Mile jabse tum

chapter 7. Torture

Aaniya pov

I was sitting on the chair near uncle's bed ,

"you know arhan is totally opposite from you , he is too cruel, rude and arrogant unlike you , and i am sure you will change him" uncle said having a genuine smile on his face. 

I returned his smile, feeling safe around him,

I am remembering the old days, only if she was here with us today.

"Trust allah, she is not here with us for a reason" uncle said, when I became all silent.

I looked up at him, and he passed me a assuring smile. 

How does he knows that I was thinking about her?

How good he knows me,

I came out of the thought when I heard azaan as i realised it's already the time of fazr,

"Uncle give me ten minutes" I said and he nodded.

Then i took the prayer mat that was kept there and prayed fazr.

After finishing the namaz, the door of the room opened.

I look towards the door just to see arhan entering while folding his sleeves, is he came here to do a fashion show ?

His veiny hands caught my attention, when I realised I was staring at his him
i diverted my gaze to uncle,

he smiled looking towards me then i folded the prayer mat.

My mom entered "aaniya come here" i nodded making my way towards her. 

Then I noticed him, he  was still folding his seleves,

Doesn't he want to talk to his dad. ?

But allah knows what came in between my feet stumbled making me fall back wards,

Before my back can touch the floor, a hand grabbed my hand, saving me from falling

I opened my eyes to see arhan, we made an eye contact. 

My herat fluttered looking at his eyes.  

We are standing at the distance of two steps and still his eyes are captivating me.

we heard a voice of someone clearing their throat as we looked in the direction to find uncle staring at us,

I took a step back embarassed "sambhal kar" i heard arhan saying, I nodded before making it out of the room.

His voice made me feels goosebumps, like I have never heard him from so close. 

His voice repeated in my head multiple times,

He cared for me? There was concern in his voice.

Maybe I am just making up things.

I felt more embrassed now. 

Ya allah why am I so clumsy?

See my clumsiness is making me do sin?

What should I do?

"your wedding is day after tomorrow" my mom said bringing me back to the world. 

Remembering the uncle words i smiled lightly,

"Mera bacha". Dad said while hugging me.

I felt emotional at that moment but nevertheless I just hugged him more tightly,

When we heard a voice "you forgot me"  i looked up to see Bhai standing there.

"How can I?"  I hugged him tightly "no one is forcing you right?"He asked.