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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After taking a soothing shower when he came back to his room, rubbing his wet hair with the towel, his attention became high once he sensed someone's presence here. As expected, Hoorain was here, sitting over the edge of his bed, impatiently nudging her nails with each other while waiting for him. Hearing the click of the door of the washroom, Hoorain's brown eyes flitted over there, and a red streak appeared over her cheeks, seeing him shirtless, only wearing sweatpants.
Masab's eyebrows shot up seeing her here like this. He shot her a stern look before reaching over for his shirt. "What are you doing here, Hoorain?"
Hoorain stood up and walked over to him. "I came here to meet you, Shah. It's been a while since we last met."
He shook his head. "That wasn't a very good way for it, Hoorain. If I was having a shower, you could have knocked and waited for my answer. If anyone sees you in my room at night like this, it won't give a very good impression, so please leave."
Hoorain brooded. "Why do you always talk this roughly to me, Shah? Before anything else, we are cousins and childhood friends but you always ignore me."
Masab cringed at this childhood friend's mention. She was his cousin, but he never liked to mingle with anyone at all, most importantly, with a girl. "You are mistaken Hoorain. I am not a very outgoing person. We are cousins and I respect you like that."
"Only cousin? We have some other relation than only cousin as well, Shah. And I came here under that particular relation," Hoorain murmured, searching any soft look in his eye.
Masab's finger came to an halt over his button as he was fastening them. He gave her an exasperating look. After successfully gaining the trust of his family, he was made sure that they would talk to his uncle's family about the denial of this relationship soon. "Hoorain, I told you before as well that I am never interested in making any new relationship with you. And I have taken into account my parents for this as well. I respect you very much so let us keep it this way."
Tears brimmed in Hoorain's eyes. "What's the problem with me?"
Masab sighed. "There's nothing wrong with you, Hoorain. I have told you this before as well that I love someone else. And I can't dodge you like this. You deserve someone who can take care of you without having any second thoughts."
"Is she very beautiful? Even more than me?" Hoorain suddenly asked, out of the blue.
Masab recklessly started looking at the screen of his phone. "Beauty doesn't matter to me, Hoorain."
She clenched her jaw angrily. "Then she must have been very cunning that she seduced a person like you. I know girls like her very well. They consider their beauty their arrow and trap--"
