"Sit down!" Ahaan said.
"Ab batao mujhe kya chal raha hai!" He demanded.
Zara shook her head.
"Do you expect me to clarify what she said?" He asked firmly.
She shook her head again.
"Speak up, I need words!" He pressed but his voice doesn't showed any glimpse of anger, all he wanted was his sister to trust their love not any stranger's words.
"Mai bojh hu?" She whisper asked with tears brimming her eyes.
"And what do you think what you are?" He countered.
"Maine phele pucha!" She said with her head hung low.
"Mere pyar me kami hai koi?" He asked, she shook her head instantly with tears streaming down her cheeks
"Yeh sawaal hi kaise aaya fir, huh? Bakwaas kar rahi thi wo aur tumne yaqeen karliya? Duniya me laakho log hai aur har insaan ke alag alag opinion hota hai, ab har kisi ki baat ko tawajju (attention) dogi?"
"Jhut toh nahi keh rahi thi wo..!" Her voice trembled.
"Aur aap batana prefer karengi kounsi baat sach thi usme?? Baba ko tumne maara hai??? Ahmed ko tumne maara hai?? Bakwaas nahi karo zara mere saamne bewaja daant sunti ho harr baar isi reason se!" Ahaan sighed
"Unhone kaha...mai kahi rehne layak...nahi hu...sab mujhe... sab mujhe majboori me..!" She sobbed crying
"Bakwaas kar rahi thi wo, bakwaas tha har ek lafz jo unhone kaha, mera aur umer ka pyar itna kamzor hai? ki tum ek stranger ki baato me aakar humare pyar par shaq kar rahi ho?!" He asked sharply
"Maine aisa nahi kaha!" She cried more.
"Kaha nahi par khyaal to aaya na jo nahi aana chahiye, maine kaha tha I'll always reassure you par kisi stranger ne aakar kuch keh diya aur tum usko seriously logi toh mai explanation nahi dunga na aaj na hi kisi aur din, aayi samjh!" He said firmly.
She nodded but her expressions clearly showed she didn't understood anything.
"Words!" Ahaan pressed.
"Mujhe wo sab yaad araha hai jo mama ne hospital me kaha aur uss raat jo kuch hua, mujhe laga mai bhool gayi par mujhe har ek chiz yaad hai bhaiya mujhe nahi yaad karna.... fir bhi sab yaad araha hai, mai villa me ek din bhi so nahi paayi, kyuki aap aur umer bhai dusre room me the mujhe fir nightmares aarahe the mujhe unsafe feel horaha tha, mai 2 saal ki bachi toh nahi jo dar lagne par bado ke paas soti hai, mujhe itni adat hogayi aapke paas sone ki ke yeh bhi realise nahi hua mai aaplog ki personal space invade kar rahi hu I hate myself bhaiya ji, mujhe nahi samjh aaraha mere sath kya horaha hai, I used to hate cry babies mai ab khud har choti choti baat pe roti hu arghhh!" Her tears flowed freely, she cried uncontrollably, her chin wobbling.
He sighed seeing her , he never had a heart which could see his little sister cry like this, his heart ached at his sister's tears. He went near her and took her in his embrace.
She buried her face in chest and started hicupping.
"Bus buss shh relax calm down!" He rubbed her back in soothing circles
He didn't said anything for few minutes knowing she doesn't need any explanation right now, all she needs is comfort from him.
After few minutes she stopped crying, but still she didn't wanted to leave him.
"You remember right you're bhaiya's strong girl!" He asked holding her chin, she nodded.
"Koi aur bhi baat hai jo itna hurt kar rahi hai?!" He asked still rubbing her back.
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A beautiful mishap
General Fiction"Step into the world of Malik mansion, where two brothers unaware of their sister fight with their own battles,meanwhile their sister is trapped in a family she feels abandoned from, she has a dream to escape from the world she is living, but instea...
