In Dono Ki Kahani...

Chapter 35

SHEHRY'S POV:

"Chal Hussain..yeh bag mein le ja raha hun..tu baaki ke le aana" I instructed heading downstairs. Today we were also heading back to America. It had been two weeks since Anjal had left and since the last time we talked.

"Shehry beta aa gaye" Mama said spotting me. "Chalo naasta karlo" she said and I headed towards the table as Hussain came down.

He sat down next to me as we finished our breakfasts.

"Mama aapne kha liye ho toh chalein. Varna late ho jayenge" Hussain said to mom looking at his watch.

"Hana Han chalo" mom said washing her hands. And that's when we got up knowing this was goodbye.

"Jeethe raho beta" Sarfaraz's mom said to us as we bent down to her feet.

"Chalo Whatsapp pe baat kario teekhe" Sarfaraz's said to Hussain and I went in for a hug.

"Tu Whatsapp chod aur bas bhabhi ka dhyaan rakhio" I scolded him.

Then I walked over to Bhabhi. I guess she didn't know about me and Anjali...well we didn't tell them. So Bhabhi gave me one of those desperate caring looks.

"Bye" she said softly and I waved back. Just as I was about to turn around she grabbed my hand Sarfaraz's joined her. She looked to see that everyone was busy chatting. Then she spoke

"Anjali ko itna mat rulaya kar" she said. WHAT?!?! Mein usse rulata Hun?!?!

"Haan. Anjali ek bohot achi larki hai...aur sun phastee hai toh phasale" Sarfaraz said and I chuckled.

"Uski koi zaroorat nahin paregi" Hussain said coming from the back.

"Phas gayi hai already" Bhabhi continued his statement and I was shocked. My jaw dropped as I stared at Bhabhi for an answer. And she smirked.

"Shehry ek advice...kitchen mein kabhi apne pyaar ka izhaar maat karna" she joked and I felt shy and embarrassed. They all laughed and I put my hand to my forehead.

"Vese romantic kaafi tha" she added and they laughed even more as my face got redder as I tried to hide it even more.

"Aur tu bhi...koi phaasale" Bhabhi said to Hussain making him laugh now.

Then we turned around as Mom was calling us. Just as we were about to exit, someone came walking through the door. Sid.

Yeh yahan kya kar raha hai... I thought.

"Araay Sid...kya hua" Hussain asked.

"Yaar Anjali yahan hai kya" he said placing a hand on his shoulder.

Tab kahan tha jab Uski kidnapping hui thi... I thought obviously jealous.

"Kyun kya hua" I asked in a mean tone

"Usse Milna tha Yaar. Uske ghar pe nahin hai toh meine socha yahan hogi" he said looking for her.

"Actually kya hai na, woh chali gayi apne ghar Wapas.

"Huh. Chali gayi?!??!!" His expression dropped.

"Haan aur hum bhi chalein hai uske hi paas" I said pointing to our luggage to make him feel jealous.

"Wait..tum bhi America mein rehte ho???" He said disappointed.

"America kya mein aur Anjali ek hi college jaate hai" I said and his blood was probably boiling.

"Anyways nice meeting you yaar" I said putting my hand out. "Aab hum ko chalna chahi hai" I said and with that we exited the door.

|| in the airplane ||

"Vese Shehry Anjali Ki kuch zyaada hi taraf daari kar raha tha" mom spoke as we sat in the airplane. Hussain chuckled knowing the truth Mom obviously blunt.

"Kuch nahin mama. Aap bhi aise hi bolti rehti hai" I said back embarrassed.

"Acha mein zaara bathroom ho aati hun" she said excusing herself.

I turned around putting in my earphones as I faced outside the window when Hussain removed the earbuds pulling my hand.

"Bhabhi ko bataya aap aa rahe ho" he said and I casually nodded no.

"Kyun?!?!" He asked.

"Tujhe baari fikar ho rahi hai..." I scolded.

"Vese ek faida (benefit) bhi hai isme" he spoke out smirking.

"Kya faida??" I asked.

"Jab usko wahan dekho ge..tab pata chale ga na ke aur kis kis se woh baat karti hai..matlab aapse pyaar bhi karti hai ya nahin" he blurted.

"Ehhhhh...sharam nahin aayi tujhe..apni Bhabhi ke baare mein aise baat karte hue...aur mujhe pata hai Anjali kesi larki hai aur kisse pyaar karti hai" I defended.

"Ohooo...mein toh maazak kar raha tha!!!" he said and I rolled my eyes turning around to face the window. Just a little more while. Phir Anjali hum paas honge...

|| Later on ||

"Hussain pick up karne kon aa raha hai" I asked to Hussain as we regained our luggage from the baggage claim.

"Taxi karni paregi shahid...rite cuz no one can pick us up.." he said and I agreed.

"Araay tum dono apna dimak mat chalaya karo...mera yaar aa raha hai hume pick up karne" Dad chimed in.

"Kon aarahein hai" Mom asked also confused.

"Araay Anjali ke papa aur kon" he said and my expression changed.

Anjali bhi toh saath aa sakti hai hena...why would she come tho...maybe she wants to see me...uff..the excitedness grew.

We headed past security checks after we got all out luggage and walked outside searching for their car. Dad received a call probably from Uncle.

Then a car drove ahead of us honking. "Asif Saab" Uncle called out from his van window and my eyes immediately searched. Before I knew it, the car doors opened. Incase Anjali was really there, I walked in cool pretending not to look for anything. But NO. She wasn't there. Ugh...

"Aur Shehry bete, Hussain bete..sab teekh hai na" he asked and we nodded.

The rest of the trip went by like this. We talked and laughed and then thoughtd came in my mind of her. We're in the same country, same state, same town again...oohh can't wait for school.

"Baas yahan se left" I heard Dad say to Uncle. OMG...no place like home.

Dad opened the door when Uncle stopped us. I was eager to know why.

"Kal subhe lunch humare ghar pe karne plz..." Uncle requested and my body lit up.

"Nahin nahin..aab aur kitna pareshan karenge aapko" Dad denied the offer. No Dad STOP!!

"Araay..bas keh diya toh keh dia..kal baara baje" He ordered and Dad agreed, YAY!!!

ANJALI'S POV:

Dad entered and seemed tired. Where did he even go?? I ignored my thoughts and continued reading.

For some reason, I felt weird and excited.

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