ENAMOUR LOVE

Chapter 62.

AABAN.

We walked towards the dining table and settled on it. Amyrah looked so uncomfortable in her father's presence. She was stiffened in her place and looked alert all the time. I really want to go back to our home, this house and the people living in it are so suffocating.

I glanced at Amyrah who was nibbling on the food clearly uninterested. Just as I was about to hold her hand under the table something fell on me.

"I'm so so sorry." Zubair looked panicked looking at the spoon which fell on my jeans. "Nah it's alright." I started wiping it with a tissue.

"Aaban." A soft meeky voice came from beside me and I looked up at her. She looked tense with furrowed brows. "I'm fine." I whispered to her but she was still uncomfortable.

"Go and wash it off, it might stain." Zubair suggested and I nodded standing up from my place. Amyrah was getting up too but I reassured her that I'll be fine and after asking about where the washroom is walked towards it.

I was about to pass through the kitchen but the voice stopped me. "Jiju." (Bro in law). I looked up to see Zayna standing there with a big smile on her face. What does this girl want?

"Aap yaha ka sink use kar lein, andar ka tap thoda kharab hai." (Use the sink of here as the inside tap needs a little repairing). I thought for a second and nodded walking inside the kitchen.

I wet my fingers and started wiping off my jeans. "Kaise hein aap?" (How are you?). She asked in a sweet silky voice and I stopped myself from cringing at it. I just nodded in response.

As I turned around I froze in my place looking at her standing so close to me. I tried to move back but couldn't as the sink behind me stopped me. "Hato." (Move). My voice came out in a frustrated way.

"Haan." (Yes). She chuckled nervously but instead of moving back, she stepped closer and kept her hand beside me while trying to take something from the counter. The pungent smell of perfume hit my nostrils making me want to gag.

I tried to move from the other side but how careful I try to be I'll touch her and I don't want that. Shall I push her back? Ughhh!! Where did I get trapped? I tried to push her away from me to maintain some distance between us.

"Ouch." She hissed and looked at me in the eyes. I immediately averted my gaze and tried to push her back but her hair got tangled in the button of my jacket. What the actual fuck is this now?!

I tried to move again but she cried in pain. "Wait, you are hurting me." She was trying to remove her hair from the button. I was getting so impatient now. She moved closer to me and if any one of us moves our fronts might touch. I tried to take a step back but she hissed and looked up at my face.

"Do it fast I don't have, all day." She nodded. I closed my eyes and started doing Istighfar. There were sounds of footsteps and I immediately opened my eyes but everything happened so fast that I wasn't able to register anything.

This bitch was literally hugging me with her hand on my torso and another on my chest. My eyes landed near the entrance of the kitchen and my heart dropped looking at Amyrah standing there with tears brimming in her eyes.

Without thinking about anything else I shoved Zayna from me and cause of my force she fell on the ground with her hand on her head. "Amyrah." My breathings were getting heavy looking at the emotions swirling in her eyes.