Amra explained the whole plan to Saif.
A young looking man entered the coffee shop, his eyes searching for someone. He glanced at Amra and walked to her.
Amra whispered to herself '' So he is the idoit ''
''Hi! I am Amir . ''
''Walaikumsalaam. I am
Amra. ''Amra replied coldly.Amir took a seat and Amra quickly said, '' Look let me not waste your time and come straight to the point. I have a boyfriend. ''
''What?! '' Amir jumped of his seat.
Amra and the rest of the coffee shop astonished glared at him.
Amir sat down, '' What? ''
''Yep, ''Amra calmy replied.
Amra signalled Saif.
''Hi. I am Saif. '' He casually greeted Amir.
Amir confused looked at him.
Amra gave Saif an you can do it look.
''Amras Boyfriend. ''
''Oh. ''
''So look here Mr Amir i cant marry you. ''
''I can see that. Let me take your leave''
Amra nodded her head in a yes '' Sorry for wasting your time. ''
As soon as Amir left the coffee shop Amra burst out in tears of laughter. '' His such a big fool. ''
Saif just looked at her.
''By the way i am not supposed to be sitting with a non mahram. So alvida''
''I wasn't planning to sit with you anyways. ''
Amra made a whatever face and left. Saif softly laughed at himself and Amras craziness.
For you i lived
For you i could dieMy heart belonged to you
My soul was joint with youMy love for you
Is forever
Whether you exist or notI love you Saif
I miss you SaifAmra sat on her bed writing her diary. She wiped the tear that rolled from her right cheek.
Amra wearily got up from her place a slipped on a plain abaya. She put a 500 rupee note and her licence in the cover of her phone.
She climbed her scooter and rode of. She stopped by a toy store and bought a packet full of mystery packets along with a bouquet of iridescent balloons.
Amra rode for another kilometre and stopped by an orphanage. Past memories washing through her brain.It was sunny day while Saif played with giggling children all over the place. He had a water gun in his hand and chased all the miniature monsters who had wet him top to bottom.
Amra humming a bollywood number waited in the traffic. She looked around the place when she saw Saif.
With an admiration smile on her face she looked at him. He was childishly playing with small kids.
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Our Incomplete Love Story
SpiritualConnected hearts Joint souls Sacrifice was made A life was laid Life was incomplete Smiles were rarely seen Tears always run across her face Like rain pouring on the earths surface This was their love story Their incomplete love story