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              CHAPTER 26 -  HATRED AND JEALOUSY / RESENTMENT.

       "Everyone has a chapter, they don't read out loud."

SHEHRYAAR'S POV :

We are on the way to her home.

"Why do you have to leave now by the way? I mean we can go together after work." I suggested.

"Shehryaar, there's no going back. So stop suggesting already."

"Okay," I mumbled to myself.

We arrived at the front door.

"Come inside and meet him." She said. I nodded.

"I'd love to," I said, sarcastically. She rolled her eyes.

We knocked on the door.

He opened the door with a big smile on his face.

"Assalamualaikum." He greeted us. We greeted back.

Minal walked inside.

"I have to go. I have work. Call me if you want a ride back home." I made an excuse.

"Don't worry. I'll drop her. Allah hafiz." He was about to close the door when,

"Shehryaar. Hear me out." She called out my name.

"Hm?" I asked her. She came out and was about to say something when we both looked at Zayn, who was eavesdropping already. She frowned at him.

"Okay. I'll leave." He gives up taking both his hands and went inside.

"I need money. I left my wallet at home."

"Oh. Okay." I took out the cash and handed her.

"Don't wanna know why I need the money?" She asked with a smirk on her face.

"No. I have a guess." I blurt out.
She opened her mouth to say something, when,
"Don't say it. Or else, I won't be able to work. Either that I'll drop you home or I'll go along with you." I didn't let her speak.

She smiled and said, "I won't mind if you join us."

"Do you want me to kick his ass?" I asked while controlling my anger. She giggled.

She suddenly reaches out her hand and pulled my cheek.

My anger vanished and I got suprised. She smiled and walked in.

She waved her hand before closing the door. I waved back.

I smiled at the thought of her pulling my cheeks. I scratched my eyebrow with a big smile on my face.

I don't want to leave her. But I have to.
I made my mind.

* * * * *

"Whattt???" I got up from the bed.

"Yeah. What's wrong with that?" She asked shrugging her shoulders.

"Why it has to be you? Why not your mom or his mom or anyone from his family?" I lost my temper.

"Because he thinks I might find a good match for him." She simply said that.

"And what makes him think that?" I asked folding my arms across my chest.

"Oh, come on. Stop with all the questions. This isn't something you should be against of. It's not like he is asking me to marry him, he is just asking me a favor. Stop getting all jealous." She got up and got all angry.

"You never know. That day isn't far." I just couldn't control myself.

"Stop it, shehryaar. I know you both don't like eachother, there's always something off between you people. But I never asked why nor am I asking you both to clear up things. But now I want to know."
She stood infront of me, looking directly into my eyes.

MINAL'S POV :

"Why do you want to know that?" He asked hesitatingly.

"See. I told you. There's something that you both are hiding from me." I glared at him. He looked away.

"Let's make a deal. You answer me this and I'll do as a say. If you don't answer me, then don't stop me from helping him. What say?"

There was a brief silence. Then suddenly he spoke.

"So, You didn't show me the gift he got for our wedding?" He ended the conversation.

I chuckled and said, "You're unbelievable."

"Thanks. Show me." I got up to show him what he got.

Now, it's definitely bothering me. What the hell are they hiding?

May be I should try asking Zayn. May be he might speak out.

* * * * *

NEXT DAY :

SHEHRYAAR'S POV:

"Falling for him was like falling from grace..."

"Would have done anything
Every thing for him..."

She was listening to music while singing along. With her eyes closed and jammed her ears. Disturbing me. I was trying hard not to get distracted.

I can't focus on my work.

"Until they leave you
And you want them back..."

I turned to her. Trying to listen.
What exactly is she singing? I don't think I've listen to this song before.

"There's no regrets
I just thought it was fun."

Suddenly his face popped up in my mind. Is it about today?

"They say all good boys go to heaven
But bad boys bring heaven to you."

Addressing myself as good boy and Zayn as bad boy.

Widening my eyes imagining them together. I shook my thoughts away. I walked upto her and sat on the bed listening to whatever she is mumbling.

I kept my ears near hers.

"I still remember the moment we met
The touch he planted
The garden he left."
What exactly happened?

"I guess the rain was just half that effect
No need to imagine
Cause I know it's true...."
It rained today. My heart skipped a beat.
A smile was lingering on her face.

"It's so romantic!" With that she opened her eyes. She looked at me. Removing her earplugs.

"What are you doing?" She asked frowning.

"What's so romantic?" It slipped from my mouth.

"Sorry?"

"Uhm. I meant what did you say about something romantic?"

"I said it's automatic. And it's not me saying. It's the song I was just singing along. But what were you doing?"

"Ohhh! I was just trying to listen."

"I thought you were working. If you want I can play the song unplugging my phone."

"Yeah. Play the same song from the start. I really want to know things." I said. She looked at me confused.

I fake laughed and adjusted, "I was just curious."

She played the song.

"What's the song name?" I asked.

"Heaven."

Thank god! Such a song exist. But why would she listen to it today?

I need to lie down. I'll go crazy if I keep on thinking about stuffs.

I closed my laptop and walked towards bed.

Before I could stop myself I was complaining, "You don't have time for me anymore. Ever since he came. You're just ignoring me. I don't like it when you does that. Don't meet him anymore. I don't like him."

"What am I saying?"I kept my hand on mouth.

"You said what you felt." She suddenly spoke.

"Yeah, can't help it." I was already cursing myself saying those words. I sound pathetic.

She rolled her lips in, to control her laughter.

There we go! I got insulted again. Think before you speak, damn it.

She walked upto me and sat infront of me.

"I know there's something off between you two but that doesn't mean you can't let me meet him. He's like my cousin. Also, he asked me a favor to do. If you remember?"

"I know. I know. I shouldn't have said that either. But can't you finish things up soon? You know helping him. If he don't want to get married then don't force him." I really can't control myself. I need sleep. I lack sleep.

"Are you crazy?" She said and got up.
"I think so." I took a deep breath.
I removed my t-shirt and threw it on the couch. I rested my head on the pillow.

I turned to her side. She sat on the her side of the bed. She removed her dupatta and kept aside. She made a bun in her hair and switching off the lights. She layed down, pulled the blanket on her.

She turned facing her back.

Then she turned to me.

"If you keep on staring at me, I can't sleep." She said and glared.

I chuckled.

"If I don't stare at you, I can't sleep either." I said. She got speechless.

We looked at each other for a while then she closed her eyes trying to sleep.

I drifted off to sleep.

NEXT DAY :

MINAL'S POV :

It's Sunday!

He won't wake up before 11 and I can't wait until then.

It's 9 o clock.

I got ready.

After asking permission from mom and dad, I left the house.

Dad told me that his driver would drive him home. I agreed.

He drove me home. 

I barged inside. I greeted mom and asked him where is Zayn?

She told me, he is in his room. Probably, lifting dumbles and making his room, Gym itself.

I knocked once.

"Get in." I heard his response and got inside.

"Hey!"

"What are you doing here at this time of the morning?"

"I came to ask you something."

"Okay." He said and kept his dumbles down.

"Who you want your wife to be?" Slip of tongue. Replaced 'how' with 'who'.

"Sorry, ho..." Before I could complete my sentence he replied.

"You."

"Whattttt?"

Heyyy!

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There was reason for my late update.
My grandfather died. So I couldn't.

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