Minha Ali
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"Meenu, wait" shouted Aiman, but I don't want to, If I don't leave the university now, I don't know what I'll do to that bitch.
"I'm not going to stay here, I'm leaving" I stated as I glanced at Aiman.
"Where will you go then?" she asked as we passed the university gates together.
"Anywhere but this place" I mentioned glancing at the university.
"Let's go to the nearby brewberrys cafe"I said causing her to nod in approval.
We clasp hands as we cross the street. An elderly couple runs a little cafe called "brewberrys" cafe, we both frequently visit this cafe bunking university classes. As soon as you glimpse this cafe which is located on a tiny side street, you want to walk inside.
I feel more at ease as we enter the cafe together and inhale the strong smell of coffee.
We both move over to a small table in the corner next to the front windows and settle down. From this vantage point, we can see the artwork adorning the wall and the lovely greenery hanging from the ceiling.
We both see saleeem uncle, coming towards us with a smile on his face.
"Just a cup of strong coffee asusual" said saleem uncle raising his brows.
"Yeah" we both say together, this makes uncle saleem giggle.
"You know you did the right thing by giving that bitch a good slap. She deserves it, and the way She was standing there looking shocked was entertaining," she said laughing.
I simply nod at Aiman. Thinking that Asifa will now inform her grandparents and the college dean, who will then contact my mother to report that I smacked Asifa Ali.
"Yaar, please let's order some food to go with our coffee. I'm starving", she rubbed her stomach and said.
We approach saleem uncle to place an order.
"Ok! Wait till saleem uncle or the waiter arrives, we can give them our orders", I said.
"Ok" she said taking the phone out of her backpack.
When i turn to face the cafe entrance, I notice uzair bhai coming in with few other males.
Oh my, he's going to question me why I'm here and not at the university? If he sees me.
"Aiman, hide beneath the table now", but she gives me a puzzled look.
"Uzair bhai, is here and will question us, why we are not at the university" I uttered hidding beneath the table.
"Meenu" she called and continued," Saleem uncle is coming here, and uzair bhai is sitting across from our table", Ya Allah please help uzair bhai will inform ammi if he notices us here.
"Meenu, Aiman! why are you girls hidding under the table?" Asked saleem uncle.
Oh crap, his question makes us both slap our foreheads.
With an uneasy smile on our faces, we both emerged from under the table.
"Nothing uncle, my hairpin had fallen, so i was looking for it", I said grinning awkwardly.
I notice that Uzair bhai is already staring at us questioningly as I turn to face his table.
"Meenu tum yahan?" he raised his brows and questioned.
"Assalamualaikum uzair bhai",I smiled awkwardly and said.
"Walaikumasalam, but you didn't respond to my question," he said drawing the attention of other guys to our table.
"Aaj late hogaya tha toh ammi ne nashta bahar se karne ko kaha" I said looking at him.
"Hmm" he said nodding his head.
"After breakfast head to the university", he stated glancing at me and Aiman.
"Ji bhai", we both say and take our seats.
Uncle saleem brought our orders and placed them on the table, saying enjoy
making us smile.
After we began eating, we turned to face uzair bhai and notice a man staring at us.
Just knowing that someone is observing me while I eat makes me uncomfortable.
"Meenu, I'll drop you off at the university, After you finish your breakfast" said uzair bhai.
I nod at uzair bhai and turn to face his left, only to find the man still looking at me.
I don't know why, but I feel like I'm some kind eighth wonder when people stare at me like that.
It's rude to stare at someone without their consent, even though the stranger is attractive, he should learn how to behave.
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Romance"Previously known as Mrs.Mirza" Ishq ho raha Hai unse, Kya kiya jaye? Rok lu main Khudko, Ya hone diya Jaaye? -Mirza
