RukhsarQadir

Seeing her in someone else's arms, why did it feel like he had lost the entire world?```

He couldn't understand why he was acting like this.


The unknown and indescribable amount of emotions welling up within threatened to rip his heart apart.

Moomal! He called out to her but only silence replied to him.


She finally removed her hand from the lock.


Before Huzaifa could understand what was going on she suddenly turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, locking him in a tight embrace.

He was shocked by her sudden intimacy yet he subconsciously grabbed onto her waist and held her tighter to his body, their bodies were pressing against one another intensely that it seemed like they would melt into each another.

"I hate that I love you so much..." Her soft words felt like a hammer to his heart, and the peace he had felt for two moments added to his distress even more.


The pain he goes through. 
He still feels broken.
Who will fix his cracks?

I hate that I love You

"Huzaifa, look at me ..." Sughra Begum cupped his face in her hands and drew his attention towards her.


"Amma, tell me where she has gone? I promise I'll bring her back. You know her, she never refuses me because she loves me so much. She can never see me upset. After clarifying the misunderstanding, if I beg her to come back, she would never refuse me."To beg her to come back, she would never refuse me. He said all this looking at her mother, even after knowing the truth, his every single word was full of desperation and his blind confidence he had in Moomal. 


Seeing such deep feelings in his eyes, Sughra Begum felt her heart tearing for her only son. 


How could she tell him that the way Moomal had left this house, and she might never return to him again?


For so many years, she had seen their love in their eyes, and that is why she loved Moomal that one day she would become the wife of his only son. 


Chapter 73, Wind-chime