That Is Where My Heart Resides.

25.Mahoor

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How it really feels like to be under a dark cloud.

He really was there,as expected and this time I was really scared to death,the pounding of my heart this time was experienced in the ears,and there was a lump in my throat which forbade me to speak anything.Whatsoever happens now he will clearly say everything without considering anything neither time nor the persons and I fear of Ammi just having a severe heartache.

"Omer you should be thankful to Sameer who just found Mahoor otherwise she could've been lost all along and you would be just searching for her all the day,and where were you", Ammi questioned him and I just kept praying to Allah that he would just stay like this and not just open his mouth because I surely cannot  guarantee anything he just says.

"I.....Oh...I just tried to find her and then I might thought that someone may even brought her here", he snarled narrowing his eyes on Sameer,which were filled with disgust and annoyance for him.

"Okay aunty,thankyou for the chai,it really burned the headache off,I'll be leaving otherwise Amma would definitely plot a murder plan for me,Allah Hafiz", Sameer stood up taking salam from Ammi than looking at me and muttering 'Allah Hafiz' and then reached closer to Omer and whispered something to which Omer just faked a smile and then he just left.

As soon as he left I could feel as if I am insecure and not probably safe anymore and I just wish to run back to him.Ya Allah why do I get comfort from him and feel secure with him not Omer?

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"How dare you just come with Sameer and not me?", he bursted full of anger on me.

"There was nothing I could do,I really am sorry for all that", I apologised trying to hold my tears back,because I fear if I blink they would be flowing down the cheeks at the same time.

"I don't want you to be near that Sameer guy,he is just a threat to us,he just want to be a barrier between us", he said his grip on the steering wheel tight.

"He isn't a barrier between us,he really is rather polite", I defended him.

"Are you his wife or mine?", he snapped.

" I wish I was his wife", I muttered under my breath.

"Did you say something?", he roared.

"No I was just trying to accept what you want me to", I lied huffing.

"So you really ended up not telling anything", he said sarcastically.

"No,but this isn't the way to our home;where are we going?", my eyes noticed the unknown road and suddenly I was left puzzled.

"To a place I call home,where my family lives", he added mocking me and then snorted examining my facial expression.

What would just happen next was something that was really obvious but at the same time I wasn't aware of what torture I would be facing.Ofcourse the place he is taking me to is his real home,home is a place where there are laughters,full of love and affection,a place which makes you feel comfortable and relaxed,a place where people make it worth living,it really is a place where his wife and children live,to which Phuppo is aware but she just wanted to take some sort of revenge even though I hadn't done any bad to her.

I breathed in and out slowly realising the depression falling over me,encircling all my body,my chest rising up and down slowly to which I hoped he won't notice.

All of a sudden it feels like wedding isn't something a person dreams of,like how a person will be loving you more than anyone else,will be faithful and devoting,always there was for,caring even though he himself is broken,someone who will never betray you at any cost,someone who will be there for you,just like your shadow,someone who will show you light when you are in darkness.But unfortunately its just what a person believes not what actually takes place,I wish fantasies were real,I wish there was someone really with prince charming traits.

It feels like I am constant under storm clouds.And it feels like I am fading and invisible.I don't even know how much longer I can hold onto all this.How long I will be able to stand all this?I just have lost faith in myself instead of losing faith in others.I have been blaming myself for everything that goes wrong.

"So have you thought about it?", Omer asked suddenly awakening me from my deep thoughts.

"What?", I asked curiously not knowing even a inch of what he was saying.

"Can you just be mature for a second?", he snapped.

"Oh....I'm sorry", I replied remembering the thought from today.

"So what have you decided?", he questioned again his brows coming closer,his voice icy cold like a blast of cold wind.

"I don't want to", I replied sighing.

"Why!!?", he said out aloud with fury and rage.

"I don't want my family in any  sort of trouble and tension", I said folding my hands together,my finger intertwining with each other,my body burning up like fire.

"Why can't you just get lost?", he barked.

"You know it's only a matter of few years", I said tears welling up in my eyes,my lips quivering and sobs accompanying them.

How can I just explain that there are only few years left,then he could enjoy with his family.

A/N: Pity for Mahoor?
*cries a river for Mahoor*
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