✿ Dramatic ✿

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Nataliya went straight away to the cafe to eat something yummy because one thing Nataliya Haider loved was food only.

She bought a slice of pizza and a diet coke can to lower the calories as much as she could. She was a chubby girl, kinda overweight for her height. She was 5.1feet tall and weighed 64kgs. Her abdomen and thighs had the most fat in her body. She was hourglass in shape, tried multiple times to lose some body weight but didn't succeed.

Ab nahi hoti patli to na hoon. Khana peena to nahi chor sakti ab, She thought before buying the pizza.

(If I can't lose weight that doesn't mean I should starve myself)

She enjoyed the food while watching the cricket match playing on the screen in the cafeteria.

"You are fail" Zara said coming to her table.

"How do you know?" She asked.

"Sir announced it in front of everyone" Zara replied, sitting beside her.

"He is such a bitchy man" Nataliya's eyes widened in shock.

"Be respectful he is our teacher" Zara reminded her.

"I hate him" Nataliya told her.

"And he doesn't like students like you" Zara said.

"His choice is ugly just like his face" She sneered.

"Oh come on Sir is the most handsome man in our faculty" Zara said truthfully without simping over him.

"And the meanest one" Nataliya rolled her eyes.

"He scolds you only because of this attitude of yours" Zara tried to explain her shortcomings.

"I don't like his attitude either" She said instantly.

"Then keep getting scolded" Zara replied, taking out a box from her bag.

"What did you get today?" Nataliya asked impatiently.

"White sauce pasta" Zara smiled.

"Yayyy" She beamed in happiness.

"You are getting happy as if you have never eaten anything good" Zara chuckled.

"I am a hostelite remember!" Nataliya muttered sadly.

"It's okay. Don't start crying now" Zara slapped her arm watching her dramatic face.

The rest of the classes went well. The day finally ended and Nataliya felt as if she got freedom from a prison. Zara bid her bye as her brother had already been waiting for her at the gate. Nataliya and Zara were the closest friends and they had a good friendship with the rest of the group.

Nataliya put her dupatta over her head and face, shielding her face from the scorching heat. She walked out of the university gate to the nearby park. At the park gate she waited for two minutes meantime she was drenched in sweat.

Her anger was at peak when a black Corolla stopped near her. He was ten minutes late. He should have informed her about being late but as usual he didn't.

Nataliya started walking angrily.

The car came behind her. Lowering the glass window, he said loudly.

"Get in the car!"

"I will go on my own. Thank you!" She informed him without looking up at him.

"Drama band karo or gari main betho" He was irritated now.

(Stop being dramatic and sit in the car)

"Nahi bethoon gi kiya kar lain gy ap" She stopped and stared at him.

(I won't. What would you do)

"Utha ke phainkoon ka gari main" He said getting out of the car.

(I will throw you in the car)

Nataliya rushed to the other side of the car before he could lay his hands on her. She settled into her seat. The air conditioner calmed her down.

"Uff toba bohat garmi hy" She muttered.

(It's too hot today)

"Who asked you to come earlier. You should have waited and asked me" He glanced at her unhappily.

"Can't you message me by yourself?" She asked, turning towards him. She was fully ready to argue.

"I was busy" He replied.

"As always" She said bitterly.

He looked at her for a moment but said nothing. She was angry and he didn't want to argue at the moment. He decreased the temperature of air conditioning.

When he reached the house, she stepped out of the house and unlocked the gate with her set of keys. She opened the gate and walked to the main door of the house and started unlocking it. He had parked the car in the porch and was now locking the gate.

"Aslamo alaikum" Nataliya greeted loudly walking inside the house.

"Aslamo alaikum" He followed her but his voice was way lower than hers. He could never match her enthusiasm.

She went into her bedroom and slammed the door behind her deliberately.

Jahil, He muttered walking to his room.





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