This chapter is imaginary.. ⚠
I finally got 90+ percent in my 12th board examination. And as promised my Parents are going to make me meet Rubba
I can't believe I can finally meet her. She told me there's a border that connects the two country and super closed to our destiny.
So I packed everything. From the sweets I wanted her to try like Kaju katli to my favorite vegetarian dishes, like Shahi Paneer of course. I also made my special Pasta for her.
And travelled until we reached the famous gurudwara where she said Indians can enter.
When I reached there, I called her. "Rubba.. Where are you? "
"Behind you"
I quickly looked back and there I saw...
Those beautiful eyes, now slowly forming with tears, and her pretty nose, scrunching here and there as she tried to compose herself. And her pouty lips.
Without thinking ones, I quickly hugged her.
"Rubba" I hid my face on her shoulder so she won't be able to see I was crying.
"Are you crying" She chuckled, her voice also broke a little.
"...Salma begum ke 2 bachche hein, salam aur dua. Dono ghar me nhi hein. To wo apne husband se kya kahengi? "
I broke the hug to wait for her answer and she burst into laughter, and now I can properly see her face. Full of tears, just like me.
"Na salam, Na dua" We both laughed, it was another inside joke.
"Assalamualaikum wareh matullahi wabara katuhu" She said, staring at me with a soft smile on her face.
"Walaikum assalam wareh matullabi wabara katuhu" I sniffed.
"The way we are holding each other.. Isn't that kinda homo? " I said
"I don't care, I can finally touch you"
"Rubba that sounds so sus-"
We chuckled again, "..I can't believe we finally met Samia"
"Me either Rubba"
"I'm so glad I met you"
"Me too""Hey no homo though! "
She chuckled, "Yeah, just friends"
The End
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Kurgu OlmayanWho knew someone who's name I couldn't even pronounce right. Someone who didn't matter to me. Someone who was literal nothing would turn into everything I ever needed? #nohomo #justfriends