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CHAPTER#15
Hafsa's POV
"just give me 5 minutes, I need to talk something with my parents then we can leave"
Zafar nodded and I went behind ammi to her room. I really need to talk this to my parents no matter what!
"our daughter is so big now that she wants to talk something important to us"
Ammi and abba sat beside each other on the bed while I sat on the sofa facing them.
I took a deep breath
"I've been asking about this to you for a long time but both of you have avoided it but now I can't afford it"
Both of them looked at each other with a questioning look.
"I don't want to know my memories, I need them" I continued "how good it is to sit with an old friend and talk, how amazing I feel when zafar tells me about his childhood and whatever he has done." my parents had a very blank look by now "each and every person on this earth may it be you, or you," I said pointing at ammi first and then at abba "we all need happiness and I can't find it because I don't know what I've done in my childhood and.....and most importantly I don't know my precious times with you both, with samreen. In all of the photos samreen is alone. Where am I as her elser sister? Where am I as your daughter? I seriously don't know how I looked and who I was back then and it's not normal!" I stopped because I was out of breath with all that saying.
They both again looked at each other and then at me with the most blank look on their faces.
"I need my memories now ammi abba! I need them" I said
"why do you always take up this topic when you know that we don't have anything to say you" ammi said
"what do you mean by 'nothing to say'? I spent my childhood with you! You don't have any memories with me?"
"no" she said blankly. The tears were on the brink of my eyes about to fall. I looked at my father for him to say anything but he just looked at me with cold eyes. "you don't have any memories with me?" I said almost whispering
"I think you should leave" abba said still looking into my eyes. This time he didn't care about the tears which were falling profusely from my eyes.
I wiped my eyes, got up and burst out of the room. I ran down the stairs.
"let's go" I said to zafar and ran to the car.
I tried so hard not let those tears fall off.
Zafar didn't look at me, it seemed his mood was not ok and so wasn't mine. As soon as he unlocked the car I opened the door and sat in, taking a deep breath.
"uncle and auntie didn't come out, I wanted to say them goodbye"
I didn't say anything. My mind was fully occupied by the conversation I had a few minutes ago.
"hafsa? You are crying?" oh no these tears didn't stop themselves by coming out. He leaned towards me.
"are you ok?"
I just nodded.
"no you aren't"
"I am... Let's just go"
"wanna have ice cream?" he wants me to have ice cream in such a situation! But what if he really wants..."ok" I just whispered.
I only looked forward at the streets and cars driving and observing how our life is also driving in the same way and it won't stay at a single place for a long time unless we stop just like how a car is.
Suddenly he stopped his car. I looked at my side from the window to see it was a restaurant. "come" he said and I just followed him like a small child.
We sat on a table which was in a corner of a room and attached to the wall.
"what would you like to have sir?" the waiter asked.
"we would just like an ice cream"
"flavor?"
"hafsa tell which flavor do you wanna have?"
I wasn't in a mood to have ice cream but I had to say something because I didn't want zafar to be upset because of me.
"chocolate" I said finally
"chocolate for her and pistachio for me"
"ok sir, it will be here in a minute" the waiter said and left.
I was just staring at my hands.
"what happened? tell me" zafar said leaning towards me. "you were so happy and cheerful when we went at your parents' house but you are so upset now.....I can't see you upset like this, tell me what happened?" I blankly looked at him, just then the waiter came.
"sir, this is pistachio for you and chocolate for you" he said keeping the cups of ice creams which had three scoops in maximum. I started poking the ice cream with my spoon when zafar said "hafsa? tell me" I kept looking down "I'll tell you at home" I said which was almost a whisper.
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Zafar's POV
She went behind her mother to her room to talk something.I sat on the sofa and took out my to see whether there were any important messages or not and yes! there was a message from Abrar.
'bro where are you? It's been days keeping sadiq like this!'
'I'll come, visit tomorrow so just hold on till then'
'ok'
I looked here and there to pass my time. Samreen was also probably in her room because she was nowhere to be found.
Just then hafsa came down, storming.
"let's go" she said and burst out of the house. I waited for uncle and auntie to come down so that I'll wish them byes but they didn't come so I also headed out. As soon as I unlocked the car, she opened the door and sat in. She didn't seem normal. Something was wrong.....
"uncle and auntie didn't come out, I wanted to say them goodbye" I said as I really wanted to greet them bye as they are manners you know! But hafsa didn't reply. I looked at her to see few tears falling from her eyes! Oh no what happened to her?!
"hafsa? You are crying? are you ok?"
And she JUST nodded! Man I am freaking out!!
"no you aren't" I said
"I am... Let's just go" she said.
I really didn't want to see her like this, I mean she is such a cheerful girl and now she is so sad....I can't look at her like this! I wanted to do something to cheer her up.
"wanna have ice cream?"
She looked up and then again looked down. "ok" she whispered
I smiled and kept on driving. Hafsa was just looking out randomly with the most blank look.
I halted my car at the nearest restaurant. "come" I said to her.
I wanted us to sit at a table where most of the people don't like, that is, where we can have the most privacy so I chose the table which was in a corner, attached to the wall.
"what would you like to have sir?" the waiter was already there.
"we would just like an ice cream"
"flavor?"
"hafsa tell which flavor do you wanna have?" I asked her.
"chocolate" she said after a moment of silence
"chocolate for her and pistachio for me" I ordered
"ok sir, it will be here in a minute" he left finally so that I can talk to her hafsa.
"what happened? tell me, you were so happy and cheerful when we went at your parents' house but you are so upset now.....I can't see you upset like this, tell me what happened?" there was no reaction on Hafsa's face.
"sir, this is pistachio for you and chocolate for you" the waiter brought our ice creams already!
Hafsa wasn't at all having any reaction. Neither she was having a happy look nor she was atleast crying like she always does when she is upset or angry or like that....she was poking her ice cream?! I grew worried about her.
"hafsa? tell me" I stressed her.
"I'll tell you at home" she finally said which can be only heard by her and me.
She slowly and slowly ate her ice cream and now it was time to leave. I paid the bill and held Hafsa's hand in mine and walked up to the car.
The whole drive only had silence...