"Inse keh de maine kuch nahi kiya, agar mujhpe yaqeen nahi hai to meri friend fariha se puchle ya meri class ki kisi bhi student se puchle, maine aaplog ke kehne ke baad ruhaan se baat bhi nahi ki I promise" zara mumbled
"Wo sach jaan chuka hai" ahaan replied
Zara's gaze lifted to meet his. Ahaan's gentle blink was all the reassurance she needed, and she nestled deeper into his embrace, feeling a sense of safety and trust
"Maine kaha tha na zara khana khalena, aaj breakfast nahi kiya, kal kuch nahi khaya parsu bhi dinner nahi kiya, ab dekho fever se jal rahi ho!" Ahaan scolded lightly
Zara pulled out of his embrace and pouted.
"Lunch kiya tha parsu?" Ahaan asked sternly
"No zara sach bataegi to daant padegi already bohut badi list bangayi hai bhooke rehne ki" zara though for a while, keeping her index finger on her chin, biting her lower lip and nodded her head
"Try again!" He said boring into her eyes.
She gulped down seeing his intimidating eyes and shook her head slowly
"Sabko apni manmaani karni hai is ghar me, ab itna gussa araha hai na par daantna nahi chahraha mai tumhe" Ahaan chided
Umer was silently weeping in corner, zara heard him sniffing and lifted her face, her eyes locked onto his, and Umer's resolve crumbled, he couldn't control and quickly rushed to her, embracing her tightly, his tears started flowing uncontrollably, for a moment zara didn't respond, her body stiff in his arms, her shoulders were wet with his tears.
"Bhai.." she whispered unsure why he was crying.
"I am sorry zoi, I am really sorry, maine gusse me bina sonche samjhe tum par hath utha diya, I know mai bohut bura hu mujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye tha, please mujhe maaf kardo tum jo bologi mai wo sab karunga, jaha bologi waha ghumane le jaonga, jo maangogi sab dilaunga, kabhi nahi chillaonga kabhi hath nahi uthanga please maaf kardo, tum mujhse ladti hui achi lagti ho aise apne kamre me bund naraz nahi please meri pyari bhen maaf kardo" umer said hiccuping
And Zara's heart melted like butter seeing her strong brother to break down in her arms, she was a soft hearted person, she had never been able to bear the sight of tears, even though she rarely cry herself but her heart melts everytime she sees anyone crying, how could she not melt this time when it was her brother, her best friend, her gossip partner. Her heart went out to him, but she was not ready to forgive him so easily after what he has done
"Bhaiya ji inse kahein ki dur hatein phele to bina baat jaane itni zor se maarte hai fir khud rokar emotional karte hai, mai bohut zyada gussa hu mujhe nahi baat karni inse!" She said angrily.
"I am sorry zoi, I am very very sorry, please maaf kardo!" Umer said detaching himself from hug and holding her feverish hands
Zara shook her head.
"Bohut bure hai aap, mai kabhi baat nahi karungi!"
Umer's unexpected gesture left Zara stunned. Her eyes widened in surprise as he held his ears and started doing sit-ups, a sight she never thought she'd see. This was a gesture reserved only for Ahaan, and the fact that Umer was doing it for her made her feel loved again.
Umer did 100 sit-ups, and Zara counted for him. She wanted him to do more, but her gaze noticed the sweat forming on his forehead, and she couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of him.
"Maaf kardu kya?" She whispered in Ahaan's ears, her eyes sparkled again with amusement
"Only if you feel so!" Ahaan whispered back
YOU ARE READING
A beautiful mishap
General Fiction"Step into the world of Malik mansion, where two brothers unaware of their sister fight with their own battles,meanwhile their sister is trapped in a family she feels abandoned from, she has a dream to escape from the world she is living, but instea...
