ANNA .انا

-004-

Author pov

-Mentally, physically weak
Boys blowin' up my phone
They just ain't you

It was Sunday morning. Sun was doing zulum on people with its extreme heat, Shehnaaz was still in her silk pyjamas helping gardener uncle in watering her favourite flowers, she loves them especially cherry blossoms but they are hard to grow in Karachi because of sea breeze. She has tried and failed many times but that didn't stop her, she's still hoping for seeds to grow which she planted last week. She will keep on planting until she succeeds

Gates of house were opened and Zain walked inside wiping his face with ends of his shirts being all sweaty from morning jog. She wasn't sleeping to him ever since they get back from Azaad farmhouse. He was member and never told her how can he do this to their father? He's not good man she understands but he doesn't deserve betrayal of his children. She has different reasons she wasn't going to help them much anyways but he, he was building whole ass case against dad

Amna told her about him being co-founder of group. Dad will kill her if he ever finds out that it's his son who started all this with his best friend yes apparently Sidharth and him went to same law university. Harvards, they have been planning together this doom

Shehnaaz rolled her eyes and tried to walk away when he was coming her way. But Zain held her hand

"Achaa baat suno duckling."

"Kya hai?"

"This is gonna get messy why don't you just rethink. Azaad is not for kids Shehnaaz." He says messy? What more messy it could get, they are already doing lots of protests. She just looked at him when he continued "We have plans."

"Koi terrorism toh plan karoge nahi." She scoffed

"We are gonna protest in front of ministry office coming Tuesday and people might get hurt. I don't want you to get hurt, government might blacklist those people involved." He explained

"Won't Sidharth be arrested as well?" She frown if so why he's doing this so openly and taking risks? If he gets blacklist he might get deported back to Qatar

"They won't even touch him." Zain said confidently

"Why wouldn't they touch him? You know gabool will go crazy-"

"Not even gabool can do anything to him Shehnaaz. He will remain untouchable." Zain cut her off what does he mean? Mr gabool can easily get him unless he himself wants to avoid Sidharth. She didn't understand what Zain meant here. If he were to do such protest in front of ministry they will obviously arrest him

"Mujhe apki baat smjh nahi arahi." She said with confusion. Zain takes breath before looking around to see if anyone was around them like he was gonna tell her something confidential

"Let's just say he's someone really important." Really Shehnaaz looked at him with hands on her hips. Why don't people tell her what she wants to know instead of beating around bush. Just tell her what's so important about him already! Well he's handsome and so good looking maybe that's what is important about him. And here she goes in his dreamland

At this point she just need excuse to think and dream about him all the time. His veiny arms damn and those cold eyes hot, she badly wants to feel his biceps. Her mouth curved in sad little pout . When will she be able to touch him or when he will touch her. Hug her. How amazing it would feel to be hugged by him