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My Unrequited Love
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He is close yet so far! He was right, he is not mine. How can he be when he is going to marry her in a few minutes ? Why did it felt like we were meant to be ? Why wasn't I able to stop myself from loving him ? Why is it paining so much ?! My heart is tearing apart and he is not even fazed by my tears. What an irony ?! The man who wiped my worries, my tears away is the reason for my heartache now. Why can't he love me back ? Why ? “It’s okay. He is not meant to be yours. What's yours will find you. My brother doesn't deserve you. Don't waste your precious tears on him. Allah knows everything. . Trust him.” his sister and my cousin whispers passing a sad smile. It's time for his marriage. Asmara had given her consent, now it's his turn to accept her, his wife. “Mir Mustafa Ahwaan son of Aqib Ahwaan, do you accept Asmara Ahmed daughter of Yousuf Ahmed as your wife ?” he looked up, his dark brown orbs clashed with mine. There was some uncertainty and sadness looming inside them, just like mine. I pleaded him to say no, but looked like he won’t falter from his decision. Looking into my eyes he replied, ‘I do’, three times, taking her as his wife. He accepted her as his, but his gaze is not faltering from my face. He took his decision and now it's my turn. I will go from here and free myself from pain. I smiled at him as a treacherous tear leaked out of my eye but I quickly wiped it and stood up to leave. It's not over for Maria Ahwaan. It's just the beginning of new chapter in my life!
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My Unrequited Love THIRTY ONE
THIRD PERSON'S POV"How is it ?"Showing Murat her palms filled with intricate designs of mehendi, she waited for him to compliment it."Good."The small smile on her face vanished hearing him, replacing it with a deep frown. It took hours to clad her palms and feet with mehendi, for their nikaah tommorow and he didn't even complimented it properly."Only good ?""Haan, kyuki mehendi se zyada khoobsurat tum lag rahi ho."(You are looking more beautiful and radiant as compared to these intricate designs of henna on your hand.)He grinned, pinching her cheeks, seeing her laugh loudly at his remark."That was too cheesy Murat.""Yes, because I love cheesy talks."He had a stupid grin on his face which made her shook her head at his silliness, but she smiled nonethelessly seeing him happy. Her smile didn't lasted for long when her eyes landed on Mustafa who was standing in the balcony of his room smoking. His eyes held a distanced look, the same look she saw in his eyes when they lost Has
My Unrequited Love THIRTY
THIRD PERSON'S POV"Are you sure about it ?"Aamina asked, passing her the flower jwellery for the small mayoon function they held for her in the backyard of their house even when she and Murat insisted to have a simple nikaah, nothing else."Sure about what Appi ?""Marrying Murat."Aamina's reply drained the glow she had on her face, replacing it with a deep frown."Why are you asking that ?"Why the hell she was asking her such an absurd questioning when she was getting married. Was she trying to question her decision ? Maria didn't knew what was going on her mind but she wasn't liking where their conversation was going."I just want to make sure if you are happy or not as you still have time to..."It was then Maria stopped her from completing her sentence trying to control her anger."How could you ask me to back out, Appi ? I would never do that. Murat is my friend and I am going to marry him. I would never back out now."She was so disappointed with Aamina. She was the one who
My Unrequited Love TWENTY NINE
THIRD PERSON'S POVAs soon as they reached an isolated place Maria jerked her hand off Murat's who was gaping at her in shock seeing her transform into a warrior lady as she was ready to attack him any second, so he started walking fast fearing her."Stop right there MURAT ABRAR CHOWDHARY!!!"Her scream stopped him instantly and he turned praying Allah to save him from her wrath.Making an innocent face he went near her acting clueless about everything he did."What ?"Her glares and the she was looking at him without blinking scared daylights out of him but he was expertly pulling out the facade of a brave man."Which stunt did you pulled back there ?"Showing her his puppy eyes he asked to which she smacked his shoulder hard, making him wince and narrow his eyes, his resolve of acting innocent breaking with her glares."Which one, dove ?""Don't dove me, Murat. I am in no mood for fun at all."His patience broke down and he answered her back having enough of her scoldings. He wasn't
My Unrequited Love TWENTY EIGHT
THIRD PERSON'S POVShe was sitting on the swing in the garden area looking up in the clear blue sky, lost in her own thoughts when Murat saw her from the balcony of his room and he knew something was messing up her brain.Walking towards her, he quietly sat beside her, his suspicion confirmed when she didn't noticed his presence beside her and continued gazing up in the sky."What happened, dove ?"It was when he shook her a little, she turned to look at him startled with his actions."Huh...Did you say something ?""Are you okay ?"Looking inside her eyes he found strom brewing inside him."Tell me what's wrong. Maybe I'll be able to help you."Encouraging, he held her hand tightly asking her to confess everything."First promise me you won't get angry or do anything when I tell you about it."She was scared of his reaction but more than that she was scared of what he was capable of doing. She didn't wanted him to get into fight with Mustafa. It was of no use. "I am definitely going
My Unrequited Love TWENTY SEVEN
THIRD PERSON'S POVDays passed and Mustafa was getting anxious about the day his father will ask her about their alliance. Time was passing and he was scared that this time too she will leave.He was getting frustrated seeing Maria too close with Murat. She was very comfortable with him. Her day started with Murat and ended on him.His possessiveness for her was increasing day by day, and now it was impossible to stay away from her.She was everywhere, in his dreams, in his thoughts, he even saw her at the hospital. Only, he knew how he was stopping himself from going near her. He wanted his father to ask her as soon as possible. Walking towards his father's study he knocked it, getting a faint 'come in' as a reply. He was going to talk with his father after so many days. His father was still angry with him for giving his proposal for his daughter. Taking a deep breath he stepped inside the study. After a few minutes of silence he cleared his throat to get his father's attention.
My Unrequited Love TWENTY SIX
THIRD PERSON'S POVThe whole trip Maria ignored Mustafa and sticked to Murat as much as she could knowing he won't come near if Murat is with her. She was relieved he didn't tried coming closer but he did gazed at her. She found his gaze similar to those of her's four years ago. But wasn't he too late ? He was and now she didn't have the courage to go back and hand over herself to him. It would mean surrender. It would mean she was nothing, her feelings were nothing and she wasn't ready for that. Yes, her heart still belonged to him but she wasn't a fool to happily run back in his arms. It would never happen. She won't allow it.So, the trip was finally over and now they were on their way back to Delhi. Mustafa was driving the car, Murat sitting at front with him, whereas the other three were sitting at back. Maria was sitting in the middle to stop Aamina and Osama who were fighting with each other troubling her who was already in pain."Please don't fight guys... I beg you two to sto
My Unrequited Love TWENTY FIVE
THIRD PERSON'S POVMurat held her wrist and took her towards the garden area which was at the back of the cabin. His hold was tight but that was not which scared her, it was his expressions which send chills down her body. "Sit here."His voice was calm but his eyes, they held thousands of emotions in them, one of them which was anger and it could be easily detected by her with one look."Murat I....""Keep quiet."Keeping his index finger on her lips he stopped her from speaking and narrowed his eyes at her before he himself started speaking."I don't know what's wrong with you dove. Have you forgotten everything ? Ya ye tumhari mohabbat sar chadh kar bol rahi hai..."(Is this your love which is blinding your senses ?)His mind again wandered off to the scene he witnessed and it was exploading his brain. He was furious when he saw her on top of that man and that man had the audacity to smirk at him which was very ridiculous according to him."I am regretting convincing you to come h
My Unrequited Love TWENTY FOUR
THIRD PERSON'S POVAfter taking a long nap everyone settled themselves in the small living room of the cabin house."So....."Osama broke the silence realizing no one was ready to speak and it was getting too awkward to stay silent."So, what ?"Maria asked entering the living area finding everyone's eye on her making her gulp in nervousness which she overcame when Murat warmly smiled at her which she returned back and sat beside him on the sofa."I am asking what will we do now ? it is obvious, that we can't go for outing at this hour."He sighed running fingers though his hair looking at the girls for suggestion knowing the other two men weren't bothered, as one was busy on his phone and the other would do anything his friend asks him to."We can cook..."Aamina suggested and Maria agreed with her ignoring Osama who had a horrified look on his face."No... We won't. You both can if you want to, but we won't."He give his final verdict to which both the girls glared at him, not likin
My Unrequited Love TWENTY THREE
THIRD PERSON'S POV"It's already three, hurry up guys! we have to leave."Aamina shouted, standing on the first step of stairs, impatiently waiting for everyone to come down. They were to leave at four in the morning after having breakfast but all of them except for the two girls weren't ready even after continuous warning of the girls."I swear these men are taking more time than us girls combined. Hum aurton ko to khamakha badnaam kar rakha hai."(We are framed for nothing.)Getting irritated Aamina rolled her eyes, unhappy with the boys for not being punctual at all to which Maria chuckled softly knowing well she was too exited for the trip."Your knight is here beautiful ladies."Grinning Osama climbed down holding carry bag in his hand and bowed down in front of ladies as soon as reached there."Missed me ?""Not at all."Raising an eyebrow in mischief he asked both of them which turned into a scowl when Aamina answered him without looking at him, instead focussing her eyes tow
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