A Delightful Tragedy

19. Confession

WAIT A MINUTE! THAT CAR IS FAMILIAR! It's a Range Rover.

ITS SHARIQ's CAR. OH MY GOD!

The two men walked closer to us as I recognised both of them. Rooh and Shariq. I, for the first time in the last few hours, sighed out of relief.

"Shariq bhai?" Insharah spoke astonishingly.

"Yes." I whispered.

"Uméma!" Shariq's familiar voice called out as tears of joy spilled out my eyes.

Shariq and Rooh both sprinted towards our direction.

"Shariq." I whispered at the sight of him. I walked towards him, closing the distance between us and threw my hands around him.

"Told you not to go office!" I whined against his chest as tears finally made its way out.

"I am sorry, Uméma." Shariq's gentle voice calmed me down as his arms circled around me.

I cried my eyes out in his embrace.

"Insharah, finally." I turned back to the girl who had been with me the most difficult situation of my life.

"Finally, bhabhi." She smiled at me as she hugged me really tight.

"See? I told you we will get out of it!"

"Of course."

"Are you both okay? I hope that you both have gotten no injury." Rooh voiced out worriedly.

"No, Rooh. We both are fine." I smiled weakly.

"Physically yes, mentally no." Insharah rolled her eyes at Rooh. Oh, so our chirpy Insharah is back now.

"When were you mentally fine, anyway?" Rooh sniggered at her words. He provoked her but I could see care for her in his eyes. He probably did it to lighten her mood I guess.

That's how both of them got involved into another banter.

"Uméma." Shariq held my arm.

"How are you? Are you sure you're fine?" He asked wandering his eyes around me to check whether any injury is caused or not.

"I am not talking to you! Huh!" My eyes widened as I heard Insharah say the same thing as me. Lol.

I folded my hands across my chest and turned away from him.

"Shariq bhai, let's just get ourselves settled first?" Insharah pleaded him.

"Of course. Sure you didn't get hurt, Insha?" He asked her. Aw, the brother side of him so adorable.

"No bhai but I am really tired. So please unlock the car."

All of us got seated in the car. I and Insharah at the back and the rest two in the front.

"Shariq bhai, Mantasha has gone totally bonkers." Insharah started.

"Don't even get started about it!" Shariq heaved.

"Because of her we had to got through so much. We got so scared you know? Of course, you won't, you were too busy in your office presentation." I snapped at him. I don't know why I was behaving so rudely or was blaming Shariq for all the chaos. Somewhere I had to vent my anger, you know.