Broken desires

17: Something is wrong

After the function, Moomal as usual overcame her wayward emotions and appeared in front of Huzaifa and everyone else as if nothing had happened.

There were still a few days left in Maham's wedding and in those days Moomal turned her full attention to Maham because she knew that after her friend's wedding she would have little time to spend with her. And she doesn't want to waste these precious moments on her grief.

But in the meantime, she heard the news that her uncle's health had suddenly deteriorated, forcing him to be rushed to hospital. This news had increased her anxiety and worry.

She was desperate to see him, but no one in the house, even mentioned that she should go there to see her uncle, which meant, no one wanted her to go visit her uncle.

But with each passing day, she began to hear more and more about his bad health, which made things worse. But She couldn't even dare to mention it to Huzaifa or her mother.

And one of the reasons for this was that her uncle might refuse to meet her, after which the two families would not have any chance to reconcile. On the contrary, things will get worse.

Instead of enjoying,  Her days were passing contemplating about her decision of what's she going to do. . . ?

Listen to her heart that was anxious to see her uncle or her mind. . ? Which was warning her of any bad consequences.

And as usual, her heart won this battle. And at three o'clock in the daytime, the day before Maham's wedding, when everyone was talking about arrangements and all other things, Moomal took a big chadar(scarf) and told her mother that she was going to her childhood friend's house who lives in their neighborhood, and left the house.

when she left the house Every step she took made her suffer mentally, but she was constantly reminding herself that she was not doing anything wrong, but going to ask about her uncle's well-being.

And the reason she lied at home was that she didn't know if her uncle would let her into the house or not. God forbids, if really something happened like that, at least none of Huzaifa or her grandfather will know about it.

Thinking about all this, she was passing between the houses. On the way, the women of the village who were passing by saw her passing by and kept inviting her to come to their house, but she smiled and apologized to everyone and kept walking towards her uncle's house.

Five minutes later, her heartbeat quickened at the sight of her destination, as if she was doing something forbidden.

She did not understand her condition. she has been coming to this house often since childhood, so why is this house feeling so strange to her today? why was she feeling this anxious with every step she took.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she did not even notice the car passing by, and quietly walked towards the house.

After many seconds of hesitation, She finally rang the bell.

she heard the sound of someone's footsteps coming from inside. And a little while later a servant boy opened the door, who has been working in this house since childhood with his mother.

"You're here. come in. I'll call Zayn brother now.!" before She could say anything. The boy left the door open and ran inside.

Moomal sighed and entered the house by herself.

Seeing the familiar courtyard of the house, her earlier nervousness had subsided a little, and a calm smile took its place. she had been coming to this house since childhood, which is in no way inferior to her grandfather's mansion-like house.

Built-in an old and new style, this house gave a strange comfortable feeling, it is the house of her father, where her father was born, where her mother became a daughter-in-law, and where she spent some part of her childhood with her father.

Wrapping the chadar around her tightly, she entered the living room with silent footsteps.

She did not see anyone in the house, except that servant boy.

Has Uncle Ghulam Ali's health deteriorated again...?

she was suddenly overwhelmed by this fear.

She hastily moved towards her uncle's room, but in a few steps, she bumped against Zayn who was coming towards her.

"Zayn...! Where is Uncle ...?" as soon as She saw Zayn, She asked anxiously, but Zayn didn't say anything instead he looked engrossed in his world.

She followed his gaze towards his chest,  and there She saw both Her hands-on Zayn's chest. and at the same time, she also felt the scorching grip of his hands on her forearms.

Without wasting a single second She abruptly took a step back, as if struck by an electric shock.

But because of her abrupt action, the traces of dejection became clear on his earlier emotionless face.

"Zayn. Where's uncle...?" She asked softly lowering her gaze.

But her avoidance has angered him to no end.

"Do You hate me so much that you can't even look at me...?!!" Zayn asked in a strangely soft tone, embarrassing her so much that she just wanted to run away from him.

Does he think she hates him....?

Moomal looked up at him without hesitation and tried to clear up his misunderstanding, but before she could say anything, Zayn spoke again.

"Kareem! Take Moomal in the drawing-room, I'll come after informing Baba about her." Zayn said to the boy standing behind him who had opened the door for her before.

She was surprised at his order of sending her to the drawing-room.

She looked at him with questioning eyes. But unlike him, she could not express her displeasure with words because his distant behavior prevented her from saying anything.

And Moomal was not the only one who was surprised by Zayn's order, but Kareem, who was standing there, was also looking at Zayn with confused eyes.

Kareem wanted to say something, but as soon as he saw his warning glare, he gulped in fear and headed for the drawing-room. Even Moomal, who was also afraid of Zayn's anger, followed Kareem without saying anything.

Zayn was watching her go. But this time instead of pain there was a smile on his handsome face.

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Kareem left Moomal in the drawing-room, Moomal sat on the sofa and began to look around.

Before today, she had only seen this room once or twice, otherwise, this room is only open for the important guests.

She never thought that one day She would be sitting in this room as a guest.

A sad smile touched her lips.

She was engulfed in her grief when the sound of the door opening jolt her out of her thoughts and she looked in that direction.

But instead of her Uncle, she saw Zayn who had already entered the room.

Moomal looked behind him to see if her uncle was standing behind Zayn, but Zayn turned around and closed the door.

"Zayn, where is Uncle ...?" Moomal Asked. But instead of answering her question, He stood silently in front of the door keeping his back towards her.

She didn't like it at all. She got up from her seat, but before she could say anything,  she heard the sound of the door being locked.