Flashback (huzaifa)
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"Stop!! Leave my hand!" I commanded in a aggressive manner.
"Huhh !! Sorry!! You are a sister to me!. Shoaib said.
Shoaib has curly black hair with small eyes. I haven't notice his eye colour as I was least bother.
He was tall and had a pale complexion.
"Mmmmm" I nodd
"Listen, I said, I am sorry!! I didn't mean to hurt you" shoaib in a polite manner .
Shoaib was new comer to tuition after vacations. Meanwhile hassan had gone for umrah.
Now shoaib is Huzaifa's best friend.
I gave shoaib and Huzaifa a weird look and move towards my street.
Shoaib try to follow me but I gave him such look that he hesitates and rest against the tuition's gate.
I hurriedly ran home .
Lock myself and try to be as calm as a sleepy lion.
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Its about an hour ago when i had locked myself.
I was reading my favourite novel . Just then i was interrupted by a doorbell.
"Huhhh !! Stella !...... Stella would you mind to check the door? "
No answer
"Stellaaaaa????"
Again no answer.
I stand and rush to the terrace to look who had come between me and my book.
I was amazed and about to faint .
"What are u doing here?"
I asked silently.
That tall , muscular guy in a decent yellow shirt smirk .
"Huzaifa??... I m talking to u ?.. why the hell are you here? "
Again but in aggression.
"Ahhh!! Would you mind to open the door??"
He said with that smile.
"Hainnnn... what did you just said??"
I asked astonishingly
Just then ma'am maria appear and asked me to open the door.
I hadn't over come from one shocked that huzaifa, that stalker is here, at my home!!
And
Then ma'am maria.
On my way to door I was wondering why she is here?
Kidnapped .
Apologies.
Where's shoaib then?
Punishment.
But for what.
"Huhhh!! Here you are my dear, you forgot your book at my desk." Ma'am said with a smile below her tiny nose.
"Ohh !! Thanks alot. I ll be needing this" I groan.
"Thats what Huzaifa said. And he helped me towards here"
Ma'am answered.
I was like .. hainn??
*confused and in shock at the same time*
but instead I smile back.
And was faced by a mountain of questions in my head
Is he followed me everytime I came home by walking??
Or he had stalked me before? ?
How he knows that I live here??
So many questions in my a tiny head and I was about to fall .
But
"Who's there.. honey?"
I loved stella's perfect timing
Stella questioned.
And I Balanced myself against the door.
"My tuition teacher " I answered
Meanwhile I hadn't noticed one thing.
One figure.
Behind ma'am maria .
It was him .
Again figuring my hijabi looks.
I conquer his figure too and offer thanksgiving.
"Allah hafiz! Be prepare for the test tomorrow azka!!"
Ma'am adviced.
"Yeah! Ofcourse!" I replied while figuring him again. "Thanks to both of you"
Door closed.
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*beep beep beep*. I got up from the couch and was quite amazed.
Yup !
Amazed again.
4 messages
8 miscalls
It was late night and I was reading my book as ususal
It was her.
My childhood buddy
"Hello bitch!! Are u dere or I had to Vist graveyard"
That exactly what i read
It was zoe.
Zoya Khan Somro
The kashmirii pretty girl with my age , having blonde hair and deep green eyes (from which I envy alot), tall , skiny and my best friend.
Another text of my love
My brother
My bhayyaa(big brother)
From Switzerland
"Holaaa sisss !! How you doing? Miss u lots.. do text me ASAAP!!!"
Today I had again gone through a roll coaster ride.
First shoaib
My hand
Him
Huzaifa
At my place
Now then them.
I called my bhayya first and he didnt answer.
Then I realized that it will be late night in Switzerland and he might b sleeping.
Then I called my bitch.
It was a long call as we havent talked since her fight with her boyfriend or cousin.
Huhh...
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In the morning , I woke up late just because of her late night chatting.
But something got me at early morning and I was half past dead.
Him and his letter.
OMG
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