Tonight he is feeling surreal. A mission was accomplished, a privilege was attained and a secret was nurtured to see its revelation in the best form. He nudged the bedroom door and his eyes were delightful seeing someone whose presence here made him...
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As the bright light of the dawn slowly made its way over the sky, replacing the darkness with its hopeful shimmer, some of them also fell over the encased curtains of their bedroom. The mixture of still dusk and the encroaching break of day gave a charming greyish color to the atmosphere with the cool and calm swaying breeze, making the atmosphere beautiful.
With a jerk in her body, she woke up. Her eyes shot up to the light brown ceiling, which seemed different than the one she had been seeing for a month. Andaleeb lazily looked around, trying to contemplate whatever had happened to her in a dreamy state of mind before all the sleepiness fled her body after seeing that guy in front of her. Tension rose in her body at his sight. Andaleeb sometimes couldn't understand her condition. Sometimes, she felt immense hate for him, and sometimes, she found relief and serenity in his presence.
She sat up, sliding herself against the backrest of the bed; an amusing look crossing her expression, seeing him placing the prayer mat over the table. Andaleeb coughed a bit to draw his attention.
And she succeeded as Masab turned around and his gaze locked on her. In her body-hugging night suit, which didn't leave anything to imagine, he knew that this temptation was too good to overtake right now when her eyes still held hatred for him. He still remembered the time from last night when she became so bold and determined to provoke him when he played that coffee trick with her. Her enticing lips and gorgeous body acted like such an enchantment for him that he couldn't stop thinking about them for a long time.
Andaleeb held her hair with both palms and pulled them over her right shoulder, which caused her bare and creamy arms to show vividly as an invitation for him. "First you do sin and then you ask for forgiveness for Allah. That's very amusing."
He looked back into her eyes. "You don't know me enough."
She got out of the bed and approached him. "By the way, these prayers will not do anything for you. You are a killer. I am not a very religious person. But I know that murdering someone is a huge sin. And you aren't even remorseful over it. And then whatever you did with me and before me is something to be noted, too. " She jabbed her index finger over his chest. "People like you are very shameless. You try to whitewash your actions by making a show of a few prayers and charity work. Didn't you feel ashamed when you bow down to Allah, but just before that, you had killed an innocent and precious life?"
Masab held her finger and once again intertwined their hands as he did last night. "When that person is like that crap Aurang, then I really don't feel ashamed to give him this kind of fate."
She whined and used her other to punch him but Masab was smart enough to anticipate her next move as he grabbed her other wrist. "What did you do with him? How did you kill him?"
He raised a brow in irony. "Why do you need to know? Are you planning to make me confess and confide my crime to the police as I am letting you meet your family now?"
