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( 𝐧.) 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞.



Rooh was prepared for school and was waiting on the porch for Zaviyaan to drop her off. She turned when she felt a tap on her shoulder to see Ali grinning at her.

He said, "Hi, how are you doing?"

She nodded and exclaimed, "Great!"

Rooh looked up at Ali as he pursed his lips and sighed. She gave him a bewildered look as she observed him.

"Was the situation really so serious?" Ali questioned.

When Zaviyaan saw Rooh, she wasn't by herself; Ali was with her as they both made their way to his car. Being already late, he drew nearer to them. He heard Ali, though, say:

"Has the fight at school left you seriously hurt?" What fighting in the world was he talking about?

"What exactly do you mean?" With a stutter, Rooh asked.

"Look, Rooh, I actually have friends at your school who have informed me about how that girl tried to attack you in front of the entire school after she tripped you over." Ali exhaled a sigh.

"Please keep this to yourself, Ali; I was hurt but am well now." She pleaded, "Please."

"All right, fine, but look after yourself." Ali tried to ruffle her hair by reaching for her head, but he was stopped in his tracks.

"Rooh!!!" She flinched as a result of Zaviyaan's almost-yell. He appeared to have heard everything based on his demeanor.

"In the car now!"

Rooh hurried over to his car and took a seat next to him. The entire time they were traveling, he did not even recognize her. She was dismissed by him like a plaque. She resisted getting out of the car as it came to a stop in front of her school. She tried to apologize to him since the way he was treating her was tearing her to pieces.

"Sunein," she whispered coming closer to him.

"please aap ek baar meri baat toh sun le...." she pleaded.

"Ab kya naya jhoot bolne wali ho," he looked pissed. She was taken aback by his response he had called her a liar.

"Baat sunein mai jhooti nahi hu." She said pointing a finger towards him. He just ignored her.

"Acha thik hai , mai naa aapko sab sach sach bata dungi please mujh se naraaz toh naa ho." He turned to face her and arched an eyebrow, signaling her to proceed. She clutched the hem of his coat and gazed up at him, her eyes welling up. Zaviyaan closed his eyes as her tears tugged at his heartstrings.

"I don't want to bother anyone here, I said. Everyone is dealing with their own issues, and I don't want to add to their difficulties. If I was home, Baba would have resolved the situation. I know that my father will take care of me in any way I need without making me feel burdened, so I can tell him anything. Although you are also my family, I can't be that arrogant and put the responsibility for my problems on you. I'm sorry." While he stared at her silently, Rooh was overcome with the want to cry. Tears ran down her cheeks and stained his sleeves as she laid her forehead on his bicep.

"Please... aap mujhe daant le par mujh se naraaz na ho please...." Her hiccups were interrupted by a totally unexpected circumstance. With his head on her shoulder, Zaviyaan encircled her in his arms. He was more focused on soothing himself than soothing her. After meticulously removing her, he dabbed her eyes.

"From now on, you'll tell me everything." understand?" His eyes fell on her teary eyes as he spoke softly. She smiled while nodding. She exited the car, gave him a quick look, and grinned. He then said, "Now go, I'll take care of everything."

"You're the best," she remarked with a big smile on her face. In exchange, he gave her a little smile, which made her heart skip a beat. The mission had been completed, according to her. But we know something she doesn't. Wink, wink

Mira was expelled after Zaviyaan made one phone call to the principal.
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