Broken desires

14: His Gift

14

Dressed in a white and pink suit, her loose hair looked like silk around her small face and shoulders. At that moment, it really felt like a sight to behold.

She had been sitting in that position for a long time, and the only person she could think of was the man who was so far away from her.

He has been away from home for a month. Last week he said he would be back in a week, but it looks like he is still very busy with his shooting.

When he called last night, Moomal wanted to ask him about his return, but after some thought, She did not ask him anything. Nor did Huzaifa himself say anything about it.

She's been feeling restless and lonely since this morning. And this was not the first time she had felt this way, but whenever Huzaifa goes away from home for so many days, she always felt like this, as if she's is alone in this big mansion.

She was still engrossed in her thoughts when someone pulled her hair lock, she cried in a light tone and lifted her face angrily and looked at her culprit, but the person she saw made her astonished in surprise, and the word she wanted to speak, couldn't come out of her mouth.

The person who made her restless and whose face she desperately wanted to see, After so many days, was standing in front of her eyes with his usually smiling face.

"Huzaifa...?! When did you come.?" But then, remembering what he had done, she glared at him angrily. "Why did you pull my hair ...?"

"Just now, and yes, I missed you too," Huzaifa said sarcastically, trying to tease her, but when Moomal heard this she forgot her anger and smiled wholeheartedly.

"Me too ...... why didn't you tell me that you are coming today,?"

"Because I knew my Girl is longing to see me so I wanted to surprise her," Huzaifa said smiling and once again lightly pulled her long hair lock and folded it around his finger, But this time at his action, she didn't say a word to stop him, nor was there a hint of anger on her face.

He called her his Girl.

Her heart was beating like crazy, and Her beautiful smile vanished into thin air.

"Come on, I don't know how many mosquitoes must be roaming here, and I don't want malaria." He grabbed her by the arm and took her inside before She could say anything.

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After dinner, they were sitting in Zareena Beghum's room, where Huzaifa gave them the gifts he bought from the north side.

Moomal was sitting quietly watching him make everyone happy. At this time he was resting his head on Zareena Beghum's lap and telling her about the beauty of Gilgit-Baltistan.

Zareena Begum was running her fingers through his hair and listening to his stories with loving and compassionate eyes. Her eyes were clearly showing how much she loves Huzaifa.

It wouldn't be wrong to say that her mother loves Huzaifa even more than her daughter Moomal. That's why he was her first choice.

Later that night, when they both came to their room, Moomal went straight to the bathroom, and when she came out, she found Huzaifa sitting on the couch waiting for her. He was holding a velvet box in his hand.

"It's for you. when I was shopping for everyone else I didn't know what to buy for you. but when I saw it, I liked it so much that I immediately bought it for you"

Moomal, who was holding the towel in her hand, first she hanged it on a hook in the corner, then turned to him, and took the velvet box from his hand and opened it.