Yaaram - Always & Forever

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The whole crowd went crazy as Kashan walked out of the cafeteria. They kept on calling his name, cheering and giggling while some girls formed a new circle around me. I hate this forced attention.

"What was that?" Fabiya asked.

"What?" I tried to act innocent. Even this desert tastes weird now.

"How did he know about your choice?" she asked clearly this time.

"I don't know." I said, trying my best to gulp down huge spoons.

"Winni..." she scolds.

"They are family friends, isn't it pretty obvious?" Ishika smirked.

"Yeah right. Since when did family friends became so close?" Fabiya shooted another question as I gulped down the last bite.

"I'm done. I'm going home." I tell them hurrying to leave.

I rush out of the cafeteria still thinking about the way Kashan reacted when I called out his name. I dialed my driver's phone number which unfortunately was switched off.

I tried to call on dad's number but it was unreachable. I was still thinking for a way to reach home before mom takes any rough action when suddenly my phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Where are you?" she screamed through the telephone network.

"I'm leaving. I forgot to inform the driver that I'll leave early today. I'll take a cab and will be there before the guests arrive, I promise." I answered my mother's all unanswered questions.

"Guffar Abdul Raza's daughter won't take a cab. Ask Kashan to bring you home. He might be coming the same way." she ordered.

God, Seriously?

"Kashan must be busy mom. I'll... "

"Call him now!" she cuts me in between my sentence and wrap up the call after giving her command.

Honestly I don't even wish to speak to him and now I have to take a ride back home along with him? God? What is wrong with you today?

I try to call my driver again but his phone was still switched off. I guess, I really don't have any other choice.

After hesitating and continuously failing to dial his number for the past five minutes I finally succeed.

"Hello?" Mr. Howtie answers.

"Hey... Unm.. Where are you?" I ask hissing.

"On my way to your home. Why?" he questions back.

"I was trying to call my driver but his phone was switched off and Abbu's phone is not reachable too..."

"Get to the point." he commands.

"Could you pick me up?" I asked directly as my adrenaline rush pushed me to.

"I'll be there in 15 minutes." he hungs up the call while I stare at the phone.

I can't believe my fortune. Why the hell am I supposed to take everyone's commands? I sometimes feel Zamaira made the right choice but then when I look at Abbu's condition now, his declining health is making me behave this way.