The gentle dripping water was stopped abruptly as Hiba turned off the tap. Wiping her wet hand with the nearby towel, she went outside to fetch mails if any had arrived for her.
Looking at the various mail about the paid electricity bill or from her work, a particular pink envelope caught her eye.
Discarding the rest, she contemplated whether to open this letter or not but her curiosity gave in and she read .
The letter was addressed to her itself.
6th August 2020
Dear hayati
I...okay not beating around the bushes but why haven't you been responding to any of our family call. Like we are not that jobless. Ugh. I am sorry. You would definitely whack my ass for writing a rude letter. So I am sorry.
I know I am dumb for making you angry but please it wasn't me who ate the last slice of pizza. Okay coming to the main point, I drew the possibility of you not responding to us because firstly you might be busy, secondly there may be no network or third- wait there is no thirdly.
Well it's my first time writing a letter since we live in the twenty-first century and blah blah, but please answer it. If you don't answer then consider that you would be receiving the letter till you inform us where you are.
Ps: ignore my grammatical error.
Yours Truly
:)
She felt as if she had encountered this person but couldn't remember.
Keeping the letter in the drawer,she kept herself busy until the next day another one had arrived.
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Letters From The Known | ✔
Kısa HikayeWhen Hiba receive a letter from unknown everyday, each letter reveal her something new which she was unaware of. Those letter told story.
