Memories We Hold Together

"Open Wounds"

About half an hour after Gul came home, Rehan also came from the office.
Picking up the dishes from the table, she looked at the wall clock, it was nine thirty.

"Rehan?!"
He who was placing the glass on the kitchen counter turned to her.

"Hmmm?"

"Let's go for a walk."

"Right now?" Looked at the clock and said

"Why? is there a problem?!"
Gul said nervously,

"No but..."

"Okay, i'll bring my scarf then."
And she ran towards the room. Leaving Rehan a bit confused.

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Wrapping a light brown scarf around her neck, she was walking beside Rehan.
While Rehan was busy looking for an empty bench in this small park,

"Let's sit there..."
he pointed towards the empty bench,

"I thought we came for a walk."
Gul reminded Rehan while sitting on the bench,

"We've been walking for ten minutes."
he said with a smirk

Gul took a deep sigh.

"There alot of people here, considering how small the place was.

Well? why you wanted to go for a walk all of a sudden?"

Gul eyes were observing the people, not listening to whatever the man was saying beside her, she was trapped in her own thoughts.

Suddenly she felt a pressure on her shoulder and she came out of her thoughts.

"Gul? what happened? are you okay?!"
Rehan soft tone reached her ears

"Yeah -Yes, I-I'm just worried about Dad."
She was shuttering,

"Why? Is everything okay?!"
His face got more tensed

"Yeah yeah Everything's fine It's just-

Can I ask you something?" She took a deep sigh before asking,

"How do you forgive someone? "
Gul's eyes became moist.

"Gul, did something happened? What kind of strange things are you talking about? Did Uncle said anything to you?"

Rehan was confused and quite worried now.

Feeling weak, she became silent.

"Gul? I'm asking you something."
Rehan questioned her once again.

"Let's go home, it's too late."
Gul stood up wrapping her scarf more tightly around her neck, suddenly she felt body becoming colder.

Rehan while sighing stared following her without pushing her any further.

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Omar's thoughts were bothering her today.
She felt that she was not doing right with her father.
Whatever he did, in the end he was her father
They only wanted his well-being.

The light of the table lamp in the room was tearing the darkness, the pages of the diary on the table near the window were swaying in the wind.
Holding a pen in her hand, she was engrossed in her thoughts, looking at the blank pages.

"Now what's the use of resentment? Will it change your life!? Will the person in your life change?"

she started writing down her thoughts.

"Rehan is your husband and even if you want to, you can't change this truth, Gul!"

She was thinking when her gaze landed on him sleeping who was sleeping soundly.