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" Seeing your love happy with someone else,
Are you burning?
Is that what you call love? "
That smile, that contentment, how badly it hurt his heart,Anger in the eyes, impatience in the heart, he was burning like burning coals.
He knew that he was late, he had lost badly and this defeat was not acceptable to him at all.
"You can't do this to me! You are mine, only mine, I can't bear to have someone else take you..."
Looking at her with burning eyes, he was spewing venom.
"Gul Omar! I will come back, and when I come I will take you with me..."
"Whether it includes your will or not!"
Uzair walked away and got lost in that darkness.
***
She was in the process of understanding her own condition, away from the colorful pageants of the world, when someone laid a hand on her shoulder and called her softly,"Reema? what happened? Why are you sitting here alone?"
Lifting her bowed neck, she found Rabail in front of her. She barely smiled.
"Hmmmm! So there's a problem again!"
When there was no response, she sat with her and said,
"Tell me? What happened now?"
"I don't know, Mama! I'm very confused myself, I'm surrounded by thoughts of Rehan."
As she panicked,
"Relax Reema! If you get confused like this it will be more difficult for you and anyways I told you this feeling won't go away so easily, everything takes time and it will take you time to understand it all Hmmm!? "
Rabail creased her hand, as if comforting.
Reema smiled slightly.
"Shall I tell you the best solution to get rid of these thoughts?"
said with a smile,
Reema nodded in agreement.
"Leave it all to Allah."
There was contentment in the tone.
Once again a smile spread on Reema's face, she held her mother's hand firmly. Trying to tell her that's she feel's better now.
" Thankyou mama! You've given me so much encouragement, telling me how much easier life is when parents are supportive."
Rabail hugged her smilingly.
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They were both standing near the stage smiling and looking at them.
"Thank you."
Rania's faint voice reached his ears.
"For what?" brows frowned in confusion.
"For being here." she smiled,
"Okay! now I've accepted your thanks, you have to accept my apology."
"Apology for what." asked in a surprised tone,
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