thought.

As i reached her house, I saw her coming out,
I eventually relaxed seeing her.
I got out of the car, and made my way towards her, who is still busy reading a book.

"Hii" I greeted, to which she abruptly moved, dropping the book from her hand .
I chuckled at her sudden expression,
while she glared at me and picked up the book.

"What are you doing here?" She questioned still glaring at me,
"Why do you always ask this question?" I questioned back,
"Because I don't want to see your face" she said.
Hurt reflected in my eyes and I stared at her.

"Get in the car, I'll drop you" I ordered Turning around,
"You are not my husband to order me" she whispered yelled.
"GET IN THE CAR, RIGHT NOW MADIYA"
I yelled, anger taking the best of me,
She flinched a little, but soon got seated in the car.

I took a deep breath in to calm myself,
And sat on driver seat, as we drove towards the college.

There was complete silence in the car,
As none of us spoke,
But I heard a sniffling sound,
I stopped the car abruptly and turned my head to see her eyes swollen.
My breath hitched seeing her cry.

"Why are you crying now?" I questioned,
"Is that even a question to ask? "She questioned back gritting her teeth,
"Yes it's a question to ask, because I don't know" I said,
"I am crying because of you,
You raised your voice at me" she said still sniffling.

"Ya Allah, give me strength to handle this girl", I mumbled softly to myself,
I glanced at her to see she is staring at me shocked.
"What?" I questioned,
" Who said you to handle me? Am I that bad?" She questioned, tears rolling down her cheeks,
Did I say that aloud?

"Meri jaan (my life) what's wrong with you today?" I questioned not understanding, why is she being moody today,
"How dare you ask me that zayyan?,
Nothing is wrong with me" she shouted on the top of her lungs,
I covered my ears.

"So now your getting irritated by my voice too?" She questioned and throwing the book on my face.
I rubbed my forehead, as she took another book from her bag to throw at me,
But I took hold of her hands.

"Put your book back in your bag" I said,
"Why?" She questioned griitting her teeth,
"Meri jaan, it hurts if you throw a book at my face" I said hoping she will put it back,
" That's good, I want you to get hurt" she said glaring at me.
I face palmed myself, not understanding how to handle her.

Suddenly realisation hit me,
That she's probably on her periods.
"Yes she is" said my subconscious mocking at me.
"Do you want an ice cream?" I questioned trying to divert her mind.
Now I am sure,
That she is on her periods, as her face lit up and big smile broke on her lips.

"Of course I want ice cream, let's go" she squealed,
I smiled shaking my head, and drove towards the ice cream parlor.

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