Zaabit~POV
A few days ago
I dial Dad's home office landline as I only want to talk to him. The phone ring is going and at any minute his professional tone will emerge.
While waiting for him to pick me up. I am sipping my tea. It is still in my mouth when a female voice boomed through the phone.
"Asalamu Alaikum, this is Ali Ahmed's residence. How can I help you?".
I begin to choke on the chai which makes me cough profusely and I am not able to answer.
"Are you going talk or keep coughing? " the voice on the other side said.
"I am going to talk. If I didn't then why would I have called" I said irritatingly?
"Who do you need to talk to?" The girl replied.
"Whose office is that?" I asked.
"I asked you...you tell me" she has the guts to reply to me like that.
"Then guess" I fire back.
"You guess" she utters.
" the guy name Ali, " I said as I had a meeting to go to but give up unwillingly.
In the distance, I could hear Dad's voice then the girl said to him handing him the phone
"Ali Uncle ... it is for you".
"Thank you Saama beta " I heard Dad voice her lovingly.
When I heard her name, I jerked up from my chair, and a smile spread across my face. She has come back. I will definitely make her mine this time.
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I told Dad, that I have been posted to Muree for the next two years and I will be staying home most of the time.
Upon hearing this news, he got elated.
I could hear mama and Khadija, my younger sister's voices in the background...sounding unhappy. When they repeatedly make sure in fear. A smile full of evilness spread across my face when I sense they are fearing from me.
"Is he gonna stay here for two years?"..... " He had never stayed this long in the house ever since he had gone off to the army".
I heard their whispers as Dad finally realized the phone was still on.
I am not sad that they are unhappy because I don't care about both of them. They are unhappy that is what makes me happy. Their trembling heart, pale faces, and walking on eggshells around me make me overjoyed.
Ever since I have gotten into the army. I have never come home even on my holidays. Even if I had it was only because of Dad's insistence.
During my stay, I would despise Khadija and mamma so much to the extent that it would make me laugh. If they weren't around me I would shout and scream just to make them tremble in fear.
Now both of them fear me so much that they wouldn't even come out of their room when I am home. Although they are my blood-related mother and sister yet I detest them so much. I have my own reasons to do that.
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She will always be the one
Romance"Zaabit Bhai!! What are you doing?" I begin to walk back as his sturdier figure became close. "You aren't supposed to be here, Zaabit Bhai" I begin to scream because for the past few weeks since I have arrived back. He never came this close to me. W...
