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𝒟𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃: 𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺.
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Ibrahim Alaamah who is a pure Muslim guy. A man of his words, well mannered, a bi...
Baat bigdi hai iss qadar, Dil hai toota, toote hai hum~
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I froze at the moment, his words stabbed my heart.
I could feel my breathing stopping for a second as tears started forming in my eyes. "Ibra-him I- "
I paused, not able to form any words.
How could a single picture be so capable of affecting my relationship and our bond?
It was clear that he didn't trust me otherwise he would have never said those things.
Inspite of whatever he said, the fact that I am in love with him and I can't lose him. "Kitni asaani se tmne ye keh diya....................kya tumhare liye hamare rishte ke bas itne mayne the ki kisi teesre ke kuch keh dene se tut jaaye?"
(How easily you announced this....................did our relationship mean just that much to you that can get affected by a third person's sayings?)
"Rishta?" While laughing in a sarcastic tone, he continued. "Rishte ka to mazaak bnakr rkha hai tmne. Maafi maangna to dur, tum apni galti maan bhi nhi rahi." ( A relationship?) ( You have made fun of that relationship. Instead of apologizing, you are not even accepting your mistake.)
"Jb maine kuch galat kiya he nhi to kis baat ki maafi maangu tmse?" I snapped back in my shaky voice. ( Why should I apologise when I haven't done anything wrong?)
"Hardly anyone would have hurt me as much as you have today."
He went completely silent for a moment. His words were holding pain.
"You know what Amaya.......jo chot mere haath pr lagi hai wo samay ke saath bhar jaayegi, lekin jo chot mere dilpr lagi hai uska ghaav mere saath qayamat tk rahega." ( You know what Amaya........the wound on my hand will get healed with time but the wound on my heart will forever reside with me.)
His every words were feeling like a dagger in my heart.
Before continuing anything, he hung up the call.
I ran to my room.
Ignoring Naina di, I quickly went inside the bathroom.
As I turned on the shower, I bursted out crying loudly.
Sobbing and shivering, I just wanted to know what was my fault?
Is that really easy to end something once you decided to have in your life forever?
Is that really easy to accuse someone you love without even listening to that person?
I was devastated. My body felt numb as my sobs got louder.
"Amaya open the fucking door and tell me what happened?"
I heard her calling me multiple times.
With the support of tap, I stood up and unlocked the bathroom door.
