"وصل"

✨️Part#3✨️

Amal's P.O.V:
It's been a week since that incident. Bhaiya scolded me alot but I know I was at fault too. We enjoyed the stay and now we had to go back. Bhaiya had his office while I had to get back to my job as a teacher. Bhabhi and I took loads of pictures the day before departure. We made bhaiya our photographer.

Right now we were boarding our plane. Turns out there was some issue with my seat and I did not get the desired seat I wanted. Instead, I have to sit with some strangers. I was comfortable and bhaiya even asked me to sit with bhabhi but I denied knowing bhabhi will be much better with bhaiya. I did not want to disturb them. I was wearing one of my favourite long dress along with a cream colored hijab. Me and bhabhi were twining!

Just as all the other passengers started coming in, I noticed someone sitting at the seat beside me. I passed a small smile to that guy. He looked old, almost in his late thirties.

He gave me a smile in return but my smile soon turned into a frown when I notice another person beside the uncle. He was the dog owner! How was he even here!? Is he following me?? No Amal, what are you even thinking? Why would he try following you? I just replied to his Salam before turning my head towards the window.

Soon enough, the plane took off. Though I am not afraid of heights, I still can't look down from a plane. Those butterflies make me feel a little sick. The journey was fine initially. My seat mate was a nice guy. The only problem was he moved too much.

The kind of movement that would disturb the person sitting next to you. That's what actually happened to me so I kept on sticking to the window in order to avoid any kind of contact with the guy.

I was very uncomfortable and I actually thanked Allah when the pilot announced that we were about to land in the Islamabad International Airport. I was in no hurry so I let people leave their seats before I stood up.

I went to the waiting hall along with bhabhi where we decided to eat something and she told me about the seat mate she got. It was actually an old lady!

Bhabhi told me that the lady was so nice and she was really similar to her grandmother. We both saw her in the waiting hall and decided to sit beside her. She was a really nice lady and she was going to Lahore to meet her grandson.

We sat their for 2 hours before it was time for our final flight, from Islamabad to Lahore. I was so not looking forward to the journey because of that mister (cue the eye rolls).

We all sat on our designated seat and I started reading the novel I had brought with me on this trip. The novel was sad, really depressing but I had to read it. I only looked up when I felt the seat beside me getting occupied. My lips parted before I quickly glared at the dog guy for sitting next to me.

"Ap yahan kyun bethay hain?? Ye apki seat nhi hai!"
(Why are you sitting here? This is not your seat!)

"Ji, main janta hoon kay ye meri seat nhi hai laykin I exchanged my seat with the other guy."

(Yes, I know that this is not my seat.)

I gave him a suspicious look and was about to threaten him when he abruptly said, "Mujhe ghalat nhi smjhain. I have no bad intentions towards you. I noticed you looked quite uncomfortable because of that mister so I decided to change my seat with him."

(Don't consider me wrong.)

"And why would you even do that?"

"Well....out of good intentions? I swear if you are not comfortable then I can go back to my original seat".

"No, it's alright. Just please don't touch me. If I feel even the slightest of your touch I will sue you and report you to the police."

The guy gave me a smile as if assuring me he would not do that.