Chapter 6

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*Hayat's POV*

I was waiting eagerly for the day to come but soon rumors started everywhere about banning social media platforms including Instagram. I didn't believe it at first but when it was almost everywhere in the news, I got worried.

I don't even have his number. The only way I can contact him is insta.
What should I do?

Should I wait, coz what if it's fake?

But what if it's true? You will regret it later.

After mentally debating I sent him a week before his birthday. I knew that his response would be rude. Either he will leave it on seen or just reply 'goodbye'. But at least he would read it and that's all I want.

Two days passed but he didn't even open the chat, which made me frustrated. 

Alas! I couldn't wait any longer and texted Aamir.

'Aamir?'

'Who's this?'

You blind bro? Cant, you see my username?

'Is Murat with you?' I cut to the chase ignoring his question.

'No. Why?'

'You aren't lying, right? Swear on your 3rd girlfriend.'
Murat had told me about how Aamir keeps 4 girlfriends simultaneously. So I thought to pull his leg.

'First of all, I don't talk to any of them anymore.'

I chuckled at his reply.
'I see. Will you do something for me?'

'What is it?'

'Jab Murat mile na, uske guddi pe ek zor se laga dena meri taraf se'
(Give a tight slap on the back of Murat's neck whenever you will meet him.)

'What happened?'

'Also, Mister is very busy to check his phone but can update his ID.'

'He is usually busy with work'

'Yeah Yeah, I know the workload.'
I rolled my eyes.

'Yeah. That's why he doesn't get time.'

'Anyways, just do my work'

'Ohkay but I can't slap him'

'Why tho?'
I raised my eyebrows at his response.

'Because he is older than me.'

Duh!!! Broo?!??

'Ohh how much?' I replied.

'1 year'

He is just messing with me I know

'Who's telling you to slap him personally? That would be from my side.'

'You can slap him yourself if it would be from your side.'

His reply stopped my heart for a second.

Will we really meet?

A ping of hope emerged but I shoo it away instantly.

'If I could I would have chopped him into pieces'
I replied to him with a heavy heart.

He started replying a little late which made me doubt that maybe he is with Murat? Maybe Murat said to lie about it.

God knows better

'Good' his reply came after a minute or so.

'Anyways just tell him to check his inbox by sacrificing his precious time. I haven't sent him love letters, don't worry.'

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