Numair Aydin.
Roufa Talheen.
"Numairrrr, What the hell is wrong with you?", said she, wiping her face which was dripping wet.
"Ohh baby!!! cool down!!! I cannot help because you were sleeping like log", said Numair smirking at her.
"This is not go...
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"Ending of misery and a tour to kullu Manali"
The heavy black clouds formed in the sky after the thundering rain and howling wind, Stopped it phase, when the sun was setting, making it look darker and scary.
Maliha, dressed in her long peach coloured Maxi, which reached till her ankle , matching it with grey hijab as the sleeves of the dress, had some grey embroidery patches, stood at her balcony, gazing at the dark sky which was so cloudy with no twinkling Stars, making it look scary, thinking about her feelings which was for that particular person who doesn't even know she exists, only if she knew the truth.
She couldn't able to pinpoint the pain which erupted in her soft heart. Her eyes started to water again when his beautiful eyes flashed on the curtains of her eyes. She blinked past the tears, only to get it moistened again. Her lips wobbled as she made Dua to Allah to bless her with best which would please him.
As she was busy, shedding tears, Numair's faint voice, came tumbling to her, which made her fingers to wipe the tears immediately. She dabbed her eyes with the kerchief, before entering her room and stood in front of the dressing table, applying the kohl again to hide her pink plump eyes.
She cannot let Numair see her crying because while coming back home from college, he got so worried seeing her teary eyes and bothered her until She said that something went inside her eyes and she rubbed them furiously making it red. Just his one glance on her, and those people will be out of house and can never return back. That much he loves her sister.
"Hey, gudiya. You ready? Ammi Called you down as your halaal bakra is waiting for you", Numair laughed out loud at the last part when Maliha threw her comb at him which he dodged.
"Slow down lady. Possessive before being his halaal itself?", He again teased her to which she just rolled her eyes.
"Now, stop rolling your eyes and come with me before it falls out of your socket and the groom get scared after seeing a girl with no eye balls and runs away", Maliha groaned and punched his stomach before walking past him.
"Ouch!", He groaned but ran behind her and before she could step down the last stair, Numair Called her softly and said, "only if you like him, we will go further otherwise you know right?", To which Maliha just hugged him.
Numair kissed her forehead after they pulled away and said, "All the best chipkali". Maliha shook her head at his childishness yet possessive side.
She is Definitely the luckiest lamb to be blessed with so many loving people in her life.
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"So tell me about yourself?", He questioned, while scaring her with his creepy looks.
"Erm... ", She shivered at his shameless stares. From the time they had given respective if possible bride and groom privacy to talk, Numair standing at some quiet good distance, Yahya Aziz is just staring at her shamelessly. She felt herself naked with his filthy gaze.
