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Author POV
As another day began Arhaan started to gather more information about Zaniyah and say it a love or something he started feeling guilty while doing so.
Arhaan POV
"Ya Allah! Ye Zaniyah Khan kya cheez hai, tumhare baare me zara si information kya ikattha kar li mano mera man keh raha h ki maine koi gunaah kar diya ho aakhir kya wajood hai tumhara mere is dil me." I said while looking at my reflection in the mirror placing my hand at my chest.
"Assalamualaikum everyone! Good morning!" I said smiling greeting my family sitting at the dining table.
"Walaikumassalam beta !" All the elders said in unison." Arhaan beta tumne bataya nahi kis college me admission lena hai tumhe." Abbu asked me as I was in 12th standard this year.
"Haan wo abbu abhi soch hi raha hun bata dunga thode hi time me." I said as i was busy in something else right now.
"Hmm par jaldi karo thoda thik hai na." Abbu said
"Ji abbu jaise hi koi acchi university milegi mai aapko bata dunga.'' I said smiling which abbu returned back.
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Khan Manor
Author POV
"Assalamualaikum ammi ! Good morning" Zaniyah greeted her mother sitting at the dining table.
"Kabhi to apne abba ko wish kar liya karo beta." Her mother said to which Zaniyah bitterly chuckled and said "Yeah ! Abba right ? Ye insaan jo yahan baitha hai isne saalon pehle hi wo haq kho diya hai ye mere abba nahi hain mere abba usi din mar gaye the jis din Zeeshan ka janaza utha tha. Never expect this from me that I will take you as my father now." And with that she got up and went out of the house
"Kab tak Danish kab tak tum apni zidd thame baithe rahoge wo tumhari shakal bhi nahi dekhna chahti aur tum usse expect kar rahe ho ki wo tumse aake baat karegi." As Amna said this her eyes started to turn moist.
Zaniyah POV
"Aage se sadak par mat bhagna ok warna phir se gir jaaoge aur tumhe choot lag jayegi." I said as I helped the kid to clean his wounds.
Actually I was very angry because of the morning chaos of my house and when I was walking on the street I saw this little kid running on the road only to get hurt by a bicycle although he was not that much hurt but he got several scratches on his left leg.
As I turned back I saw a person who was staring me but as soon as he saw me his eyes softened and a small smile tugged at his lips and he approached me and said,"How are you now?" He asked me and suddenly I remembered he is the one who soothed me down during my panic attack.
"Oh...yeah I'm fine now. Btw thanks for that day if it weren't for you I don't know what would have happened that day." I said forcihg a smile.
"You don't look fine though." He said as if he knew what was happening with me.
"Wanna talk to me about anything I can probably not do anything but can definitely provide you a good listening." He said insisting.
I sighed and nodded and we went to sit on a bench at the footpath.
As I explained him about the turmoil inside me I couldn't hold myself from crying and sobbing however he was indeed a good listener and provided me warmth which I needed the most.
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