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Haseena stucked into a great fight mind vs heart to knock the door or not. She had a hard urge to talk with karishma but at the same time one part of her was holding her back causing her steps colouring with hesitations and insecurities.

The insecurities were not about what if Karishma misunderstood her, the insecurities were about what if she could not been able to put her point across properly in front of Karishma.

She close her eyes as a tear of her helplessness casecade down through her eyes.

"Haseena what are you doing there?" Her father's voice suddenly broke her trance. Sensing his footsteps increasing towards her, she hastily clean her tears and gulping down turns to him.

"What are you looking at?" He repeats his question once glancing at the close door and later his daughter, kind of strangely. "You okay?"

Haseena shook head immediately. Aadil nodding smiles at her and place his palm above her head, storking her hairs softly, "Aa jaa neeche....taxi aa gayi hain. Hum tere luggage le jaa rahe hain tu bhi aa jaa jaldi"

he then crawl down the esile with her stuffs and luggage. Haseena's eyes wells up once again as she with teary eyes sees the close door & starts walking out of the apartment. Going some steps, she exhaled deeply to hold back those water drops which's flowing thus causing her vision hazy.

She masked her emotions behind her fake smile before going near to her father who was putting the things on taxi. Haseena settle beside her father and the car spedd away from the sight of a particular person who with broken heart witnessing her going away.

Karishma press her palms across her face, covering her face totally as she whimpered and frustrately kick on a stone.

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Flashback♡

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Karishma was going through her workloads when her phone vibrates catching her attention.

"Umh"

"Sirf umh uske baad?" she saw Haseena's msg and then about to reply when the next second the msg got vanished. Karishma frowns realising she deleted it.

Her phone again chimes with another msg from her. "Ghar kab tak ayengi ap?"

Karishma amusingly smirk as she type a msg "Biwi bani nhi ki biwi wali harkatein abhi se"

Reading the message, Haseena rolls her eyes at her flirting skills and types again, "There have something i need to tell you about me....you should know. I don't want you to know this from anyone else other than me. I want to tell you by myself"

"Aisa kiya baatana hain?" Karishma thinks to herself and replies "Anything serious?"

to which gets an instant reply "Hmm"

"Kitna zyada serious hain?"

"Bohot zyada"

"You are scaring me now😞🤧" Karishma sent this and starts waiting for her reply.

"Karishma kiya kar rahi hoon waha corner pe idhar aao" Someone call her from behind. She looks back and ask for more five minutes with pleading eyes. The person understandingly nodded head and went back to his work.

She received another msg from her saying, "Nervous toh hum hain, hamari pol kholni wali hain na issi liye. I don't know ap react kaise karengi..."

"Ab aur koi baatein nhi ghar aajaye phir batein hogi jo bhi karni hain, bye and take care"

"Ok" Karishma replying off her phone and wonders to herself what serious matter Haseena was talking about.

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