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My 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 : 2023-11-23My Unrequited Love FIFTEEN
THIRD PERSON'S POVThe ride to the hospital was the most difficult ride of his whole life. His hands shivered while driving car, his all focus on her. His mind wasn't in the right state and his heart, it felt the need to expload seeing her condition. She was lifelessly lying on the seat beside him, away from all tensions away from the heartbreak she was going through.Every few second his eyes found their way to her still form, wanting desperately to reach hospital as soon as possible. He was trying hard not to cry and to keep himself together for her. She didn't needed his tears right now but she did needed his help to reach hospital as she was fighting for her life.He finally reached to hospital after an agonising twenty minutes. Quickly picking her up, he speedily walked towards the emergency ward careful enough not to let her fall."Get Dr. Ahmed now."He shouted at the nurse who was standing near, looking at him with shocked expressions. Her actions were justified infact every e
Last Updated : 2023-12-03My Unrequited Love SIXTEEN
THIRD PERSON'S POVYou don't love me it's just an infatuation.Tumhe is mohabbat mein dard ke alawa mujhse aur kuch nahi milega.Stop feeling for me and you won't be hurt at all.It's time to repay everything I have done for you.You are behind everything going wrong in my life.You have made my life a living nightmare.His harsh words were continuously ringing inside her ears making her regret everything. She knew she was responsible for everything. He wasn't at fault at all. She was the one to be blamed, and to be held responsible for.She couldn't help but cry in pain, holding her heart, feeling suffocated. She was fed up. Fed up with her life, and the pain she was going through these days. It was mind wrecking.Just when she thought the afflictions of her life came to a halt, they came back again with full force rendering her speechless and all alone. And the most painful part was not that she felt alone, but it was him, who first made her trust him, and now it was him, who broke
Last Updated : 2023-12-03My Unrequited Love SEVENTEEN
MARIA ALI AHWAAN'S POVFour years passed since that day and not even for once I looked back. How could I ? My inner turmoil was at its peak that time and I had enough of humiliation coming towards me. I would not have survived I would have stayed back. Sometimes I think I was selfish to leave. I didn't even informed anyone before leaving. That time I did what I thought was right and the first thought which came to my mind was to leave. I didn't thought about my family who loved me to the bits and left that place. Maybe I was selfish but for me, it was my way to protect my life from getting ruined.Was I coward to leave ? Was I too weak letting him run over me just because I loved him ? I don't know and I don't plan to find out if I was. It's all past now. He is not in my life anymore and I am glad about that. His presence was too toxic for me. I was so lost in his love that I forgot about my existence. He was my start and my end too. I was so lost loving him that I never realized I
Last Updated : 2023-12-03My Unrequited Love EIGHTEEN
MARIA ALI AHWAAN'S POVI am going back to Delhi today. The place where I was born. The place where I lost everything. The place where I lost my heart. The place which contains my best and worst memories.I say I have moved on but I myself don't know whether I have or not. It's not easy to get over your first love. It's not easy to forget a person whom you wished to spend your whole life with. It's not easy to move on from the memories you created together. It's not easy. Not easy at all. The day I moved from Delhi was the day my heart stopped beating. It stopped functioning without him, without them, my family. Yes, I shifted from Delhi but my heart and soul rested there with them. The thought of going back is giving me chills. I don't want to go there yet at the same time I want to. I want to test myself and show him that I changed. I wanted to show him my strong side. I want to win control over my heart again and that could be done only when I face him.I want to go back and show
Last Updated : 2023-12-03My Unrequited Love NINTEEN
THIRD PERSON'S POVHer eyes widened, her smile faded losing its charm seeing him. He was standing in front of her in all his glory. The moment she dreaded to face finally came and she didn't knew how to react.He looked changed. There were dark circles below his eyes and the shine his eyes carried was lost. He had grown beard making him look more mature.Huh..Mature her foot! He looked lost. He looked broken. She was able to trace a broken man in him, as he had the same broken look in his eyes which she carried four years ago.He was the man she fell in love with. The same man she gave her heart to unknowingly. The man who crushed her heart mercilessly knowingly. The same man who vowed to protect her, to be with her, but failed to keep his promises. He was the man she dreamt to be with. The man who made her realize that everything you wish, you pray for, cannot be fulfilled. He was her unfulfilled wish, her first heartbreak.She gulped looking at him feeling her throat parched. Th
Last Updated : 2023-12-03My Unrequited Love TWENTY
THIRD PERSON'S POVThe next day Maria went towards the breakfast table with a big smile on her face to start a new and fresh day, trying to enjoy her limited days at her Abba's house. Yes, her home was in Mumbai now. Ahwaan villa was just her Abba's house.She was happy after so long and longed to stay like that only. Her motive was simple and clear. It was to ignore Mustafa Ahwaan and stay happy. Staying away from him was her key to happiness.But as much as she succeeded avoiding him the whole day she wasn't able to avoid him at the dinning table just like now. He was sitting across her giving her his best smile whenever their gazes clashed with each other. There was a time she loved seeing him smile but right now his smile was making her feel annoyed and she was ready to bash him if he didn't take his irritating gaze off her."Baba Noor want coco cake..."She sighed in relief when little Noor diverted all his attention towards herself. "Baby they are finished. See, none is left."
Last Updated : 2023-12-03My Unrequited Love TWENTY ONE
THIRD PERSON'S POV"Murat!!"Jerking her hand off Mustafa's hold she ran towards Murat, her face adorned with a beautiful smile and hugged him tightly with all her strength."I am not running anywhere, dove. You can relax."Murat smiled rubbing her back seeing her holding him with so much affection."Murat I.....""Ji boliye."(Yes, sweetie.)Caressing her cheeks he encouraged her to go on"I missed you so much."She confessed looking in his eyes with a bright smile to which he chucked ruffling her hair."I can see that very well."His answer changed her smile to that of a scowl instantly and she started glaring at him."You didn't missed me ?""I missed your cute, and annoying self so much, that it was driving me insane."He teased pinching her cheeks which were red due to anger."What!!! Annoying and me ?!! You are so bad, Murat."Scowling she slapped his shoulder to which he held her hand having an innocent smile on his face."But I said your 'cute' annoying self, and not annoying
Last Updated : 2023-12-03
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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
