Date:19 November, 2017
Sorry for the late update. I don't get enough time due to college. Plus, Days in autumn are too short. My winter vacations will start from 11th december in sha allah and after that, there will be frequent updates....Promise!
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Amaan, Haya and Amreen had decided to hide the whole scenario of abduction from their families. But, one look at Amaan's face and their families extorted even the paltry detail of their sweet venture.
"And you didn't even cared to call the police?" Ibrahim directed towards Amreen
"There was no need. We had him. Involving police would have just complicated the matter"
"What do you think you are? Batman?" Sabreena assented
"No. Nameer was with us. So it was fine"
"So is Nameer Batman?"
"What is with you and Batman?" Amreen frowned.
"You kids wouldn't have even cared to mention all this to us if it wasn't for Amaan's bruised face. What if something more terrible than this might have happened?" Ibrahim accosted
Realizing that his sister was being attacked by both of his parents, Amaan decided to hop in the matter "But nothing wrong happened Dad. Can't we just drop this now?"
After bit more of scoldings and censures towards Nadir, they had finally let go of the topic and Amaan retired to his room. He checked his phone to see Haya's text flashed on screen.
'Sorry for today. Get well soon! You don't look handsome with bruised face :) '
The whole day flashed in his mind
Haya's promise to him
The punches and the kicks
And
Haya about to sign the papers
He glanced at the text one more time before keeping the phone aside without bothering to reply and succumbed to sleep
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The next day, Haya sat in the balcony attached to her room with the book she was reading. Her eyes flickered to her phone every now and then, waiting for any text or call from Amaan. She had called him too many times to keep the count and even texted him but he hadn't bothered to answer. This increased her level of frustration. Samreen had left after apologizing, which Haya didn't accepted. She needed time and the conversation went way too bitter.
"I am Sorry Haya" Samreen had said
"I know you are but i don't care"
"I comprehend your behaviour and i know i deserve this. I am leaving"
"I am glad"
But Haya wasn't really glad. She felt sick. Trusting someone is like leaving a part of yourself as hostage and when the trust is broken, that part dies with it and leaves us broken in ways noone can comprehend. Had she not trusted Samreen, she wouldn't have been this much disheartened. The damage Samreen had caused was way beyond recovery and no forgiveness could cure it. But she knew she had to forgive her some day for her own sanity which she was losing because of Samreen as well as Amaan.
"I have been finding you all around the house" Zayer's voice interrupted Haya's agonizing thoughts and she looked behind to find him standing there.
"No you weren't or you would have found me earlier"
Zayer smiled and walking towards her, he sat beside her.
"Thinking about yesterday?"
"No. Just some....things"
"Like what?"
"Like...umm....lies and betrayals" She answered, recalling Samreen
"What about lies and betrayals?"
"I don't like when people lie to me"
"Noone likes that"
"But still people do lie and betray"
"Who are you referring to Haya?" Zayer asked in worried voice
"Noone in particular. Just generally"
"What if hiding the truth is the only option?"
"There is never an only option. You always have options to choose. You just need to change the perspective towards the situation and create options"
"And what if truth is bitter?"
"Truth may be bitter than bitter but at the end, its better to know the truth and live in reality, rather than living in illusion"
This statement dragged Zayer into pondering. He loved Haya more than she had clue of. He didn't wanted to lose her but the way things were going, he was in severe danger of ruining his relationship with her
"What's with the face?" Haya asked as the frown was etched on Zayer's face.
On Haya's question, he quickly straightened himself.
"Nothing. Just...Anyway, How is Amaan doing?" Asked Zayer
"I don't know" Haya scowled
"You didn't talked to him?"
"He isn't receiving my calls"
"Then go and visit him. Check if he is fine" Zayer suggested
"Should i?"
"Yes. Why not?"
"I don't know. I thought maybe it won't be right" Haya shrugged her shoulders
"Its completely fine"
"Ok then i will go and meet him later"
"Which book are you reading?" Zayer asked, shifting to another topic
"Eleven minutes"
"By paulo?"
"Yes. You read books?"
"Not much"
And with that, they started discussing about books and then shifted to many more topics until it was time for Asr prayer.
Zayer left for mosque while Haya prayed at home and as decided, she left to meet Amaan after praying
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Haya pressed the door bell and after few seconds, Amreen's cheerful voice greeted her
"Salam!" She exclaimed
"Walaikumsalam" Haya greeted back
"Where is everyone else?" Haya asked as she walked into empty living room.
"Well...Dad is at office. Mom is out for walk and Bhai is upstairs. Dad advised him to rest today" Amreen replied
"I called Amaan so many times. Is he alright?"
"Yeah he is fine. He is upstairs in his room. Why don't you meet him?"
"Why do you think i am here?" Haya answered and was about to leave but stopped again "How is Nameer?" She asked
"He is good" Amreen replied
"Its gonna be fine" Haya answered, sensing her uneasiness.
"Hope so" muttered Amreen
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Haya slowly opened the door of his room and peeked her head inside to find him on his bed reading a.....book? That was weird! Her eyes landed on his cell phone which was lying beside him. Scowling, She fully opened the door and glared at him. Amaan, who by now was engorsed in book sensed her presence and stared back at her. She walked towards him and lifted his phone.
"You know this technology is amazing. You can talk to people who are far away from you. And when someone sends you message..." She said and then tried to open the phone but it was locked
"Open it" she ordered
Amaan silently obliged and unlocked his phone.
"So i was saying when someone sends you message like this." She pointed towards her messages "you reply by typing here" she pointed towards the reply bar
"And if someone wants to hear your voice, that person calls you like i did infinity times" Haya bawled and threw his phone back on bed.
"Thank you" this was all Amaan answered
"What is the matter with you?" Haya frowned.
Amaan sighed and put the book aside. Getting out of his bed, he stood right in front of Haya
"You were about to sign the papers"
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