Waves Of Love

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"Mr Rehaab Ahmed,
                                    The moment you'd be reading this, I'd be long gone, as I told you before I was most likely to leave you as soon as possible and see now I've left, I'm writing to let you know that I've left all the clothes you gave me to wear in the closet and this is a final goodbye, don't ever show up in front of me again for I'd not think twice to turn you in for kidnapping, I'd not wait to speak of all the things you've done to me and done in front of me!

Ps: You've ruined my reputation enough that I would never get it back and there's only one way to save yours, never ever speak of our nikkah, get married for yourself as you still can and don't show up to me ever again!"

He folded it again in a small square and smiled as he kissed it.

"Boss?" the guard cleared his throat from behind. He stumbled as he thought of him seeing him kissing a paper, it sent cringe down his spine.

"Yeah?" he asked fretfully, hiding his embarrassment.

"I was just curious" asked he in a dreadful manner.

"I shall answer" said Rehaab.

"If your lady has gone for real, what will you do of your nikkah? You can't divorce her when she is living there for they'd immediately arrest you?" dared he to ask such a big and personal question but Rehaab was disposed of behaving goodly with the old man as he spoke.

"She has surely left for now Rehmat Baba, but she can't go far from me" a smirk was spread on his lips.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, pack your stuff we're going back to the mansion... Tell Bano too" Rehaab ordered as he ravelled his hair and then went out with a small hop as his phone was buzzing continuously.

"May Allah help him and her both" prayed he as his mind was unable to comprehend Rehaab's intentions and his plans.

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The door was knocked by Zunaira when Zoha was wide awaken and her eyes locked with a rushing moonlight in the room from the balcony.

"Come in" uttered Zoha lifelessly as Zunaira entered.

"Since when you've learned such expressions? Such manners doesn't suit you a bit" Zoha tried to act joyously as she spoke with an intended humor.

"Ah, trust me I haven't its just these sudden incidents made me oblige to do such a thing" said Zunaira as she sat before Zoha's outspread foot on the bed.

"Green-tea for a lively morning!" Zunaira handed her the cup she has brought in with her.

"Thanks" Zoha's smile was pallid.

"I'm so glad to have you back sister" said Zunaira as she approached to hug her but the cup in her hand stopped her.

"Can I come in?" Rohaan asked standing at the door-sill with a genuine smile on his face.

"Sure, Sure who can stop you anyway" Zunaira said and he shrugged his shoulders as he sat beside Zoha.

"Bhai please don't ask me how I'm.. 'cause it'd be a solid thirteeth time" Zoha complained as she folded her legs and sat.