*PART TWO OF 'A True Indian Cinderella'*
Meeya continues her struggle as a neglected child. Hoping one day to find her true love! Farim struggles hard to battle loneliness and suffers bad things.
WILL THEY GET BACK TOGETHER OR WOULD THEY CONTINUE T...
"Yes Samsun, we just finished work. Ya ya I know. Ok assalamualaikum", I heard my mother's clear muffled voice from behind the door, what an irony... I must have sharpen my ears with all the years of practice.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
creeek...
damn it... its not shutting down. "Ok Meeya, there is no time to waste" I panicked. All I could do is run for my life. And I ran. Ran upstairs to her room in which I'm sharing.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"I am so tired! I will take shower and rest first Akbar. My brains hurt from teaching students all day." she complained as rattling sound of her keys can be heard across the hallway as she throws them across the marbled dining table.
In my heart, I prayed that she should be too tired to notice any differences in the area and walk past the mistake I had made earlier. But can she be underestimated?
"Ya Allah, this Syadeek. Always forget to take off the main plug of the computer. Who is paying electric bill? He thinks money comes from trees is it! How many times must I remind him. SYADEEK... OI COME HERE AND OFF YOUR COMPUTER! HOW MANY TIMES MUST I TELL U TO OFF AFTER PLAYING GAMES" she yells furiously. Don't misunderstand this to her actually being angry at Syadeek. This is what you call LOVE in many ways. Oh boy, if she had thought it was me that used the computer, it would have been a totally different treatment. Trust me.
Although a sign of relief passed through my body, my heart ached at the fact that for 3 years I wasn't able to have any sort of conversation with Farim. It's painful. But I had a little ounce of hope when I knew that he didn't forget me.
"MEEYA! eh MEEYA!" here she comes, and another chapter unveils. In this am I going to survive? Or am I going to die? Only time reveals its colors.
"Yes Amma?" I asked politely. You don't wanna awaken the fallen angel.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
