aurore - an unusual love story √

part thirty

Let's make it to 10k with this update. What say?
The readership has heavily decreased over the past few updates. But it's alright. I know those who still connect to Jai Sonara, can make it to 10k. Finally, those who read this tale silently, please talk to me. I love to hear your voice.

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The confectionery would remain closed for three days owing to some electrical work.

Sonara received a call from the cashier. She knew, Allah was playing with her, and that, maybe she had to fight for herself once again.

Sonara didn't realise though, what made her waver within. The woman who had won against all odds till date, for her daughter, could do that once again.

If need be, she would leave every comfortable set up she's now in, in search of another life far from this city.
But, she would not give in to any human who might crave for her body and never try to heal her tattered soul.

She wondered why she was so desperate to connect to Jai though, after herself trying to cut off from him.
She pacified herself, that she only wanted to warn him against odds. She didn't really need his help.

Was she being selfish?
In trying to drop him off her life when she's good in herself, and dying to reach upto him when knocked by trouble again... 

Anyone might think that way.
But she knew the real reason why...she wanted to cut off..

Was she that thankless?
Or was her heart warning her against making unmatched relations stronger......! 

Sonara looked at the watch.
She had a week's time to think about everything. Most importantly, to make it certain, whether whatever Reddy chacha talked of...was to be taken that seriously or not.

Humaira was drooling saliva while heavily concentrating on a doll.
Sonara stood staring at her for sometime.

Someone knocked on the door.
Sonara slowly walked towards and opened the door.

Nandini. The woman next door stood with a curious expression.

Sonara smiled questioningly.

Throwing a glance at Humaira, Nandini uttered,
" Seems you have many aquiantants in Mumbai. And curiously, the guard everytime asks me to convey messages from your 'friends' to you. "

Sonara momentarily glowed within.
Jai?

" Is there someone waiting below? "

" Of course darling.
A new catch of yours I guess.
The last one was with a car.
This one's with a bike.
Gala time, huh!
It's your good luck that the senior warden is out for six months.
Otherwise, she wouldn't tolerate such nuisance here. "

Without giving a moment's time for Sonara to interpret and reply, Nandini slammed the door to her room behind.

Sonara had frozen completely by then.

A number of things had paced up her heart.
Not that Nandini's words didn't affect her. But more was the fact that someone with a bike waited below.
And Sonara could fearfully guess who it could possibly be.

Sonara quickly closed the door, drew the curtains completely and sat on the bed, praying to Allah.
For the first time in life, she envied her own daughter.
How gently she played with lifeless dolls, oblivious to the world and it's dreadfull affairs.

Suddenly it occured to her,
Why was she afraid of facing dangers this much? She hadn't grown this way all this time.
Why did she feel all of a sudden, she wasn't enough for herself? Whom was she waiting for?