"Hoorain Mustafa" unn ladkiyo'n mein se nahi thi, Jo mohabbat mein khudko,  aur apne maa baap ki izzat ko bhula de'in
Mohabbat se uppar usne apne ma baap ki izzat rakhi thi, apni khuddari aur gairat rakhi thi.

Jisse koi "Zaryab Ali" badal nahi sakta,

Replacement banana chahta Tha ussey, iss baat se anjaan ki woh toh "Hoorain" ki first priority tha, maan Tha "Hoorain" ka Jo ab toot gaya

"Mamma, kuch nahi hua, seriously!" Hoorain didn't took her face out from her pillow and informed her mother

(Nothing happened.)

Ayeza was also adamant, sitting on bed, she was waiting for Hoorain to drop her careless act and tell her what she talked to Zaryab

"Hoori! Abhi utho, aur batao mujhe Kya hua?" Ayeza tap her head and said

(Get up and tell me what happened?)

"Mamma......" Which made Hoorain groaned

"Kamse Kam yeh toh Batao ki main Zayrah ko Kya kahu?"

(At least tell me what should I say to Zayrah?)

"Mana Kar dijiye."

(Refuse her.)

"Wajah?"

(Reason?)

"Wajah nahi puchengi." She has still not taken her head out from pillow while Ayeza was patiently  waiting for her reply

(She won't ask for reason.)

"Zaryab ne Kya kaha?" She softly caresses  Hoorain's hair and asked

(What did Zaryab said?)

There were many things which she didn't knew

One of them was that Hoorain could live without love, but not without her self-respect

"Mamma, leave me alone. Will you?" Hoorain finally turned to her mother, still laying and her eyes narrowed to her mother

"How can I leave you alone, I am worried about you, Hoorain." Ayeza's voice was filled with concern which made Hoorain feel bad, sitting up, she hugged her mother's side

"You don't have to. I'm fine! Please, mujhe akela chorh de'in." But she needed time alone, she needed time to control her feelings, she wanted to forget everything and be like before

(Just leave me alone, please.)

"Main kahi nahi ja rahi jab Tak tum mujhe sab bata nahi deti."

(I'm not going anywhere until you tell me everything.)

"Mat jaiye." Hoorain huffed and turned her face other side

(Don't go.)

"Nahi jaungi."

(I won't go.)

"Yahi Baithi rahiye."

(Then sit here.)

"Haan, yahi baithi rahungi."

(Yes, I'll sit here.)

"Mamma!" Which made Hoorain whined and Ayeza smiled

≤≥

Anabia's phone was continuously  ringing, she wasn't present in the room, Zabail who has just entered the room after taking shower, with her blue towel as turban on her head, another white towel in her hand as she was drying the droplets from her face, Anabia's phone cought her attention as she went to Anabia's bed and picked her phone

Mehrab this name was flashing on screen, shrugging it, she was about to place it back on bed when her screen turned off,

Zabail's eyes winded when she saw 14 missed calls from this Mehrab guy.

He again called her, this time, Zabail answered it, thinking it must be emergency otherwise no saint person calls more than two times if his calls aren't answered

"Hello!" Before he could say anything, Zabail said which froze his breath. This wasn't Anabia's voice. No, Anabia's voice was fiercy, and this voice was soft yet confident, chirpy and had hesitation

How can this soft voice had power to calm his racing heart which was in anxiety moment ago?

"Hello?" Her voice again came, and Mehrab feel like listening to her all day

"Hello! Is somebody there?" The anger visible in her voice made him clear his throat, as he sat up straight

"Hello! Can I speak to...."

"Zubi! Why did you answered my phone?" Before Zabail could hear what Mehrab was saying, the phone was snatched away from her ear by her sister,

This made Zabail irritated as she looked at her sister, but Anabia was looking at her phone to see with whom Zabail was talking

"Hello! Mehrab!" Taking the phone to her ear, Anabia talked to him while ignoring the dagger which Zabail was throwing at her

"Yeah! I'm sorry!.. actually that was my sister,...." Zabail removed the towel from her hair and hunged it on the chair of dresser while she picked her hair brush to brush her wet hair

While brushing her hair, she would time to time glance at Anabia through mirror

Her smiling, radiant face and her soft words were making Zabail curious

"Kon Tha?" As soon as Anabia disconnected the call, Zabail asked

(Who was he?)

"College mate." Anabia replied boredly, as she threw her phone on bed, and after it landed there, she also sat down

"He is in your class?"

"No, he is senior, he is Zaryab's classmate." Anabia winced on Zaryab's name

"He is Zaryab's friend?" Zabail was noticing every movement of Anabia through mirror

"Why it is bothering you?"

"Because that guy called you more than ten times aur unsey baat karte waqt apke daant nikle hue the." Turning to Anabia, Zabail mimicked her every words

(And your teeth were showing while talking to him.)

"It's nothing! Zyada apne dimag pe zor mat do." Anabia raised her eyes to look at Zabail then again looked at the floor, as of the tiles are more interesting than the conversation

(Don't bother your small mind.)

"If it's nothing, I still wanna know." Zabail put her hair brush down and went to her

"Hum bhi toh Jane humari behen ke Dil ka haal." Sitting beside Anabia on bed, Zabail continued

(I just want to know what's in your heart.)

"Hume khud pata chal Jaye humare Dil ka haal." This made Zabail confused

(Wish I knew what's in my heart.)

"Hoorain kehti Hai ki main selfish hoon, kyu? Kyunki hum Zaryab ki feelings jante the lekin phir bhi unhe use karte rahe." Anabia put her elbow on her thighs and her face in her hands

(Hoorain says I'm selfish, reason? Because I knew about Zaryab's feelings and used him.)

"Zaryab ki feelings?" Resting her chin in her hands, Anabia looked at Zabail on her question

(Zaryab's feelings?)

"Aisa Hoorain kehti thi ki Zaryab hume pasand karte hain. Balki Hoorain yeh bhi chahti thi ki... Hum bhi Zaryab ko pasand Kare jabki humare Dil mein Zaryab ko leke waisi koi feelings thi hi nahi."

(Hoorain says that Zaryab likes me, and she wanted me to... To like him back, even though I don't have any feelings for Zaryab.)

"Waise yeh hum sab ko lagta Tha ki Zaryab apko pasand karte Hain." Zabail said

(We all thought Zaryab likes you.)

"But you all were wrong, Zaryab Hoorain ko pasand karta Hai."

(Zaryab likes Hoorain.)

"Are you jealous?" Zabail finally asked the question which she wanted to ask

"Of what?"

"Of the fact that Zaryab doesn't love you." They are sisters, they have grown up together, knows each other's deepest secrets, won't Zabail understand her nature

Anabia has always been possessive of her things and people, she could never do sharing,

"I seriously don't care about Zaryab." Anabia could lie to her sister that she doesn't care. But, inside the depth of her heart, she knew she cares

Zaryab sending proposal for Hoorain hurted her ego more than she accepted

Anabia wasn't selfish, but she was self centered.

She wasn't in love with Zaryab. But she was in love with the thought of him loving her unconditionally

She won't admit, but she was indeed burning in jealousy with the thought of Zaryab moving on from her so easily

And Hoorain? Not once Anabia thought about her

≤≥≤≥≤≥

Thank you all for nominating tumse milke 💕💃

Short chapter?

Update Kar Diya yahi badi baat Hai.. otherwise from two days I don't feel like writing anything... Don't know why

Okay, anyway! Tell me your ship of this book and favorite character too 😁

-Ufaq

P. S. Don't know why I'm writing these Urdu/Hindi para in stories... But it seems fun.. so 😬.. if you don't want me to write them anymore then tell me, I'll stop