Broken desires

15: does she even care?

15

As soon as she reached Maham's house, Moomal and Rabia got surrounded by their cousins ​, and since that moment, she has been spending time with them even had their lunch together with them separate from the old generation.

Now she was sitting with all the girls in Maham's room, looking at their maayoon dresses.

"You know, when Aunty asked Maham how many days she wants to sit in Mayun, what did she answer ...?" Razia Bhabhi, who was the wife of Ameen, Maham's elder brother, said pointing at Maham.

"What..." Moomal asked with interest.

"I said I want to sit for seven days in Mayon, happy...!" Maham told herself before Razia Bhabhi could answer, and there was no shame on her face. Instead, she was smiling proudly.

"Seven days....!? In May...! have you gone mad....!!" Moomal, who before coming here, was unaware of the date of the Mayoon function, after hearing this news, looked at Maham like she has two horns on her head.

"Why are you so surprised...? It's not like I am going to sit outside in the sun. I Will be sitting here in the AC, no problem, but think how much fun these seven days you all will have! You guys got extra days for fun!" she said looking very proud of her idea.

"So chill, No worries, honey. You guys just have fun. "Maham, while defending herself, tempted them by showing them the other side of the picture. And Moomal also started thinking about it and then a smile spread on her lips.

"That's right, the function of the mayoon and mehndi are on the same day, isn't it...? Or has it also changed...?" this time Rabia asked.

"No, these two functions are on the same day..." Razia Bhabhi informed them smiling. Moomal breathed a sigh of relief.

Moomal was intently looking at Maham's smiling face.

her every action, her every smile showed how happy she's feeling about this wedding,

It's been just one and a half months since she got married to Huzaifa, did she look this happy at her nikkah...?

Like every girl. She too had her desires, her wishes related to her marriage, she never said it, but she wanted the big wedding ceremony for her marriage.

But In the circumstances in which she got married, all her desires were lost somewhere...

"Well, leave it at that. Tell me, what color will you wear in Mayon...?" At Razia sister-in-law's question, the topic changed in a second.

* * * * * *

Later that evening, in the courtyard, the girls spread out a large carpet to sit and started singing all the new and old wedding songs.

In the midst of all this, Moomal completely forgot her grief and rejoiced in the joy of Maham. Anyway, She cares more about her family than herself.

And on the other side was Huzaifa, his mood had deteriorated since the time of day.

Many people had congratulated him for his sudden marriage but they had also informed him about the aftermath of his marriage. after hearing all this, his hatred for her paternal family has tremendously increased.

Later that evening when all the male cousins ​​had formed a separate group and were sitting in the same courtyard, his eyes were constantly wandering on the smiling face of poor Moomal.

Even after coming here, she had no idea about his anger towards her. and this ignorance of her was burning his heart to ashes even more.

And now watching her smiling in such a playful way, he was so upset with her that just to make her upset, he wanted to stand up and shout at her in front of everyone that he would never let her have any contact with her paternal family.

He knew it was his selfish thinking, but he could not control his anger. He was suddenly feeling helpless.

In his mind, he can still remember her longing eyes as she was looking at her uncle's house, particularly that Zayn.

Why can't she just forget about them?!

she has spent her whole life away from these people, so why does she still want to belong to them...?

He was kind of sure that she doesn't like Zayn, because if she did, she might have somehow persuaded her mother to marry her to Zayn, if not her mother, at least to him she would have mentioned it, but instead, she married him.

Even after knowing all of this, he could not stop himself from feeling restless. There was a storm of fire Raging inside his chest.

These emotions were too raw and intense, and to his irritation, he was unable to even understand them.

was it probably because Moomal never relied on anyone else except him? and never had such a close friendship with any other cousin.

She has always been a little cautious around her other male cousins.

From childhood, he had seen only his reflection in Moomal's eyes. He knew how important he was in her life. But now that she knows that Huzaifa doesn't want her to have any relationship with her paternal uncle or Zayn, she still doesn't want to break up her relationship with them.

Now his opinion, his decision does not matter to Moomal...?!

"What are you thinking...?" Ahmar asked in a light voice looking at his serious face.

Huzaifa shook his head without looking at him, but now he had looked away from Moomal and tried to focus on the people sitting in front of him.

"But it looks like your oil ship has sunk," Ahmar said at his refusal, but once again Huzaifa said nothing and looked at Abrar who was telling the stories of the naval forces.

But after a while, as before, he again glanced at her who was now wholeheartedly laughing at something.

She's looking very happy...

And beautiful...

* * * * * * * * * * *

Due to a large number of guests, his aunt had only two rooms for the new generation, one for the boys and the other for girls, thus the newly married couples also had to sleep separately.

Huzaifa, who was thinking about, how to tell her his decision regarding her uncle's family, After this arrangement, could only see her going to Maham's room with her cousins.

Thus, Hazifah's whole day passed without any interaction with her, and not only today but all the time until the day of Mayun, he was unable to find her anywhere alone.

And one day when he was sitting in the courtyard in the evening drinking tea with Abrar, He expressed his grievance directly.

"When all the elders can get their own separate rooms, why can't we!? How could they throw us in the room with the other boys...!" His attitude was no less than that of the Nawabs.

"Because we are not in a hotel. And there are only four of us in the room, not the whole family." Abrar said, sipping his tea comfortably. There was a soft smile on his lips. By the look of it, he was having a lot of fun here.