AMYRAH.
The entire ride was in silence. He wasn't looking at me and I don't have the guts to talk to him or just initiate the conversation. I haven't done anything. They were lying but who is going to tell Aaban.
He parked the car and climbed off. I did too walking behind him. He started ascending the stairs and I was following closely behind. We entered our room. I need to talk to him. I can't afford any misunderstandings between us.
"Aaban." My voice was barely in a whisper.
"Ja kar fresh ho jao Amyrah." (Go and freshen up Amyrah). He walked to the closet and I kept staring at his back. Why is he reacting like this? How do I clear everything out? Ya Allah please help me.
With tears brimming in my eyes I walked to the washroom and freshened up. How everything changed in just two hours. We were so in peace before going there and now I feel suffocated.
After wearing my night dress I walked out. Aaban was sitting at the corner of the bed and was typing something on his phone. Silently I sat on the bed and kept looking at him. "Sojao." (Sleep).
I tried hard to control my emotions. This isn't the time to get weak. I didn't move from my place and just kept looking at his back. No, I can't sleep like this, not before sorting this out. He had to trust me. Our relationship isn't so weak that he will listen to someone else rather than me.
This isn't fair. The bond I made with him is so much stronger than this. Getting out of the bed I walked towards him. He was busy on his phone but I know he has his entire attention on me.
I sat on the floor between his legs and kept my hands on his knees. "Aaban, listen to me once." He kept his phone aside and looked at me. "I haven't done anything, they were lying Aaban."
"I know." He said but I wasn't satisfied. It felt as if he didn't want to listen to it and just said half heartedly.
"No you don't, just listen to me." I whispered to him, holding his fingers.
"Zayna came to me and said that you were searching for me and when I asked her where you was, she showed me that room but as I entered the lights turned off, I panicked. It was completely dark and I didn't know that he was there. But when the lights turned on I saw him but cause of my fear I wasn't able to react and sat there trying to catch my breath and just then you came. I promise I didn't know he was there. I don't even know how the door got locked."
He was quiet again looking away from me and I couldn't stop my tears. It started rolling down continuously. "Aaban maine aap ke alawa kisi ka tasawur tak nahi kiya hai please mujh par bharosa karein." (Aaban, I didn't even imagine anyone beside you, please trust me).
"Yaar Amyrah." He wiped my tears and held my shoulder asking me to come to him. He made me sit on his lap and hugged me. I held him tight and now I let my emotions flow and cried my heart out. He kept rubbing my back. "Shh Amyrah." He ran his fingers in my hair.
"Mujhe aap ki narazgi bardasht nahi hai." (I can't bear your resentment). I held him tighter fearing he might leave me.
"Mein bilkul naraz nahi hun Amyrah." (I'm not at all upset, Amyrah). He whispered back in a soft tone. "Idhar dekho." (Look at me). I slowly moved away from his chest and looked up at him. He again wiped my face and kissed my forehead.
"I trust you Amyrah, I trust you with my life." He told me, holding my face. "Maine safai isiliye nahi mangi ki mujhe tum par pura bharosa hai. Kya tumhe lagta hai hamara rishta itna kamzor hai jo mai bahar walon ki baat ko fauqiyat dunga?"
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RomanceLiving in a conservative and strict middle class family, of Siddique's, AMYRAH SIDDIQUE has to struggle a lot for the bare minimum as being the middle child of the family. Being at a young age, she lacked the care, love and importance which are the...
