Beyond The Pages || Halal KTH Book

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Taemoor's POV:-

It was nighttime and I came towards my house tired. As soon as I came into the room, I took off My coat, loosened my tie, threw them on the bed , took off my boots and put on slippers. Headed towards the washroom.

Moments later I was standing in front of the coffee maker making coffee, went towards the terrace and stood there, looking out over the city, one hand in My pocket and a cup of coffee in the other.

As usual her presence in my mind was a familiar habit.

I took a sip of coffee and took my other hand out of my pocket and placed it on the grill.

So it all had to happen like this, after seven years, to go to her house with a proposal and being accepted by her 

And finally I realized that we are meant for each other Whatever the circumstances, we had to meet. After enduring so much pain, we had to meet. I was convinced that everything was over, but now I realized that no, it was difficult for me to move on you, to move on, on you means to let you be handed over to someone else. No matter how angry I am at you, no matter how disappointed I am, May I want to move on, but I never had the courage to see you move on or as someone else. We both know that we cannot see each other as someone else's

I always dreamed of you, that twenty-two-year-old boy, ahhh today I miss him, who longed for a glimpse of you, longed for the smile on your face, where is he today? He should have come today, he should have been happy, but still there is silence. What happened, everything happened according to him. Today the proposal was also accepted by her. Today this boy should have been happy, he should have come, so why didn't he come?

I know why because his heart was broken. My heart has not recovered yet. Then I stayed away from you for seven years because you killed him. That's why I got hurt. And I'm still hurt. Hurt because that boy is still hurt.

I took another sip of coffee And then someone put a hand on my shoulder and I didn't turn to the person.

“Murad agreed?” I nodded in moments as he set his both hands on the grill and looked at the city while the wind was touching us inside.

I could see him from my peripheral vision as he took one look at me and then looked ahead.

“You took this decision suddenly? Is your mother__”

“If I had listened to my mother, I would have listened ten years ago, This decision is my own”

I placed the cup of coffee on the nearby table and looked ahead. I had not seen my father yet.

“Do you love Yashal?” I now looked at my father and he was looking at me. Sometimes we make eye contact with the person in front of us so that he can understand our answer with eyes, not with words. And just like that, my father turned his smiling face forward, understanding with my eyes

“Yashal.. she agreed?”

“I didn't ask her father for permission, I asked her. She said yes, and that was the only answer I needed .” I said with a shrug. When my father put his hand on my shoulder and made me stand in front of him and said

“Son, whatever problem you may have had with this man, it doesn't mean you disrespect him and disrespect him not because he is your future father-in-law or because he is related to your Khala Rather, because he is older than you and is the father of Yashal”

I looked away with a bitter smile and said “I have a problem with this man because he took a sister away from my mother. I have a problem with this man because he has hurt us all, me, Yashal, my mother, my khala, Saif, he is to blame for everything. If it was my case, Appa it would be easy to forget, but here was the suffering of two families I can't forget NEVER” I said this so loudly that I didn't realize that my eyes were full.