Oath Of Love..

38. loads of truths with two cones of cookie cream

Parking the Car, Shezaad walked to the small snack boutique and filled his pockets with chocolates and snacks.. greedily munching on a packet of chips.. he walked into the park through the walking arena towards the children's play area..

He saw Ahaana seated of the grass, hugging her knees while the wind flapped the corners of her hijab..

Shezaad gulped..

"its now or never.. his mind muttered firmly, ironically his heart seemed to urge him to turn around and go back before its too late..

"no shezaad listen,- he spoke to himself, "its time, go confront her, speak to her.. You cant go hiding forever.. Its now or never.."

releasing a shaky breath, he willed himself forward, but his knees seemed to be turned into jelly.. sighing he started his pep talk again

"listen Yaar you're Shezaad Ikam Mahnoor.. You can do It.. remember buddy.. she is important than your bloody guilty consciousness.."

That seemed to do the trick..

He walked a few steps ahead only to stop in his tracks..

"how am I gonna start the conversation.. Think Shezaad Think.."

his eyes landed on the packets of chips on his hands.. Light bulb.. well this is what you call a fabulous idea.. with a billion dollar smile lighting on his face.. he strode towards her..

plopping himself, a few feet beside her, he turned towards her, she seemed to be in deep thinking that she didn't acknowledge his presence..

Offering a packet of chips.. he initiated.. "hey Maryam.. wassup.. how's life been.."

twirling herself towards him, she reached out and slapped him hard in the cheek ..

"you bloody coward" she screamed "after all the mess you put me into.. all you ask is how's life? get up and run before I rip open your kidneys and feed them back to you.." she growled..

Shezaad's eyes widened as saucers.. The first thing which crossed his mind was "manh that was one agonizingly paining slap.. I shouldn't have laughed at Itthu that day.."

"ahaana..-" he started..

"shut up.. she screamed.. shut up if you don't want your perfectly shaped nose broken.." she spoke through gritted teeth in rage..

clasping a palm to his mouth while the other caressed his slapped cheek, he stared at her bewildered..

she turned again suddenly that Shezaad took a huge leap behind afraid of another attack..

'so as to your questions hows life been.. alhamdulillah im fine.. Happily married with two kids you see" she snapped

"what? shezaad croaked..his heart thumping wildly in his chest..

'Married to whom?"

" To Zakwaana iyas jibreel.. a more than 12 feet tall jinn.." she replied sarcastically.. "wanna meet him?"

of course shezaad thought, letting a breath of relief.. who am I kidding, Maryam and her obsessions for jinns is never gonna end..

"obviously.. he muttered inaudibly.. only a devil can be married to a jinn" he pouted rubbing his still-stinging cheek..

Huh?

"congratulations.. I meant.." he smiled goofily..

"good for you" she retorted..

after a good 15 minutes of ground staring and Shezaad struggling for starting a conversation and worrying for his nose..

"why shezaad Why?" she asked in a desperate tone.. her voice trembling.. Shezaad knew she was fighting tears.. it pained him to listen to her voice of mealcholy.. It pained him even more that he was the reason..