Bond

♡Am I DREAMING!¡!♡

- I didn't get your name?
- It's Tahira Tabassum.
- What a nice name! Ms Tahira.
- You can call me Ashfa. Most people call me this.
- Of course, Why not. It's nicer than Tahira. Though both are your names.

She smiled but didn't said anything. She doesn't seem to be interested in me. But I want to talk to her. I've waited for this meeting for all this time. I have imagined it to happen in so many ways. But I've never imagined it to be like this.

I didn't ever think it in my wildest dream that I'll be talking to Asha at Abrar's house, at their living room. Maybe it's a dream. I've pinched myself so many times but it's not.

Here I am. Sitting in front of her with Anisha and her other friends. Her other friends are one more girl and two young men. Among them one young man's name is Imtiaz. They all told me their name but I already forgot them.

Today morning after breakfast uncle came into my room to chat with me. The thing he discussed was that Anisha wants to get married. She likes one of her friends in a romantic way.

She told him to come here today and uncle aunty wants me to meet him. I don't understand what will I do meeting him. If Anisha wants to get married she will. There is no need for me to meet him.

But I can't say this to them. I know they are already hurt by this marriage proposal. I mean Anisha is their daughter in-law. Of course they'll be hurt. But they loves Anisha as their own daughter. They will never reject her decision. Maybe they wanted to know from me that the person is good and deserving.

They told me that the man's name is Imtiaz. He'll come at afternoon. I remember when Anisha came to meet me last night she did mention that her friends will be coming today. But she didn't said anything like this.

After lunch Anisha talked with me for a bit. She said to me,
- I know you will think that I am a bad girl. I didn't love Abrar enough to stay as a widow all my life. But believe me, I did love him with all my heart. It's just that when Imtiaz proposed me I couldn't say no.
- I understand Anisha. And I am not judging you by this. Believe me I am not. I also think you should get married. It's have been three years. You should move on.
- But (Abrar's) mom and dad are mad at me. Right?
- No silly, they are not. They are a little upset but not mad. And they have their reasons to be sad. You can't blame them for that.
- They are not angry with me? You sure?
- Yes silly girl I'm sure.
- I still love Abrar but I love Imtiaz too. It's complicated.
- You don't have to justify yourself.
- Thanks Asif. I'm relieved now.
- You are most welcome. And don't forget to invite me in your wedding.
- You are too much. Of course you'll be invited.
- Yeah I know. I was just joking.

After the conversation I didn't get chance to talk to her. It was nearly evening when she came to me and asked me to go and meet her friends sitting in the living room.

When I went to the living room I froze. In front of me was sitting Asha, looking like an angel. She was looking at me.

How can this be possible. I'm dreaming. I'm sure I'm dreaming. I pinched myself several times. No, it is real. Not my imagination, I told myself.

Anisha introduced me to her friends. Asha seemed a little uncomfortable hearing my name. Then Anisha told me her two friends name who were sitting together. I forgot their name immediately after being told. Then she introduced Imtiaz, who was sitting beside my Asha.

But who is interested in Imtiaz? I'm interested in Asha. And why is Anisha's boyfriend sitting beside my Asha? But if he's Anisha's lover and other two are a couple then who's with Asha? Is she single? I knew it Asha. I know you are mine. I wanted to talk to Asha. So I talked to her directly before Anisha could introduce her.

- I didn't get your name?
- It's Tahira Tabassum.
- What a nice name! Ms Tahira.
- you can call me Ashfa. Most people call me this.
("Can't I just call you Asha? I've always called you that.")
- Of course, Why not. It's nicer than Tahira. Though both are your name.

She doesn't want to talk with me. I don't understand why. Maybe it's because I'm from Anisha's ex-husband's side. Doesn't she knows I want Anisha to get married. I'm supporting Anisha. I'm nor their foe but friend. I'm always on Asha's side.

Please Asha understand that. Even if she doesn't want to but I have to talk to her. I want to know more about her.

- So, what do you do Ms Ashfa?
- I've completed English lit.
- I mean you teach somewhere?
- No, I don't.
- Oh. Anisha is in teaching profession. So I thought maybe you are also in that line.
- Then I have to say you are wrong. She said with a fake smile. It's clear that she's irritated. But I don't want to irritate her.

Why does she dislikes me so much? What have I done? Is it about my name? If it is, then that's not my fault. Because I didn't named myself. If it is the reason for her not liking me. Then I'll also not disturb her anymore.

- Yeah, I suppose. Okay then I'll take your leave now,
I said looking at Asha. Then I looked at Anisha and said, Anisha talk to your friends. I'll not disturb you any more. Anisha wanted to say something but I didn't give her any chance and left the living room. If my Asha doesn't want me then there is no point of me being here.

A/N. Yaay! They finally met. Hope you liked the chapter. Happy reading and be happy!