Haleema Akram

savaged love

      **Shemas residence
             It was a weekend. As usual, laure was up early in the morning. She had washed the rice and added onions,then blended it to make a paste of waina, a stumpous meal the twins liked to be served on thier plates every Saturday. The house was eerily quite. Sheriff  and ashraf were out to the estate court where they practiced football game every weekend. Naeem was in the balcony, reading books as usual while Naeema was still stuck in her bed having a slumber, she very much liked her sleep and hated for it to be eluded so she let her be. Laure was done with breakfast, she did the laundry and went about dusting and vacuuming. The door was busted open with a loud bang,it frightened laure. Sheriff came in with full force with ashraf trailing behind him. He took the shoe rack throwing it's contents at sheriff who mistakenly ran into laure making the two of them landing on the slippery floor. As laure stood up,the living room was now muddy, the place she had been cleaning since morning. Both the kids were on thier knees begging her as they knew what she was capable of. After serious tounge lashing, she left them to the mopping and assigned them toilet duties while she dished the food. The two boys went about fighting each other, each blaming the other for causing toilet duties. Funny enough, both boys were done in no time and the family joined the table for breakfast.
              Naeema woke up at zuhr,she took her bath and dressed up. She was not bothered with prayers, she was never one to be intruiged by religion. She opted for cookies and fresh milk. She did a little make up before heading for the Bukar's mansion. She pressed the bell, it rang the first second and third time before the door was opened by a tall, fair and handsome figure. Abdul Rasheed stepped aside for her to enter. But she stood still fazed at the sight of the man in front of her. She had remembered clearly, he was the same fair kanuri boy, the play boy of Golden gates, the same one whom had claimed to love her. He was the same boy whom she had broken his heart though she was barely fourteen at the time but still. Three fingers flashed before her eyes making her jolt back to reality. She stepped into the living room and sat on the single chair. She greeted him a simple good morning, he smiled and nodded before getting back to the game he was playing on thier large screen TV before her arrival. He was usually called abdulrash amongst the neighbors. He graduated last year and went for his degree at the University of Utah in UAE. She didn't know he was back, she didn't particularly ask zee Bukar. She stood up only to meet his intense gaze. She went up the stairs to zee's room. She was familiar with the house since she lived in the same kind and aside that, she spent most of her childhood days here.
           Zee was on phone when she entered, she sat on the dresser chair and logged into her Instagram. She replied a few messages and switched to audiomack, an app she mostly used in her phone. Zee nudged her and together, they went down to have lunch. Their parents were away on a trip so she, zee, Abdul Rasheed and their brother Sameer were on the table. The maid served rice and stew and they all dived in. All the while, rash was looking at Naeema as he ate silently while she was well aware of his eyes looking, she only firdled with the food finding it hard to swallow. She excused herself and went back home with the excuse of being called. She opened the door and went in, greeted with the smell of inscence that cooled her nerves a little bit. She knew somewhere in her heart that she has always loved rash, he was gentle and kind, open minded and loaded. He was her first love, she could still remember thier moments, when she would go to SS block just to see him, when he would peck her cheeks every morning, when she would go to thier house to see him. She was Oblivion to the tears in her eyes, she knew she broke him, it was no fault of hers and she was not willing to explain and just like three years back, she hoped that one day he might forgive her and accept her for who she really was.

    **Abdul Rasheed POV
               Rash has been back since three days now, he refused to be seen and he refused to step out for he knew once someone saw him, Naeema must be told. Naeema, her name was sour to his lips and brought bile up to his throat, she disgusted him and so refused his sister to speak to Naeema about him what so ever. He knew he still loved her, he had loved her ever since he was six and she was just three years old. He loved to play with baby Naeema,he would refuse to her to be taken back to her home. He watched her as she grew and he made sure he was the only boy in her life. At school, he watched her every move, brought her lunch and spent his PE with her but one day, she decided to walk out on him and left him, putting him in a tight position. She refused to see him, and stopped coming over, she blocked him. The only thing keeping him sane was thier pictures and videos together, even back at school, where he was admist Arabian young ladies, she still ruled in the kingdom of his heart. He would look at her pictures from Instagram every day, he never Missed her posts and yet, he hated her for what she had done. He couldn't believe one could love and hate at the same time.
             He could still remember, it all happened when his cousin came over for the holidays. They were cool, they played truth or dare that night, a game he wished they never played, or somehow delete it from existence. He quickly shut out the thoughts and focused on her, Naeema. She had grown, more beautiful and captivating, he had captured every image of her in his mind, he smiled at the remembernace of her eyes and just like that he drifted off to a peaceful slumber.
         Zee Bukar however was not happy at the turn of events. She knew her brother still loved her friend and she hated it. She had been against their relationship back then. She actually hated Naeema she was only using her to get her twin brother. She never planned for her to be with her uncle rash for she knew how dirty she was, she knew all her darkest secrets and didn't wish for once that her brother should be married to someone like Naeema. She was livid as she had also been a victim of Naeema if not for Anisa that saved her she would have been like her.

What do you think Naeema is hiding, do she isn't all holy........
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