Sin

Chapter 6

Year: 2023
Pov: No one

"I heard Dr. Noor was again late," a nurse said, dolled in her blue scrub. "She is so privileged, honestly, just because she is an orphan. Isn't that pathetic? She's got no roots or manners." They spat those brutal words while someone else was silently digesting it all.

Pov: Ayat

Passing by the corridor, I heard them, fortunately. "Hey Noor, your patient Zara's mother is here," Andy said, a very cool and chill doctor. "Okay, but where?" I asked. "The waiting room next to the hall," he said while walking away.

"Good morning, Sumaiya," I said and noticed the contagious smile on her face. "Good morning, Noor," she said while giving me the warmest hug. "So, how can I help you?" I asked. "Don't tell me you forgot?!" She sounded a little disappointed. "About?" I genuinely didn't know. "You fool! You forgot we invited you for dinner. You would come, right?" She asked with sparkling eyes. How dare I say no to such a face? "I would come gladly," I said, and those words made her smile wider. "I will be waiting for you. Here you go, the address. Be on time. Bye-bye."

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Is green an appropriate colour for dinner? Was I overdressed with this sage green knee-length salwar set? Was I too cultured for their type? Unwanted thoughts go by but never end. Shouldn't all these questions be normal? Am I supposed to think this way? I have never been invited to a place before. So, the social anxiety was drowning me deep in thoughts.

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"Where to?" the guard asked. I didn't notice while in thoughts that I have reached my destiny. The whole place looked like a bird's nest made of gold. I have never seen such richness dripping off even from the garbage cans. Some king must have given all these people his wealth.

Should I press the bell or wait in front of the door like a guard?

Pov: Ayan

"Mom, I guess someone is at the door," I yelled. "Can you take it? All the maids are kind of busy, love."

"Okay, Mom." I ran down, with my slippers on paired with sweatpants and a white shirt. "You can stay; I'm going to check." Sumaiya legit hates me. "Why will you? Mom told me! You lizard!" You're right, we still are kids, even if one of us has a kid. "I'm not, you idiot."

"Haiya! You guys are still here; we have a guest at the door, you little beasts!" Mom yelled from afar while we made a run to the door, but the door didn't wait; it already welcomed her.

Taller. Longer hair. With not so symmetrical curtain bangs. A little blush on the face. A not-so-sure smile plastered, while her sage green salwar shining under the light. Looks like she went through storms while coming here but still looks like a silent sea. More mature, more elegant, and careful with words.

Her every word was spellbinding. At first, I didn't believe my eyes, but I did in faith that after 7 years she is at my doorstep.

"Mashallah!" A word slipped out my tongue and made the whole hall silent.

Pov: Ayat

"Assalamualaikum, Mrs. Rehman and Sumaiya," I said in one go, thankfully didn't stutter until I heard a loud praise. His visage was shining. More mature, a straight body posture, veiny hands, sharp jawline just like seven years ago. He looked more appealing than before.

"Ayat... Ayat?" Those two ladies in the distance called me, but I was lost in trance or lost in his hazel eyes again. His cheerful demeanor took over me like a virus, leaving no crumbs behind. "Ayat? Ayan? Do you guys know each other?" Mrs. Rehman's question took me to space and back. It would be a disaster if I agreed to know him before him. "NO!" I screamed out. "Looks like someone is back to earth."

"Should we go for namaj then, as everybody is already here?" Mrs. Rehman said. "Hey, Ayat, follow us," Zara cheered. By God's grace, everybody has diverted their mind from the fact I was in a coma or shamelessly staring at their son.

"What a fortune to pray next to a stranger who met me seven years ago." Oh no.....

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