Last chapter was sad so I am publishing early for you all.
Hope you enjoy it!.
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Badar looks at her, "You should know that leaving a young child is dangerous these days".
She stands from her position wiping her tears looking at the child as she frowns, "That's not my child".
He frowns looking at the child, "She said she is yours".
"Ayesha, why are you here?". They heard a woman say as she holds the child, "I am sorry. She likes running away and I can't run as fast as her".
She watches the woman taking away the child while she turns to the man who turns around ready to leave.
"Your apology". She said crossing her hand over her chest as he turns around, "Is due".
"What apology?". He asked raising his eyebrows as the woman who do have the guts to ask one from him
Usually, with the scar on his face and a leg missing from his body is enough for people to be uninterested unless they want to hear his past experiences for their gossiping purpose.
"You accused me of not knowing how to handle a child". She said pointing to the girl who was leaving the cemetery, "And it wasn't even my child".
He shrugged using his clutches to turn to her properly and not even once did her eyes move down to his leg when most people would stare at it for long.
"It wasn't my fault that the child said she is yours". He stated narrowing his eyes at her wanting to scare her off
She huffed blowing her baby hair away from her face pointing her finger at him, "Yeh koi achi baat toh nahi k ek toh galti karo uper se aur drama shoro kar do". (This is not a good thing. That first you make a mistake and then do more drama)
"Drama kon kar raha hai nazar a raha hai". He said rolling his eyes (Anyone can see who is doing the drama)
"Jis ki ankhein sahi ho gi us ko toh sahi se nazar aye ga k tum kar rahy ho". (The one who can see properly will know it is you who is doing the drama)
"Yeh toh tumhari soch hai na aglay k fasle khud se kyun kar rahi ho?". (That is your thinking why are you making decisions for others)
"Meri marzi". (My wish)
"Toh meri bhi marzi hai k jao nahi layni maine koi maafi. Ja kar kisi aur se lo". (Then it's my wish that I don't want to ask for forgiveness. Go and ask from someone else)
"Mujhe umeed hai k agar kisi decent shakhs nae galti ki hoti, toh mujhe us se maafi ka khud kahta, mujhe nahi bolna parta". (I am sure if there is a decent man who did a mistake, he would have apologised on his own, I wouldn't have to ask him)
"Wese yeh maafi ka scene kia hai jo tum ittna pichy parhi ho tum mere?". (What's the deal with this apology drama that you are after me for?)
She throws her hand in the air frustrated, "Tumhara damag sahi honay wala hai lagta hai, umar k saath saath kum hota ja raha hai". (Your brain needs to be fixed. With age, it's starting to shrink)
"Aur tumhae ache doctor ki zarorat hai ache ilaaj k liye. Lagta hai umar k saath saath tumhara damag he nahi raha baaki". (And you need a good doctor for treatment for your brain. Because it seem with age your brain is not even there)
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The Tales of love- II
Short StoryThis is the second part of "The tales of love" continuing the short love stories. Published date: November 1, 2020