Atifa's pov :
I couldn't get that thought out of my mind. He really thought that? He actually thought that I was that kind of a girl? I know we were not married for long but that didn't mean he could judge me like that.
An even bigger concern was that he wanted me to tell him everything when I get to know about it. And I didn't know if I should or... I didn't want him to start disliking ammi...
Yeah I didn't know her reasons, but that didn't mean that I could stand someone disliking her or talking bad about her. However she was, she was still my mother. Maybe her reasons couldn't be justified, but still... I just couldn't...
But I couldn't break his hope either. I couldn't hurt him again. We already did that when we left without informing him. And I couldn't let that happen again. Maybe it doesn't matter to ammi much if he was hurt or not, but it mattered to me. It mattered to me...
"Api, what are you thinking?" Amira's bubbly voice brought me out of my thoughts.
"Nothing Mira, what were you doing?" Shaking my head at her, I smiled slightly.
"I was checking your gallery. But now I miss bhai and Alayna. Oopsiee... I mean bhaijaan and Alayna." She smiled sheepishly, making me roll my eyes. It was all Emaan’s work!
I missed that girl so much. I didn't know how to contact her because ammi strictly refused me to use my number.
I hoped she was alright and not getting upset over me. I didn't deserve it. What kind of a friend was I? Leaving without even informing her? Couldn't I have asked ammi to stay for a while, just a while longer so that I could at least bid her farewell?
But no, I was a coward, and I still am! No doubt about that.
She must have been thinking of ways to kill me when she sees me, I was sure about that. I would have done the same if she would have left without informing me... At least I should have left a message for her or something, but I don't think my mind was working at that time.
"Api aap wapas kaha kho gayi? Mujhe bhaijaan se milne jaana hai. Hum unke ghar chale aaj?" Tugging at my shirt, Amira whined, bringing me out of my thoughts once again.
(Where are you lost again? I want to meet my Saad. Can we visit them today?)
"What do you mean 'hum unke ghar chale?' Aisa thodi hota hai Mira. We can't go there because we didn't ask ammi and aise hi kisi ke ghar jaana acchi baat nahi hai. Unki family kya sochegi? They don't even know about..." I trailed off realising what I was going to tell this seven year old kid. How could she have understood this situation?
(What do you mean by 'can we visit them'? This doesn't happen Mira. We can't go there because we didn't ask ammi and going to someone's house like this isn't good. What will aunty think? They don't even know about...)
"Api kal bhi to mai bhabi ke saath bahar gayi thi, ammi se bina puche. Aur aunty bohot acchi hai, wo kuch nahi sochengi. Please hum chale? Aur waise bhi, ammi ko kon bataega ke hum kaha gaye the?" Frowning, she tried to reason with me. Although she had a point, I still couldn't take the risk. And I didn't know where they lived or how to face him. I was so ashamed of myself that even facing him seemed so hard.
(Yesterday I went out with Zara without asking mom, right? And aunty is very nice, she wouldn't think anything. Can we please go? And anyways, who is going to tell mom about our whereabouts?)
"Nahi Mira. Hum kahi nahi jaa rahe hai. Waise bhi meri tabyat abhi puri tarah se theek nahi hui hai, to isliye we will stay at home and rest."
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Unexpected Promises
Spiritual(EDITED) "Ok ma'am, maybe you are right. But what do you want from me? Why have you even kidnapped me?" I glared at her, annoyed. I can't believe I'm agreeing with her right now. "Oh nothing much baby boy, I just want you to get married to my daugh...
