Manaal's POV

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On reaching the venue she softly give a folding to her dupatta ( stole ) and properly checked if she is fully covered or not. As a Muslim girl, one good thing in her was the fear of ALLAH.

As she entered the venue, it was a huge garden . And there was a way to gallery which leads to a hall . The weather was cold. After meeting everyone she started attending every guest as it was the function of his closest uncle and suddenly she saw Saba with her mother and look who is behind. Ohhh Maybe this is Saba's bro Yahya, she welcomed them and hugged aunty and Saba. " How are you all? "

" We are fine "

" What about you ? " her mother asked in an affectionate way.

" Perfectly alright "

There were two huge tables for the guests, one for females and the other one for males.

Yahya sat at the table behind me , he can see my back. I was standing greeting everyone, then I listened a voice from my back. " Who is this girl ? "

When I looked back Yahya was looking at me very confidently , asking Arsal about me. Arsal told my relationship to uncle and suddenly I felt so uncomfortable that I changed my position and moved back.

It was the first time , someone was praising me through eye contact . I got busy again ignoring what I felt that time.

" Ohhh be seated kids , It's Dinner time "

I said to the kids who were playing here and there . And there my uncle's wife Aunty Maryam came who were looking me in some negative way , when the kids get seated she said " You are getting really smart ( bold ) day by day. "

I got a little tense , because there was someone who told Aunty Maryam about what Yahya said sometime before. She was looking back at Yahya in a fallacious way.

And then the Dinner started .

I was a little bit tense trying to figure out where I was wrong , while I was having the dinner.

There was too much happening over there for the very first time . First Yahya's confident smile which was not cheap at all was revolving around my head .

" Ohhh its Raining " Sara my 6 year old cousion told me as she knew I love Rain . I forgot everything and ate the remaining food in a hurry .

I stand up from the chair with a huge smile on my face ,  and reached garden . It was drizzling outside I sat on a bench in the garden looking at the sky . The Raindrops were slowly falling on my face and I closed my eyes to feel that sensation which doesn't want to remain alone anymore .

When I slightly opened my eyes it was Yahya standing at a distance of 10 footsteps from me . I suddenly got uncomfortable . " What is he doing here ? " I asked myself.

I dared to saw in her eyes once , he was looking at me as i had stolen some precious thing of him . His expressions were speechless . I lowered my gaze and went back to the hall taking slow steps , as there was something stopping me to sit over there for hours and hours. When I moved back to hall , some of  the guests were embracing each other . My dad was also Standing up shaking hands with everyone . And then Fahad came near to me and said " Time to go , come in the parking side " I said Ok. After saying goodbye to everyone we all came out of the hall .

Yahya was still standing alone in the garden as searching his stolen thing . As he saw me , I lowered my gaze feeling helpless . My Uncle asked him " Everything alright Yahya ? "

" Yeah " he said maybe in a confusing tone.

He was watching me while I got seated in the car. I just lowered my gaze as I knew his eyes were still on me.

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