𝗣𝗲𝗵𝗹𝗲 𝗣𝘆𝗮𝗿 𝗞𝗮 𝗣𝗲𝗵𝗹𝗮 𝗚𝗮𝗺

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Tamanna quickly ran behind him to apologize to him for her rude behaviour, but Ruslaan was already downstairs, and seeing his enraged face. Everyone stood up, and asked him - "Kya hua?"

"Kuch Nahi." He said in a low voice, and walked out of the house without turning back to look at Tamanna's guilty face.

Nagma glared at her daughter, and asked her - "Kya kaha tumne use aisa ki woh itna ruth kar chala gaya?"

"Hum toh sirf normal baat chit kar rahe the Ammi." Tamanna replied to her meekly.

"Acha? Toh fir woh itne gusse me kyun dikh raha tha?" Nagma questioned her in a stern voice, and Tasneem said softly - "Jane do nagma...Ruslaan ko waise bhi har baat pe muh fulane ki aadat hai, kal subah tak theek ho jayega woh."

"Maaf kijiyega mujhe Tasneem Chachi...lekin mera koi iraada nahi tha unhe hurt karne ka." Tamanna said with a worried face, and Nagma seethed in anger. She has been tolerating her uncivil behaviour with that poor guy since childhood, but now She is a grown up girl, she should know how to respect that person with whom she is going to spend her whole life.

"Khair...koi baat nahi, ab hum chalte hai, kal subah Azlan aanewala hai...toh sab taiyariyaan bhi karni hai." Tasneem said with a sweet smile, and for the first time Tamanna didn't feel elated at the mention of Azlan, she was thinking about Ruslaan, and feeling ashamed of herself for telling him that he means nothing to her.

At the main door, again the elders stop to discuss something, and then after a brief conversation. Tasneem and Fawad went away, and Nagma glared at Tamanna angrily before going inside her bedroom.

• In Ruslaan's Bedroom - Ruslaan gently unlocked the door, and walked inside with a lifeless face. He tried very hard to control his anger, his frustration for being called as Bhaijaan, but he failed miserably. He harshly threw away the perfume bottle, watch, chairs, books, and everything which could be seen around him. He wasn't in his senses, he was hiding his feelings from her since childhood. How long will he keep them closed in his heart? How long will it take Tamanna to realise that he loves her crazily? He screamed out her name in extreme fury, and collapsed down on the floor the next moment. He slowly plastered his head on the wall, and cried senselessly while thinking about his Tamanna. He can't live without her, he wants her, he wants her to accept him, he wants her to show her rights to him, and tell him to change his habits of getting angry on a small topic. He wants her to be there with him when he needs her.

"Kyu Allah? Kyu? Jis ladki se maine bachpan se itni shiddat se pyaar kiya hai...woh ladki ke liye main kuch bhi nahi hoon? Kya kami hai aisi mujh me jo Tamanna ko main pasand nahi aata? Main uske liye khud ko badalne ke liye bhi taiyar hoon...lekin woh ek baar keh toh de kam se kam, din raat uski khushiyon ke liye duaye mangta hoon...nahi chahta main use dukhi karna, lekin uske bachpane ke saamne main apna control kho deta hoon."

"Ammi kuch bhi sochti hai, jo ladki mujhe apna dost tak nahi manti...woh bhala mujhe apne shouhar ke roop me kaise apnayegi?" Ruslaan said with a painful smile, and tears flew out of his eyes in a careless way. He pressed his damp lips harshly against each other, and rewinds the scene of their childhood.

| • Flashback • |

Ruslaan was sitting alone on the staircase of their home. He was watching his brother laughing with her lady-love, and he clenched his fist in fury. Azlan was teaching her how to ride a cycle, and Tamanna was looking innocently cute with two ponytails on her head, she gave a sweet smile, and tried to peddle the cycle.

Tasneem called Azlan to complete his home-work, and he ran inside to fetch his books and compass box. Tamanna was left alone on the cycle, she endeavoured to ride smoothly, but accidentally she lost her balance, and fell down on the ground with thud. Ruslaan immediately came to assist her, and stared at her injured elbow, and forehead with compassion, she had got a tiny patch on her head, and the blood was slightly pushing out of her skin.

𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗷𝘂जहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें