《Pyar Ki Love Story | Short Stories | 1st Book |》7)°
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Tanzeel decided to talk to her brother Khawar first, Khawar also didn't saw any problem in it. Rohail is the son of his sister he thought what would be better then knowing his daughter will be in safe hands
Khawar talked to Yawer and asked for his advise
The only advise Yawer gave was to talk to Roshni first
"Papa woh....." Roshni's face showing distress when Khawar told her about it
(Papa I....)
"Kya hua beta? Agar apko Rohail nahi pasand toh koi baat nahi," Khawar lovingly told his daughter while holding her hand
(What happened? If you don't like Rohail then it's okay, no one will force you,)
"Kya aap iss rishte se khush hai?" Roshni can clearly see the happiness on his face, softly she aske
(Are you happy with it)
"khush se zyada main mutmain hoon yeh soch ke aap apni hi phupi ke hi Ghar jayengi aur woh apka nanihal bhi Hai aur waha sab apko bohot khush rakhenge,... Lekin ussey zyada mere important hai apki Khushi aur razamandi,"
(I'm really happy knowing you will be happy with Rohail, but happiness is more important so whatever will be you decision I'll be happy with it,)
"Can I think about it," didn't know what to say Roshni asked for some time
"Kyu nahi," Khawar said, before leaving he kissed her forehead and closed the door of her room
(Why not,)
Rohail! His face came in her mind, she never saw him that much only on dinners or sometimes breakfasts
"Jo apko theek lage," that was Rohail's answer with a smile on his face that can clearly say he is happy with the decision
(Whatever is your answer,)
The sound of alarm ruined her sleep, shutting it down she turned to other side but when sweet fragrance hit her nose, her eyes opened slowly
She saw a bowl was placed on her side table with motiyo ke phool she picked it took it near her nose to smell it an smile came on her face, she again place it back on the table
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Affan never let her touched the flowers even when she came to stay here and asked him nicely but no, he never let her touched it
Making gajra of the flower she wore it, she was looking beautiful in white churidaar with red dupatta
When she entered the living room both Khawar and Yawer praised her but her eyes searched for the person whom has placed the flower in her room and for his compliment but couldn't find him anywhere
By the time evening came she got irritate and changed her dress, she wasn't in the habit of wearing churidaar in home, she is more comfortable in salwar kameez so she wore it
"Itna time to pehle Kabhi nahi lagay office se aney mein," angrily she mumbled and thought he is doing this intentionally, picking her phone she turned her favorite radio station it was already time for Hamza's show
(He never took this much time to return from office,)
"And now our favorite RJ Hamza is going to sing a song for us," the other rj on radio said
As Hamza hit the first note she felt a strange emotion in herself
She turned the radio to make her mood cheerfull but now she was more confused, why was she waiting for him? And for his compliment?
Maybe he gave her flowers but so what?
She was lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize when the song came to end and radio station played another song
She focused on the song and felt the song is speaking for her,
"Kya hum... Affan...." She whispered then a smile came in her face as she realized why she was restless because she didn't saw him
(Can I ...... Affan.....)
She quickly jumped down from her bed, she wanted to tell this to the person whom now beats in her heart
But stopped herself, she hide her face in her hands
She didn't saw him on dinner, dejected she didn't atedinney properly and came to her room
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It happened for two more days when she had enough, here she was feeling fridgety and he doesn't even know anything about it
It was 1:00am and she knows right now he is in his room, but she couldn't go there at time
But she also didn't had any other options because in day time she never saw him
She softly knock on his door, hoping for no one else beside him to listen it
She was about to knock again when the door opened
And there was he, standing in front of her. Wearing a white shirt with two uppar button opened, his hair looked messy like someone has run their finger in it, eyes that were showing lack of sleeping. She felt bad for him because of work he loose his rest
"Ji?" He was shock to see her there at this time
(What happened?)
"Hume apse baat karni thi," she direct came to point, when he nod his head she continue
(I want to tell you something,)
"Hum apse mohabbat karte hain," when she has accepted to herself then what's the point of hiding it from that person whom she has fallen for?
(I love you,)
"Roshni! Tum hosh mein ho ki tum Kya keh rahi ho?" She didn't heard anything but how her name sound from his tongue
(Roshni! Are you in you senses?)
"Roshni! Apne kamre mein jao," she came to trace when he harshly called her, when Affan saw Roshni wasn't paying attention to him he raised his voice a little
(Go to your room,)
"Lekin hum...." She started to talk
(But I.....)
"Lekin hum Kya? Mujhe nahi pata Tha tum aisi ladki ho, adhi raat ko yun kisi ke kamre mein Jana aur ussey aisi baatei'n karna," his said the words didn't even thought how it sounds, Roshni who came here with love for him but he?
(But I what? I didn't know you are this kind of girl, going to a boy's room at this time and talking to him like this,)
"Nahi Affan aap galat samajh......" her eyes winded as she tried to defend herself and her love but he was not in the mood of listening
(No you are getting it wrong......)
"Main kuch galat nahi samajh raha, tum Meri cousin ho is liye chup Hoon achha hoga tum apne kamre chali jao," his voice was low but the tone he was using can clearly say he is disgust
(I'm not getting anything wrong, you are my first cousin that's why I am quite so please just go to your room,)
"Toh Kya aap Hume pasand nahi karte?" her heart still hoped she was listening everything wrong wrong, tears started coming into her eyes as she looked at the man whom she loves
(Don't you like me?)
"Toh woh sab Kya Tha, humse jhagra karna Humare liye tohfe lene aur parso humare kamre mein woh phoolon ka bowl?" when Affan didn't said anything she again started talking
(Then what was that, always bricking with me buying me gift and that bowl of flowers in my room,)
"Agar tumne Meri frankness ko galat samjha Roshni toh usme galti tumhari hai,"
(Its your fault that you have took my frankness in wrong way,)
"Sahi kaha apne, galti humari hai," the tear was about to drop, so she didn't took more time and left from there, reaching her room she closed the door and leaned her back on it
(You are right, it is my fault,)
What was he saying? What words he used for her? Thinking this she broke down she bring her knees closer to her chest and hide her face in it trying to dried her tears
Her heart which just got to know the feeling of love and was so delight in it broke into million pieces
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