Mere Humnava

Chapter 24

Amaya's POV

I was smiling and blushing like an idiot.
This Ibrahim never fails to make me go crazy.

I was sitting in my room while looking at myself in the mirror.

As my eyes meet the ones from the mirror, the smile disappeared slowly.

I remembered all the things that happened just now.

Ibrahim's parents are hella angry with me, what if they got to know about Ibrahim's feelings for me?

He never goes against his parent's decision but today he did that, and it still didn't settles good with me because in the future he have to choose between me and his family .

I don't want that.
I can't let that happen.

I will walk away from his life before the things get complicated and he gets more attached to me.

I took a deep breath and decided to get ready for the day.

It's the wedding day, ofcourse there are so many arrangements going on downstairs and we will also leave for Pune tomorrow so no Ibrahim, no growing feelings for him.

Did I just accepted that I am growing feelings for Ibrahim?

Ibrahim's POV

My head will burst out of anger.

I greeted my teeth and went straight to my room after the verbal competitive argument with Fahad.

As I entered, I took the vase from the centre table and slammed it hardly on the floor.

It broke into pieces about which I don't give a fuck.

How dare he talk to me like that about Amaya!!

I wanted to punch him the moment he said he loves her.
" That guy is just obsessed with her."

" Who is obsessed with whom?"

I looked at the front to see Amaya standing there with fear in her eyes.

She must have got scared after seeing me in this situation and the broken vase.

She started coming closer to me with that same expression on her face.

The moment I realised she was about to step on one glass piece, I rushed to her and picked her up by her waist.

" Ibrahim what are you doing?"

She screamed.

I took her and dropped her on the couch.
" Tum pure pagal ho kya?"
( Are you mad or what?)

The same angry look on her face is back.
I internally smiled to see her calm.
" You are barefoot.
Tumhe lg jaati isiliye I did that."
( You are barefoot.
You would have got hurt.)

I said as I sat next to her on the couch.

" But tumne ye sab kiya kyu hai aakhir?
Mai apne room se bahar nikli thi and tbhi ye vase tutne ki aawaz aayi to mai check krne aagyi."
( But why did you created this mess?
I just came out from my room then I heard voices of breaking something from your room, that's why I came here to check.)

" I was mad I guess."
I said as I looked down.

Now she must be thinking what a psychopath I am who break things in anger.

" Aree but itna gussa kis baat ka?"
( But why are you in so much temper?)

" You don't have to know that but I am okay now."

" Yaar tum kuch batate he nhi ho.
Hadd hai."
( You never tell me anything and that's bad.)

She folded her hands.