She woke up with a bright smile on her face, sitting in her bed, clad in red silk night suit, she stretched her arms out, the perfectly silky skin of her abdomen showed. She ran a hand through her curly locks and stood on the ground. Slipping her feet in the slipper shoes, she grabbed her phone from the side table. Sliding the lock she checked notifications, she had got a few replies on her Instagram story. Checking the time, she saw it was 9:05 am. She was going to place her phone back, when it began to vibrate.
Yara was calling her, she attended the call.
"Hey, how are you?"
"I'm fine. How are you?" She asked back.
"Alhamdulilah (Praise be to God), aren't you going to college today?"
"Yeah, I'm thinking something like that." She walked to the floor sized window of her room and slided it open. She walked into the little balcony attached to it and sat in the resting cha
Abraham had run after her sister and stopped right before her, halting her pace, heaving badly."You had no right to speak to her that way," Abraham accused."C'mon Abraham," Waniya snickered while flipping a lock of her hair. "Stop being a simp."Abraham shook his head."Why did you complained about me to Dad?" Waniya persisted with her question."I didn't complained, alright." Abraham frustratingly ran a hand through his hair. "I asked you to be back at home before 10, that were Dad's orders, and I just told him that you were coming even after 1.""So what?" Waniya's nose inflated. " It's my life Abraham you and Dad can't control it. I haven't allowed any of you to order me around. I'm not some fucking kid who doesn't know her way home after midnight."Both of them were standing at a footpath under a street light.
Minahil blocked Abraham everywhere. She thought Abraham didn't had the guts to get her girlfriend the due respect she deserved from his sister. The only reason she was staying quiet in front of Waniya's rudeness was that she was Abraham's sister and Minahil didn't want to have a crude start with his sister but now she couldn't bear mocking anymore.She decided to talk to Waniya straight forwardly. She didn't want to go to Abraham's house but she had asked Liam about Waniya and Liam had told her that Waniya was an Arts student and she studied in the same college as Abraham.Now Minahil was headed towards Arts Department. She was wearing a pink shirt with lining on a blue ripped denim jeans with chunky sole shoes. Her sun glasses were in her hair and she was chewing a bubble with her head erect. Many people were looking at her, some were openly awingand some were trying to be subtle.From a far she saw Wa
The bright sun was hidden behind silvery clouds. Land of Islamabad was about to be blessed with rain in some time in the noon, apparently.The roads were busy. People were going about their businesses and among the mass there was Minahil, walking on foot towards her college.After the incident with Waniya she wasn't allowed to take her car by her father. He told her that he would drop and pick her from college but she refused. Arya also offered to drive her but she didn't accept. She rejected transportation offer of Yara and everyone else also.Sometimes she'd take Uber or taxi and sometimes walk by foot.She reached the college grounds after walk of an hour. Going towards her class, she saw Abraham sitting with Tehreem and her groupies.Her eyes narrowed down to slits and she looked at them with distaste.S
It had been a week since Abraham and Minahil talked. Both of them were avoiding each other.One evening Minahil could not resist anymore and went to Abraham's house saying she wanted to meet Liam.She was escorted inside, Liam had gone to the park, she sat there waiting for him when she saw Abraham entering the hall. He was slurring with every step. She hurriedly got up to support him but he pushed her back."I don't need anyone-" he said, stammering, in an angry voice.His breath smelled like alcohol."You drank?" She was shocked at this discovery. She had stepped back when he had pushed her but when she realized he was drunk she couldn't help but worry for him."That's not your fucking business," he yelled, while trying to support his own body, not being able to, he fell down on the ground and groaned loudly.Minahil was u
Minahil reached the cafeteria where Yara was sitting, a book was opened in front of her and some cookies were placed on the table.She noticed tears in Minahil's eyes which alarmed her."Are you alright?" She asked, worried."I'm fine," Minahil tried preventing her tears from falling."You don't look fine to me. What happened? What did you and Abraham talk about?""Nothing. It's nothing," she tried to shrugg Yara off."Minahil if it'd be nothing you won't be crying. Com'on," Yara coaxed her into telling her the truth."Can we go somewhere else?" Minahil looked up, her eyes were red because of holding back the tears."Sure. I can drive."Both of them left the cafeteria and drove out of college to their favorite spot at the back of Faisal Mosque. That part always used to be secluded and rush
"And why is that?""Because he is a drug addict," she said with an air of pride. She didn't want to talk about Abraham that way but his father was infuriating her with each passing second."And you leave your boyfriend, whom you had claimed to love, just because he fell for drugs," his voice was poisonous to her ears."And you left your kids far away letting them drown in self pity and misery to end up in drugs. Tch," she hadn't learned to lose yet whether it was to Abraham's father. And she couldn't believe she had told Abraham that his father was nice.Before Aban Chaudhary could retort back they were interrupted by a beautiful woman entering the room. She looked a lot like Abraham with green eyes.Liam didn't even matched her in appearance. She concluded Liam was not Mr. And Mrs. Chaudhary's son."Hello!" The woman greeted with a subtle smile.
"I will not shut up unless you tell me why are you so cruel towards Liam?" At her statement Aban turned his head sharply towards her, his eyes glaring daggers at her. "And what will you do? For Liam?" He inquired tauntingly. "I would help him," she replied making him scoff. "Help him how? Help him wear his clothes, help him eat? He has servants to help him 24/7." "A human needs more than that to survive. Clothes and best foods of the world can't heal wounds of souls. Love does, care does." "I never pegged you for the love type," he commented as if he were surprised by Minahil talking about love. "So you thought I was with your son because of?" She let her sentence hang in the air. "I thought you were with my son because of-" he paused, a smirk plastered on his smug face, "his looks and his money." Min
13. Selcouth Night (I)_________"The event had been great," the event manager said to Minahil and Yara.They danced at the opening of a new gym. This was how they earned money and also from youtube.Minahil was wearing a gym outfit and a duffel bag was hanging around her waist. Yara was wearing the same."Yeah. That went great," both of them agreed."Aren't you coming?" Minahil asked when she noticed Yara was not following her outside for they had come together."Nah," Yara shook her head, Minahil looked at her with narrowed eyes. It was almost midnight and Yara was not going back home."Why?" She asked."I'm going to Rafia's place," Yara said. Rafia was her elder sister who was married."I can drop you there,"