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Zaviyaan spotted Rooh near the entrance gate, She had a few bruises on her face. He didn't get time to notice her anymore when his legs dashed towards her on their own.
Rooh was engulfed by Zaviyaan in a...
( n.) A heart breaking feeling that leaves long lasting traces.
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" Bhai , we can't connect to them. it's almost impossible." Ali said helplessly trying to calm Zaviyaan down. They had been trying to contact school and the authorities for a while now but there was no response from the other side. Ali was getting anxious seeing the condition Zaviyaan was in. Zaviyaan tried to call the principal atleast a hundred times, but that old hag wasn't picking up making Zaviyaan lose his mind even more.
All of the family members were present in the living room now , where Zaviyaan was pacing back and forth trying to get a hold of the principal. The changing looks of his face, he looked like he was going to slam his head into the nearest wall.
"Damnit!!" he slammed his phone on the floor making it break into pieces.
"Zaviyaan , Calm down a little. " Dado said. Zaviyaan halted and looked at their faces no one except his mother and Ali looked worried. All of them looked like this was some kind of drama that was performing going on . His anger was reaching heights.
He had always cherished his dado but right now he didn't know what he felt about her because she was telling him not to worry about his Rooh. Was she even serious? How can he not worry about her?
Anabiya had excused herself , god knows where she was but that was his least concern right now. He was about to dial the number again when he heard Anabiya say,
"Stop Zaviyaan , I have already called her parents and they are going to get in touch with school and they are going to inform us if there are any updates," she looked at Zaviyaan and every one else nodded.
Zaviyaan ignored her existence and dialled the number again but to no avail. He was now losing it. He could feel his demons surfacing.
"Zaviyaan, Anabiya already told you that she has contacted her parents, stop being a worrywart now!!" Zafer stated the obvious as if that was going to stop Zaviyaan from worrying.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO DO HUH?! YOU CALLED HER PARENTS AND TOLD THEM , VERY WELL BUT HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU ASK ME TO STOP WORRYING ABOUT HER??" he yelled at everyone, because the stares were riling him up.
"Mind your language Zaviyaan, we are not your employees. And besides she is not your responsibility. You don't have to worry about her." Dado stated pointing a finger towards him.
"Dado how can you say things like these, I never thought you'd be so heartless. When she first came here y'all pretended to care about her but now look at all of you. Aap mujhe rishton ki ehmiyat sikhati hain aur khud aap.." he scoffed in disbelief. He was so fed up with is family right now, He just wanted to flee and never show up again.
Pashmeena looked at her daughter who was wrecked seeing this state of Zaviyaan for Rooh. She couldn't help but wince at Anabiya's tears , her daughter was not at fault. Why was she suffering because of all this? She looked at Zaviyaan , his face was making her agitated. If he was going to be like this , then she was going to give him a reality check. She marched towards Zaviyaan pointing a finger towards him,
"Bohat badi badi batein kar rahe ho Zaviyaan. Ammi chahe Rooh se rishta nibhaien ya na nibhaein. Par tum kis haq se, kis rishte k khatir ye sab kar rahe ho? Tumhara kya rishta hai uss ladki se??" Zaviyaan opened his mouth and closed it again he had no idea as to what was going to say.
It was as if everything had gone blank, he couldn't even breathe. Just then Ali yelled ,
"Bhai , He picked up!!" Zaviyaan snapped out of his thoughts and marched towards Ali snatching the phone out of his hand.
"Hello? Who is this?" A voice came from across the screen. Zaviyaan asked him about the trip and the students who had been involved in the accident.
''Mr. Zaviyyan don't worry, we have no contact with them I already told you that before. Please calm down and pray for their well being." He tried to make a failed attempt to calm Zaviyaan.
Zaviyaan scoffed at his reply,
"Listen you dipshit, You better start praying for yourself. Because IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO ROOH ,FIRST I WILL DESTROY YOU AND YOUR REPUTATION AND THEN I'LL COME FOR YOUR FAMILY. Three generations of your family will pay the price of this. You get it?" He stated in a menacing voice making the person on call quiver in fear.
Anabiya went towards Zaviyaan in attempts to calm him down , she gently put her hand on Zaviyaan's bicep. She was about to say something to him when ,
"AGHA SAHAB!!!!!" a worker came running towards them. she was looking only at Zaviyaan ,
"Kya hua hai Hafsa?'' Dado asked .
Ignoring her completely she turned towards Zaviyaan with eyes full of tears,
"Rooh bibi aagyi." The moment these words left her lips Zaviyaan made a dash towards the door. Along with him everyone else jogged.
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Zaviyaan spotted Rooh near the entrance gate, She had a few bruises on her face. He didn't get time to notice her anymore when his legs dashed towards her on their own.
Rooh was engulfed by Zaviyaan in a tight embrace. It wasn't like one of the bone crushing hugs they used to give each other. He was hugging her like his life was dependent on it. He scooped her up in his arms and hid her face in his chest sniffing her hair. He finally felt like he could breathe.
"I would've died. I would've died . Rooh I would've died." he kept chanting making her eyes go wide. Everyone else was too shocked to do or say anything they knew things had gone too far now. While Anabiya looked at them with a sad smile on her face. She had finally accepted her fate. Zaviyaan would never feel something like this for her.Ever.
Meanwhile Rooh clutched onto Zaviyaan for her dear life. She was sobbing real hard while he was running his fingers through her hair, still not letting her go. She pushed her face further in his chest sniffing his scent as much as her lungs can take . He was her home.
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I'm lacking motivation sooo damn much. Sometimes I just don't wanna continue this story. Please leave some motivation in the comments.
And there is one more story going on in my mind but I need male face claim for that. You know older , hot , buff kind of man. Any suggestions ?? *de dena suggestions pweaseee.*
