Chapter 4...Angry Hulk
Maham's POV
"Have a safe flight." Baba drops me at the airport.
"Take care of yourself please."
After a week of thinking I decide to pay one last visit to Mr. Rahaman. This decision might disappointment me again but I've to try out my luck.
This is the second time I'm stepping forward to Ammi's dream, once again with a trembling hope of coming true. It's Ammi who taught me to never give up and Baba taught me to stay positive even in the worst situation. They've been the greatest parents ever. I wish Bhai was here to give me encouragement. My ill fate never stays satisfied with happiness and it showers with sufferings. Without anymore delay I sit inside the plane for another visit to New Delhi.
Arriving at Chacha's place after the long journey, I freshen up and eat some foods as I've been starving. I can't eat plane food - I don't like the taste. There is no better food than home made dishes. Finishing eating, I help Chachi in the kitchen whilst we've a good conversation. I can feel she is trying to say me something but she is hesitating.
"What's the matter? Just spill out already. You never feel hesitated before." I encourage.
"Mahru aab tujhse kiya chupani. (Mahru I'm not hiding anything from you.) I'm just concerned about Raiza." She says. "Yesterday I called her maths teacher as her exams are getting closer. But he said..."
"What?" I frown.
"She hasn't attended classes from the past two days. I asked her about it she said that she was busy other classes. But I'm not convinced. I think she is hiding something. I don't know what to do." She sit down on a chair and starts to wash the dishes. "I haven't spoken to your Chacha about it yet. You know na how angry he can get."
"Let it be I'll wash them." I take the plates from her. "I'll talk to her about it. You don't take tension please."
"Thank you beta." She kisses my forehead before leaving the kitchen.
Washing all the dishes and keeping them in place I come near Raiza's room I find the door already open and a faint sound of sobbing hit my eardrums. Pushing the door open, I see her standing at balcony. She's talking to someone over the phone and trying to suppress her sobs. I close the door once I'm in the room and walk to her.
"P-please d-don't g-go." She hardly speaks a word.
I put my hand on her shoulder. She jumps in surprise and turns back slowly. Seeing me she hugs tightly, breaking down. I try to console her but her weeping never stops. I let her calm down herself. After a good ten minutes or so her stops. I free myself from her embrace. Taking inside I make her sit on the bed while I pour a glass of water. She drinks a few sips and stares down the glass in her hand.
Sitting beside her, I run my finger on her hair. "Wanna share."
"He's leaving and I can't stop him." Another drop of tears fall down.
"Where?" I softly ask.
"His elder brother is sending him to London for continuing his law studies there." She mumbles.
"That's a good news. Why are you crying then?"
I take the glass from her hand and keep it back on the side table of her bed. I know she isn't crying for the news of his departure. There is something else that is bothering her. I don't want to push her if she don't want to share any further. Her botheration isn't only causing distress to her but also Chachi. I want to ask her about her reasons behind skipping classes. I just can't figure out the way of approaching her on this topic.
"I'm chuffed hearing he got admission at Oxford University. I'm worried our relation would be effected by his departure. Distance isn't a good thing into relationships. Moreover, he is going miles away from me." Her voice is trembling. "W-what if he meet someone new there?"
I hear her silently, trying to understand her cause. I don't know much about relationships so that I can advice her. But I know at least if your partner loves you truly, distance can't break you apart.
"Love which is pure never fades away even if the heart stops beating. I'll love you always and forever." His words rings in my mind, reminding me how it felt to be loved unconditionally.
Ay Maula what am I thinking?
Jerking off thoughts of that despicable person, I grab her hands and place them on my lap. I'm not the best person to advice her on this chapter of her life but I need her to understand that her being disturbed won't benefit her nor him.
"Raiza, you need to accept this. Look he is going for a better future not only for his but also yours." She turns to me with broken eyes. "I can't even imagine your pain of letting him go away but he's gonna come back for you. You both love each other right? So let him go and wait for him to return."
Wiping her tears I comfort her. She again hugs me being lost in her own world. "Appi you're right. But the fear of losing him for good is killing and I don't know how to deal with it."
"Have faith in Allah." I say. "Now enough crying. Raiza Chachi is very upset with you because you lied to her. Don't miss your classes, you've exams ahead."
"I didn't miss classes on purpose. I went to met him. I'm sorry" She sadly replies.
I sleep with her tonight as she is already so doleful. Right now she needs someone beside her. Sharing sorrows with someone doesn't reduce the pain but it does feels light enough to carry on with it. I'm happy that she shared her sufferings with me. She seems less disturbed now or may be she is pretending to be okay - like we all do until we convince ourselves that this is the reality.
This one emotion or feeling - love. This is something has diversify definitions and explanations. From the beginning of this universe love exists. Humans can't live without it. Even when the love is with you, yet loneliness never leaves you alone at times.
Strange isn't it?
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The next morning comes with the sun hiding behind the veil of fog covering the sky, turning it into a gray lifeless scenario. The winter is near. After Fajr prayer, I take a quick shower.
"Shuba Bakhair. (Good morning)" Chachi greets.
"Shuba Bakhair. What are you making for breakfast?" I ask.
"Parathas, your favorite."
I laugh in joy. She is the best. Helping her frying the parathas, I set the table. It's eight in the morning yet there is no sign of Raiza coming out of her room. I wonder what she is doing. Her strange behavior hasn't gone unnoticed by anyone. I guess Chacha has also noticed it. I give my best to cover up for her but how long can I help her? I know she is going through stress but she hasn't lost her love. When will this girl ever act maturely? Excusing myself, I go to her room to check on her.
She is already wake up, which I'm relieved about. But she's sitting idly on her with her phone in hand, staring still at it. Her gloomy face is rather evident.
"Staring at the phone won't stop him from going." I state.
"I know." She breathe out.
"Look Raiza I know you're upset but have faith in your love. Everything will be fine. Now I don't want you sulking face anymore. Or else I'd stop talking to you." I threaten.
Dragging her out her room, we've breakfast together. Chacha is long gone for office and Chachi is gone to school, leaving us alone in the house. I forgot to them them about my visit to RAR Enterprise today so I dial Chachi to inform her before leaving.
"Raiza you sure you'll be alright staying back alone here? You can come with me. I'll have a company too." I request.
"I think I'll come with you. Beside I've no class today."
Getting ready we both march out. She calls an Uber which drives us to the company. By 11 o'clock we reach our destination. I pay the driver before coming out of the car.
"Um Appi, if you don't mind can go and visit him? I'll be back with in an hour, please." She pleads.
"Is this why you came with me?" I narrow my eyes at her.
"No no Appi, I swear I got his message just a few minutes ago. If you don't believe me you can check my phone." She offers her phone.
"No need. Remember one hour only." I raise my index finger.
She hugs me being joyous. I enter the same sandstone white lobby where the same man greets me with the same warm smile. He gives me the same visitor card and I take the same elevator pressing the button of twenty-seventh floor. Before I'd could step inside the elevator I stumble of my own feet, my left chapal (Flat sandals) has broke.
What is it with me and stumbling inside this building?
Taking the broken sandal along with the good one I keep it in my bag, wrapping them well in a plastic bag, which I always carry for emergencies like this. No one would notice my feet, would they? My abaya is long enough to hide my bare feet. I just hope the meeting goes well.
The tong sound announces my arrival at the same floor from where I walked out with heavy heart last time.
"Miss Qazi." Priya comes to me with the same pretty smile.
"Assalamu Alaikum Priya. How are you?" I say.
"I'm good but sir's mo..."
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"
A loud shout follows by a massive sound of breaking something, may be a glass - shaking up the entire floor. I jerk up in bewilderment, my heart beats faster.
"Mood is extremely sour today." She completes her interrupted sentence in a whispering tone.
"I can see that." I mumble.
His cabin opens with a sudden motion, a girl runs out with tears flowing down her cheeks. Priya goes to her in in order to console. I feel really bad for that poor girl. She is miserably shaking and trying to stop herself yet failing.
I ponder, why his mood is so tempered. Seeing the girl in this state causing me to tremble internally.
Allah! Why I choose this day to meet him? Luckily Raiza didn't come with me or else she'd be frightened badly.
Would it be a good idea to enter the angry hulk's cabin?
It'd be wise to run away, wouldn't be?
Ahh!
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What would Mahru do now?
Will she leave?
Will she stay and meet the hulk?
How will the hulk react?
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