||~Promise~|| ¤ZM Love Story¤

Chapter 04- Busy Month Ahead

(Pic Is Of Waliyha Malik's)

*Azra's P.O.V*

"What if he says no?"

"But what if he says yes?"

"Thats a rare possibility Afra"

Why did I even get excited without knowing that I will have to come across this part eventually? Which part you may ask? What else? Getting the permission from my dad to go to starbucks as promised to Waliyha. Now look at me, sitting cross-legged on the middle of the bed while Afra is sat on the dressing table who is busy encouraging me to talk to dad. But I just cant..

I woke up at 3:00am today not because im an early bird but because I couldnt sleep. The only thing that appears after closing my eyes are the faces of Waliyha and the angry face of my dad; thats scary. Why cant I live like the other girls? Why do I need to get permission for everything. Permission for this, permission for that, permission to blink, permission to breathe, permission, permission, permission! Thinking of this makes my head to burst off and to prevent that I massaged my temples using my thumbs. Its just a lot to take in. I looked at the clock to see 9:00am displayed. The time keeps on ticking off a little fastly than usual. Great, even the fate is against me..

Afra looked at the clock and sighed shutting her eyes, "You know, sitting and massaging your head isnt going to get you to Starbucks right? You have to talk to dad", Afra softly scolded me as she knew that Im not stable at this situation to get screamed at and I shook my head, "Your right Af, but, you and I both know how Dad despises me doing this job, and everytime he turns his head whenever this topic comes up, and look, mom is here too and she will stick to her husband's orders and I will come to my room, lock it and cry my eyes out and then after one day I have to act like nothing happened, the cycle keeps on rotating Afra", I explained the present and future situation of my life and after hearing my explaination, it was Afra's turn to massage her temples. I felt bad for her, she is getting worked up along with me and I cant help it. Im used to helpless situations like these.

Just to make things worser, my mom is home today because she took a night shift last night and its just my fate  playing with me. She is not going to help at all, she is going to shake her head along with dad too. I was so excited about planning this wedding, I mean its not anything special , Its just going to be another normal family, but still its my career, and I cant tolerate it slipping off my fingers. I want to arrange this wedding so badly. Plus, how will I face Waliyha again if I rejected this? All these thoughts was swirling around my head.
I looked at the clock again to see, 9:15am displayed and I could feel a lump forming on my throat and the heat rising on my nose indicating that Im going to cry. But no, Im not going to create a drama here, "Boo, lets just face it, we have to talk to dad about this if not nothing is going to happen, I'll be with you the whole time now get up", she stood up and came over to me sticking her hand out, I looked at her hand then at her face as she nodded, and I sighed before grabbing her hand and standing up leaving the room making my heart to race.

Afra lead the way through the staircase as I took some shaky steps. On each steps I take, its like im getting dizzy. As we stepped into the living room my heart stopped at the sight of my dad and mom having a chat with laughing and all. I dont think this calmness will last long after my words.. Afra cleared her throat making our parent's chat to pause and look at us, my mom smiled at us while Dad waved his hands to come over. Me and Afra looked at each other before walking over to them with a very fake smile plastered on our face. We took a seat infront of them and they smiled at us before continuing on whatever they was talking about. I looked down not knowing what to do, I mean I hate to interrupt them and drop a bomb, I sighed. Suddenly I felt Afra's eyes on me and I looked at her as she glared at me pointing her chin towards my parents, signalling me to talk to them but I shook my head making Afra to roll her eyes, "Whats the conversation going on there?", we jumped as we heard our dad's grumpy voice and our heads snapped towards their side to see my mom looking curious and dad with a smile on his face. Me and Afra looked at each other and gulped before looking back towards them, "Are you girls trying to talk to us about something?", my mom asked her voice filled with concern and dad looked at her before looking at us, "I, mom, I-I errmm..I-", "Az wants to go to starbucks at 11:00am now dad", Afra cut my stutterings off by telling them the half of story making me grit my teeth, my mom looked confused while my dad looked amused, "Why not 11:01am?", my dad being the wierd comedian of the family asked scratching his eyebrows making my mom to giggle and playfully hit my dad's chest who nodded at her in return. The last thing I need now is their romance.. ,"I- dad 11:00am is wh-what I uhmm-","Dad yesterday Az got a call from one of her friend in Bradford informing her about a wedding planning so they promised to meet each other at 11:00am, so that they could discuss the plans", my beloved sister completed making me fist the sofa material under my hamd and shut my eyes tightly. My dad nodded and looked at the clock then nodded again, it showed 10:00am and I was on the verge to cry. "Is she saying the truth Azra?", my mom's strict voice made me open my eyes and I look to see her posture matching her voice and I gulped before slowly nodding.