Abrar
"Zoya", I swiveled around and looked at her, the dark grey eyes almost turned red in anger. "I didn't mean it"
The words could sound in a wrong way which I didn't think before uttering. For a girl, a single word could define much more than anyone's intention.
"You did mean it, Abrar Zafar. All men are the same", she groaned, looking away.
"You're taking it too far, Zoya. I didn't mean it at all. I just said it's not safe to stay with a stranger. No? It's wrong. People don't feel safe. That's what I meant"
"But I know you are safe", she scowled at me.
Her kohl-applied eyes came upon mine, ruddy and stable and I kept peering into them. More than her eyes, her words mesmerized me, well–shocked me. How could she know that I was safe for her? We met just a few days ago. She decided to come with me just a few hours later we met.
Zoya Ali was nothing but a complete mystery to me– a mystery that I was scared to unfold. The more I
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AbrarDespite having the key, I pressed the doorbell. I was living in this apartment alone for more than five years and never before anyone opened the door for me. When I was with Nikhat, I used to imagine her opening the door for me if she arrived before me, or else I would open it for her and we would pass a beautiful smile.I released a sigh with the sound of the door opening. I was expecting Zoya for sure, but not like this. My eyes darted stern on her. She was wearing a royal blue suit in full sleeves, hair left open as always, earrings hanging down to her shoulder, bigger than her own ears."Too late", she frowned. "You should have come early today"I couldn't stop looking deep into her kohl-applied eyes. They were so much beautiful to stare at for hours, especially when she widened them in irritation, shock, or anger."Now, will you keep standing there or just come in?", her harsh words dragged me out of my thoughts as I looked away, getting
Abrar Her sharp gaze gave chills down to my spine. I ignored the eye contact. "I was passing by the kitchen. But this is not the case. I'm just telling you", I mumbled, turning towards my room. "Well, if you didn't tell me either, I wouldn't bother to give efforts to make you happy", she said from behind. My legs stopped there when I twisted the knob of the door. "Do you think I have so much time to do this when we are not even connected? I remember everything. I also remember that I'm not your wife, there's no marriage. You don't need to repeat this every time to make me realize that I'm an uninvited guest to you", her rough words pinched me. Every word she uttered was true but I didn't expect them to be said. Maybe, I wanted her to do the opposite. "I never said you're an uninvited guest, Zoya", I sighed. "But you keep repeating the same thing, Abrar. Can't you just forget that and stay like a housemate with me?", she
AbrarHer composed eyes met mine with uncertainty as if she didn't even know the answer. I wondered why I asked that to her. Would she go mad again at me? Or would my words hurt her sentiments?The cool breeze seemed to get warmer between us. As I drifted my gaze down with an unknown awkwardness."I'm sorry. I am the one to ask you for staying away from my personal space. And now I'm asking you some stupid questions", I didn't look at her."Huh!", she chuckled as I looked up at her again. She was laughing in a low tone."What was so funny?", I grumbled."The situation", she fixed the scarf for the tenth time after my arrival just like any other typical girl who felt concerned before any guy. "The situation is funny itself. But I'm okay with sharing until it's in a limit""Well, I know you're curious to know about my state of mind regarding Anas", she let out a sigh, brushing her palms across her arms, the breeze started getting cooler
AbrarZoya tugged her black wavy hairs behind her ears, a tiny ear pin glistened, fluttering my focus completely onto her appearance. She managed to pull on the best dressing sense according to the place. The white suit looked satisfactorily good on her."Thanks", I managed to say while collecting it and passed a tight-lipped smile. "But why did you bother?""I guess you better have your lunch now. The lunch hour is gonna end soon", she said.I looked around, finding the receptionist smiling at us. I felt awkward for a moment before looking back at her again. She was arranging her stole neatly on her shoulder as her thick hairs waved down, covering half of her face."Stop staring at her, Abrar", I screamed at myself and mumbled, looking at my wristwatch."Did you eat?", I asked as she looked up, crossing her arms."No. I can't travel after lunch. It gives me a stomach ache", she said."Oh! You didn't need to come", pale guilt i
Abrar"Nowhere. I was just—", I stammered. "Thanks for the concern but I literally can't eat so much. Can you share?"She scowled at me as if I was asking her to kill someone."I'll be traveling back home again. I don't wanna throw up the whole way", she grumbled, moving her eyes to the phone again."How do you even manage to go out with an empty stomach?", I asked. "I mean when you were in school or college""I never ate before leaving. I always had my meals an hour earlier", she added."Oh!", I muffled, continuing to eat."You should be lucky enough that your friend cares so much for you", she said."Friend? Kaif?", I exclaimed his name since he was my only friend right now."Yeah, he called me", she said. "On landline"It shocked me. I gaped at her in disbelief.She lifted her gaze and passed me a tight-lipped smile. He said that you wouldn't eat anything from the canteen. You would starve and you
AbrarMy heart pounded faster when Mr. Ali stared at me and Zoya. His devastated eyes were enough to bring the hell out of me. The past few days were spent like a terror. I wasn't ready for more."Are you serious?", he exclaimed."Sir, actually I—", I stammered, looking for the exact words to say."She brought lunch for you? I can't believe this", his eyes drifted to Zoya who was biting her bottom lip. "She didn't even serve her own plate""Abbu!!", Zoya screeched as I let out a sigh of relief. "You can't say this here""Ah! Now you're feeling bad because I'm saying all this in front of your husband?", Mr. Ali cracked up and looked at me. "I was actually worried about you, Abrar. I was wondering how you were handling her, if she was annoying you too much. But I forgot that it's a legit love marriage and you might know her well"I faked a smile. How could I say that his daughter was indeed annoying me sometimes and No! I di
Abrar"That's like a true man", he patted on my back as I came back to reality and shook my head.I wondered if whatever I said was actually true. Could I ever do that? Could I ever give Zoya a new place in my life?The answer was a big NO. Because even if I wanted to, she was not for me. We are just sharing a few days for a fake marriage. Nothing could ever happen between us. It was high time to compose myself and control things before they got out of my hands."Now, shall we just move back to work?", I gasped."Sure", he said with a chuckle.Like every other day, I left my desk at nine, gathered all the papers, pen drive, and folders, and submitted them to Mr. Sahani's cabin. He was really quick to leave the office."Abrar!", Mr. Ali's voice shocked me as I looked at his massive cabin.There was just a clerk cleaning the office area. Mr. Ali walked towards me and I shut the door of Mr. Sahani's cabin."Sir, you're stil
AbrarShe abruptly rubbed her cheeks and eyes when I was staring at her. The kohl spread all over her face now. However, this girl could never look creepy. Even with so many black spots on her skin, she was glowing. Her nose turned completely red like a crying kid. I couldn't drive my eyes away from her face that I could see in the moonlight.The window was opened in front of us. I could sense the cool breeze like that day on the terrace. But today something was different. She was crying today."What happened?", I asked in a low tone when she wiped her face with the edge of her white stole."Why did you get inside? I told you, right? Do you have any importance of my consent?", she grumbled, gritting her teeth as I chuckled."You know that well. That's why you are here, staying with me. Didn't you say that you feel safe at my place?"She glared at me as she had nothing reply after this. "And I was calling you repeatedly. You were crying. I ha