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My Unrequited Love SEVEN
How do you control love ? It was something she desperately seeked an answer to. The desperation she craved, to control her feelings for him, to lock them inside the depths of her heart, to push them down so deep, that no one could pull them to the surface. She craved love, and he could only give her friendship. There was no future. Days passed and everything turned normal, except for her feelings and Mustafa's care for her. Both of them increased. After that incident his care increased for ten folds if that was even possible. He started to care for her like she was some hospital patient. Maybe it was the guilt he harbored for hurting her... A week ago, he put ban on her running as she had nicked her toenail when she was chasing Osama but It wasn't only her who was tortured alone, poor Osama was also schooled for his behavior, and junk food was banned for a whole month. With her, he behaved like a mother hen. First he had pulled her with him to hospital and injected a big injectio
Last Updated : 2023-10-26My Unrequited Love EIGHT
THIRD PERSON'S POV“Try this, it's amazinggg. You’ll forget everything after this. Iski mohabbat mein phir se giraftar ho jaogi main bata raha hu.” Osama moaned, closing his eyes, feeling euphoria as the chocolate melted into his mouth, followed by the vanilla ice-cream. (You'll fall in love with it again, I am telling you!) Even though he was eating waffles for the umpteenth time, he always reacted as if he was eating it for the first time. The love for sweets was still the same. Passing Maria a big scoop of the sweet heaven he was having, he asked her to eat and she did. How could she refuse when she loved sweets.“Hmmmm!! It's too good. I am feeling....” unable to express her emotions she stopped for a second, to find the appropriate words “-on the top of the world.” moaning, she closed her eyes in euphoria. Her reaction was no less than Osama, who was seen to be grinning proud at himself for choosing the right person as his bestie. The one who had the same, world-class taste bu
Last Updated : 2023-11-23My Unrequited Love NINE
THIRD PERSON'S POVStartled by the anger in his voice they both separated with a jerk. Eyes red, jaw stiffened, and vein on the forehead was bobbled up showcasing his enraged state. Mustafa was throwing daggers at them, looking like a wounded lion ready to fight and kill. “What are you two doing here, all alone ?” they both flinched, knowing his thoughts were taking a wrong route, fire in his eyes was evidence of the misunderstanding that had taken root in his mind. “Bhaai I was....” Hassan quickly strided towards his brother, catching the sight of Maria’s dreadful eyes. He passed her a small reassuring smile, ready to tell his brother the cheap stunt Tabassum Bashar pulled up to disgrace Maria, but before he could say something in their defense, Aaqib Ahwaan made his entry, clueless of the tension brewing between them. “Hassan, where were you ? I was looking everywhere….” perplexed with the entry of his father, he had no idea on how to resolve the misunderstanding and shared a h
Last Updated : 2023-11-23My Unrequited Love TEN
THIRD PERSON'S POVHassan’s car was found damaged near a cliff, and it was assumed that he was dead. Police searched for his body for weeks, but still there was no sign.Weeks turned into two months but there was no news about him. It was like he vanished into thin air without any trace, without any evidence. The lively and cheerful Ahwaan Villa was gloomy now. Everything stopped with Hassan's disappearance. Everyone was mourning his loss. It was like they lost faith to find him…Only Aamina was the one who was still adamant, her heart full of hope of finding her twin brother one day. She was sure that brother, the other half of her soul, was still alive. She was not ready to believe that he had died. But his presence, his voice was something dearly missed by her. There wasn't a single night she had slept, without losing herself in his memories. And it was now badly affecting her health, deteriorating it, with passing days. Hassan was her mentor, her guide, her support. She loved h
Last Updated : 2023-11-23My Unrequited Love ELEVEN
THIRD PERSON'S POVDays passed and as promised, Mustafa started ignoring her again, truthful to his words. Maria was hurt, and even cried inside the four walls of her room, but she knew it was a price she was paying for loving him. Knowing where it hurt the most, he was punishing her. But her heart, it was stubborn just like it had been from day one. Even after getting rejected so brutally, and repeatedly, it never stopped loving him. It never stopped craving for him, and his smile…She missed him, she missed teasing him, getting pampered by him, getting adored by him… She missed being with him. His mere presence was a soothing balm for her heart, he knew that… but the cruel man did not even bless her with his shadow. It was like he never lived in the same house as hers. Sitting on the dining table, her heart hammered with pain, when she saw him gracing them with his presence. Her heart was quenched of the thirst it was denied long ago. It felt so liberating. Maybe that was love
Last Updated : 2023-11-23My Unrequited Love TWELVE
THIRD PERSON'S POVThe heaviness of the heart knocked over the whole body, weakening the whole system. Limbs felt heavy like something was pushing her down, trying to suffocate her to death. She was trapped.Terrified, she tried swaying her hands trying to move but she was stuck. It was as if she was a rock which had no life. Her lips wobbled and she tried screaming for help but nothing worked.It felt like a dark endless abyss. But a loud knock on the door disturbed her slumber and she opened her eyes with a jerk, hearing her name getting called. With a loud groan she sat up and rubbed her temples which were throbbing with immense pain but she was glad she was disturbed at least she did not have to bear the feeling of being trapped in that nightmare. "Come down for breakfast, bacha. Everyone is waiting for you. Shabana has made your favourite aaloo ke parathe." Entering her room, tayi ammi passed her a small smile, sitting beside her. Her eyes held so much innocence. She was an ex
Last Updated : 2023-11-23My Unrequited Love THIRTEEN
THIRD PERSON'S POVDays passed in the talks of his marriage and her nights were spent crying. He was getting married by the end of the week and as the big day neared, her senses felt like they were on haywire and her heart, it felt like someone was robbing her of breaths, choking her. It was getting so difficult to keep it all inside and stay silent with a fake smile plastered over her face the whole time. One word out of her mouth, and everything would be over for him. She knew her taya jaan would get them married instead, if she ever told him about her feelings, but she dared not. What was the point of running after a man who did not desire you ? But everything happening was taking a toll over her, it was killing her slowly and painfully. She wanted to scream, to wail and sob her agony out, to tell everyone how much everything was affecting her mental health, but she kept quiet for him. She did not have the heart to rob him of his happiness. For her love was not about winning th
Last Updated : 2023-11-23My Unrequited Love FOURTEEN
THIRD PERSON'S POVThe whole ride she kept quiet looking out of the window hearing Asmara's bickering in the background, which was only entertained by Mustafa, that too by answering her in short sentences.“Can someone ask her to shut up because I am getting irritated now ? My head would blow off with the amount of rubbish she is talking about, going on and on, without a full stop.”Osama whispered to Aamina with a soft groan. He was a fan of bickering non stop, it was his favorite time pass, but imagine the torture he was feeling when the bickering king himself felt irritated, hearing Asmara rant about the color of nail paint she was wearing.There was a permanent scowl on his face, flaring at Asmara, who was lost in her worldly rant, but he was unaware of someone who was looking at him from the rear view mirror, someone who was his elder brother, from whom he was so scared of.Osama instantly changed his expressions when he caught his brother looking at him with the same zeal he was
Last Updated : 2023-11-23
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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
