Our Stubborn Souls (Goyan Kaka!)

Chapter 6

          Aslam's POV

   I just came back from Kd and yet even after so long of trying to get used to the news of my wedding it still seemed very foreign to me. I'm still yet to get used to the idea of being someone else's husband other than the one who had captured my heart. Other than the one whom I've dreamt of spending eternity with. I inhaled deeply as I pulled up outside our quarters. I came out of my car took my bags from the trunk and shut it then I slowly and lazily walked inside, to my surprise it was empty so I used my key and opened up the door and I dumped my bags on the floor and sluggishly fell upon my comfy bed. I was still in my camouflage uniform. I lay there thinking of my day when I saw a message from Abba asking me to come and see him.
  
    I took some fresh pairs of sweatpants and a navy blue v-neck shirt and proceeded to the bathroom to freshen up. After what felt like forever I was finally done.

    I had heard dreadful news, after the discussion I had with my father earlier. I was not expecting to hear such. It was one thing for me to be getting married to someone at least I could get a second wife but it is completely different situation for Islam to be also getting married, I was left utterly dumbfounded. I had no idea what to do.

    I walked outside near the patio and I stood there thinking of what I was supposed to do, I leaned on the hard wood and slowly slid down vehemently into the ground and there I sat unable to decipher the whole situation and tears where treating to spill out. I didn't know when or how I crawled up with my head between my knees and and uncontrollably tears began to spill instantaneously and without control I was subbing. After a while I was sure my eyes where now puffy and red and my cries subsided.

    And then suddenly I looked up my eyes meeting with the two beautiful pair of eyes I've longed for, at first she was taken aback but then a sigh of recognition escaped her pink lips. Realizing the condition I was and not wanting her to see me in it, I quickly laid my head down in shame.
  
     "Yaya Aslam?" She called and I kept my head down.
     I didn't look up but u could see her take a seat on the ground next to me from the corner of my eye. I clenched my hands tightly seeing the tear that dropped from her left eye, I was strangling with everything within me not to wipe ot away. We sat for a while in silence yet enjoying the comfort of each others company.

     "Congrats." I blurted out breaking the silence at which she chuckled and replied "same goes to u too."

    "So!" She trailed off and I turned my head a bit to the side to look at her. "Are u happy?" I asked consciously. She gave a bitter smile "I don't know are u?" "No I'm not, not one bit. I never wanted to but you know I don't really have a choice, I couldn't say no to dad and especially can't say no to grandma." I told her honestly.
    "Yeah well me neither, but do u like someone else? Is that why you are heart broken?" She asked curiously and I nodded slightly. And she muttered a silent "oh."
 
   I brought my head completely up settling down on the floor adjusting myself so that I could seat properly with one hand on my knee and the other laid on the floor holding my weight up to keep me in balance. "Maybe we should just run away, together." I said gauging her reaction and she burst into laughter and I smiled. "That sounds like something I would say." She said between her laugh and I chuckled.
    "At least I made u laugh." I say to her.
    "Yeah you did, and I wish I could cheer u up the same way, but I don't know what to say." She confessed.

    "It's ok, your presence is enough for me. Thank u, I needed a friendly moment and you were there for me. Thanks princess." I told her and she replied with a smile.