Living Dreams

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He stood leaning back on the wall. Few women strode inside the house to have a glance at the body wrapped in white. It took more than two days to get the body from the hospital as it was a murder. Non of her family members were present at her funeral except for her mother.

Her father and brother were under arrest along with few of their relations and friends who helped them.

Nihar handled the team brilliantly and managed to catch both the teams. It was a victory for the entire police though it was not yet completed but not for him. He failed to save the girl he loved.

Azhar, son of Mazhar, her brother, confessed that he killed her because she spied on them, only after torturing him. Ayyash felt guilty for seeking her help. If only he didn't speak to her that day in the park, this would not have happened.

"Her name is Husna." Ahmed too leaned on the wall beside him. "You were crushing on her right?"

Ayyash closed his eyes registering the new found information in his mind. "Husna..." He voiced. "I loved her."

It wasn't shocking for Ahmed. He had already seen it in his brother's eyes. His brother wasn't good at hiding his feelings.

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"It's time for you to get married." Her mother said as she came back from the funeral.

"No maa." She went to her room without sparing a glance at her mother but her mother followed her.

"Just give me one reason for your denial! You rejected seven proposals so far. I only want to see you marry before I die. I want to see you settle in your life just like your sister and brother! I regret letting you become a police!" Her mother was shouting.

"I can't ma! I'm fine alone. Why don't you understand?" She shouted back.

"Why? Why can't you Samha?"
Her mother was sad. Samha was her last daughter and she wanted to get her married. She wanted the best for her daughter.

"Because... because I like Ayyash.."

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"Ayyash?" Nihar came and sat next to him under the moonlight. The off white moon was probably playing hide and seek with a kid out there as it kept on hiding itself in every five minutes behind the clouds.

"I know things have been difficult for you lately but she'll understand. Talk to her Ayyash." Ayyash only stared at the moon which appeared from behind a cloud only to hide behind another.

"Mama is calling you Ayyash." Ahmed said coming out of the main door. Standing, Ayyash took slow steps towards the house. His heart was heavier and his mind was busier.

He wished that he did not promise his mother on that day...

"Ayyash?" His mother's voice made him look up at her. "She's waiting for you." She sounded very happy. "I was searching for you everywhere. Come with me."
She took him to his room as if he has forgotten the way. Opening the door, she gave a slight push on his back. He turned and looked at the door which his mother closed.

She was dressed in a beautiful pink frock with heavy work. Her heart changed it's beat when he entered the room. The feeling wasn't much foreign because that is how she felt all the time she is around him. The only difference was, now it was a bit increased.