The Wildflower

Listening to the shrill sound of the ringing phone again she gritted her teeth in frustration.It was the fourth time it was ringing and she knew it will be a crank call.She was getting them a lot these days.She hated those calls.She was tired and sleepy and continuous calls and nobody speaking from the other side was really not helping.
She fumed with anger and almost shouted receiving the call.
"You freaking mutt,don't you dare call me next time .I'll give your number to police you stinking disgusting vile not so good at anything sorry excuse for a human being". Shouting at the top of her lungs she got it all out of her chest .She was panting hard now and on the other hand Moosa looked at the receiver for a second then raised a brow and spoke in a calm tone.
"Moosa speaking"! Two words ,just two words were enough for her blood to run cold in her veins. Her eyes went wide with shock as she gripped the receiver with shivering hands .
Shit Sandal ! He is definitely going to kill you now...Her thought started running on full speed as she gulped in fear.
"Sandal"? His voice startled her and she gasped.
"Ye..yes"?
"If you are done with shouting, calling me names and disrespecting me in every way possible will you please hand over the phone to Ibrahim.I can't listen to your rant all day". The roughness of his voice made her feel the insult he was throwing at her ten times more.
He always insulted her,always stood away from where she was. Avoided her as much as he can and hated her without a reason.
She should get used to it but she never did.
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What will you do if someone hates you passionately without a reason?
What will you do if they drive you crazy?
Sandal and Moosa...two different people..two different minds.
Two different beliefs .
What will you do when you are stuck with the one who hates you...