His Heartbeat

Chapter 30

Happy reading beautifuls...

"Wo jo mujh my basa hai...
wo tu hi to hai!♥️"

Author's p.o.v

Whole town got to know that Samahir came back due to the continuous yelling, shouting, screams and busting sound of music coming from khan villa.

They all welcomes her as she returned after years.

After non stop hustle and bustle they all were tired now.

Wali slipped down on sofa on his stomach and closed his eyes while Almir and Arsum were sleeping on floor.

Mahir along with Zarlin went to his hospital hour ago .

Tabeer and Ayla also went back to their rooms.

Hoorain went their neighbour house with Minahil and Zara chachi.

Samahir tried to sleep on couch in lounge but being uncomfortable she got and headed towards her room.

She was looking her room after almost 11 days and it felt heartwarming.

No matter where you go in the world you will always find peace and comfort zone only in your home and that's the fact!

She smiled at her thought and laid back on bed.

No one slept on theur bed since 10 days therefore there was no smell. Neither of her shampoo nor of Ali's perfume.

After laying and tossing for quite sometime she got up.

She wasn't feeling like sleeping.

She started cleaning her study table.

Although there was no dirt but still she started rearranging the books.

Just then she got hold of one of Ali's books and many scenes flashed in front of her eyes.

A beautiful smile played on her lips.

She was unknowingly tracing the book cover again and again.

"Ahm aham!! Nazrain kitab pr
Or sochein janab pr!"

(Eyes on book but thoughts revolving around him!)

She got out of her trance at Wali's voice.

"Its nothing like that!!"
She hide her smile turning her back at him.

"Whatever makes you sleep at night!"
Wali shrugged and jumped on her bed.

" Why did not you sleep?"
He asked.

"I wasn't feeling like sleeping. "
She said lazily and sat on the sofa.

"But how you are here? I saw you dying on sofa in lounge while ago."
Mahi said.

"Actually I was sleeping but that idiot Rafey gave horn too loud and I woke up. You know? He is dying to go on a honeymoon trip."
Wali rolled eyes.

"Well he must go!"
Samahir nodded.

"Anyways how say how was your honeymoon?"
Wali asked excited.

"Excuse me?"
She glared at him.

"Sorry your trip!"
Wali scratched the back of his neck.

" It was quite good!"
She narrated all the bombastic scenes of firing and Sir Ahmed being dying dramatically.

"That was damn fire Mahi!"
Wali said sitting up straight.

"It was but you know your Mahi's idn't even cry."
She flipped her duppata dramatically.