Redemption

46| Redemption(Republished)

Assalam-o-Alaikum!

Guys this part got deleted, so I have published again.This is the same last chapter of the story. 

****This is not edited or revised so expect a lot of blunders and errors****

46| Redemption 

Ayesha

It's the fear that stops us; fear of rejection fear of being thrown away and fear of being never loved again the same way. And those who never fear never lose, people who have....

"Ayesha!" my room being knocked and the book literally jumped up in my hands, I looked in the direction and found the door pushing asidei quickly kept the book under my quilt and flashed a smile towardsmy idiot sister who had no sense of privacy.

"Guess what!" I could feel hear breaths heavy and eyes gleaming with excitement.

"What?" I shrugged and she rolled her eyes.

"Daddy is preparing BBQ"

"Oh! Wow sounds good to my tummy" I smiled but I felt there was more to her news report this evening.

"And......?" I urged her to speak.

"Chachi aai hen hum se milne" she informed and for a moment I couldn't believe my ears. Wasn't he suppose to leave? And she came plopped down in the bed near my feet. "I couldn't believe my eyes Ayesha, I thought she would never come and she is beautiful I mean how could anyone....

"Okay okay calm your pants, am coing down to witness this box of excitement" I tried to shoo her away and she smiled, getting up.

"Jaldi aana" she instructed while shutting the door at her back, I heaved up a sigh resting my head with the bed crown. And here I was, thinking he had left and there is peace in my life now.

I pulled out the bbok again, got up from the bed and just tried to complete the passage I left when Fatima came when the door got knocked again and before I could respond it pulled open. I quickly turned keeping the book at my back coming face to face with him.

"you know what there is a thing called as privacy and something also known as mannars exist in the world, I hope these words aren't new to your ears or brains, if you have any, yeah?" I faked a big smile and he rolled his eyes with the soft smile never leaving the corner of his lips. Why he had to behave all happy-go-lucky all the time.

"wesey to apki zaban shahra-e-kurakuram jitni lambi hea mager derwazey per kharey bandey ko yes kehty huye death waqiya hone lagti hea ap ko" he walked inside, the door got shut at his back. "bhaley banda derwazey per khara sookh ker kanta ho jaye"

"Yeah really?" I rolled my eyes. "I wonder when will you stop talking garbage dear cousin!"

"Dear... aye haye! I like the sound of it" he rubbed his hand over his stubble in a creepy way as he smiled. Disgusting!

"you should get out you know" I pointed at the door at his back and his gaze lowered, a smile appeared on his face not the creepy one though and I realized I was holding his book. Shitt! Here we go!

"oh so I actually disturbed you in the middle fo your quality reading yeah? Am sorry but which book is this can I have a lo...

"No" I pulled the book back as he tried to take it from me. "you can not. Now leave"

"I thought you do not read books" he said anyways.

"I do" I countered. I lied

"but when I suggested you to read my books you refused" he pouted.