شرر Sharar

Forty-Four

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Jab mil jaye toh khak barabar
Rizq bhi, ishq bhi, naseeb bhi, raqeeb bhi.

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Their night ended very late, just before when the sky was about to spread luminous to the surface. They wouldn't have noticed the time if Kabir hadn't pointed it out. It is when they decided to depart from the backyard to their respective rooms.

Some were still energetic, and they have decided to crash into Ayla's room

They were, Shafaq, Rida, Nafeesa, and Mehnaaz

Ayat, who was not only physically exhausted but mentally too, decided to leave for her own room.

She wanted some time alone with herself. She wanted to figure out Hanan.

Ayat was still wearing her dark emerald plazo and blouse, but its pink shrug's knot was loose now, falling from her left shoulder. Her lipstick was smudged and her red eyes were burning because of holding tears.

Hair messily in a bun which maybe Shifa made them. She doesn't remember correctly, all night, her mind was busy with what Kriti said, and what Hanan did. She doesn't remember many things clearly that happened this evening.

Ayat has just turned on the light, and a silent shriek almost left her mouth when saw someone on her bed.

It was Hanan, still in white kurta pajama, while his green waistcoat was thrown on the floor. He didn't react to the sudden light, maybe because his arm had covered his eyes, or maybe he was sleeping, as his chest was peacefully raising and falling.

While Ayat kept standing in the doorway, not knowing what to do.

And what he is doing in her room at this time? Did he come here to sleep? Her brows furrowed in confusion.

Closing the door after her, Ayat went to the bedside.

"Hanan!" She has only placed her hand on his shoulder which made him jerked up.

"Huh?" He alarmingly looked around. "Oh, it's you." When his eyes fall on Ayat, he said, his voice was throaty due to sleep and his red eyes showed how much tired he was.

"What are you doing in my room?" Asked Ayat, she was still leaning downward.

"I wanted to talk to you. Shaam se tum pareshaan lag rahi thi..." He has just opened his mouth when a yawn left his mouth, covering it with his hand, he completed his sentence.

(You look tense.)

"Iss waqt? Hanan, aap apne kamre mein jaiye." Standing up properly, Ayat point at the wall clock then told him.

(At this time? Hanan, go to your room.)

"Toh kya karu agar ab time mila? Puri shaam toh tum kisi na kisi ke sath thi, aur kal bhi yahi hoga. Aur mujhe tumse baat karni hai. Kya hua tumhe? Achanak se yun udas kyu ho gayi thi?" Hanan rubbed his eyes to vanish the sleep from them and again looked at Ayat.