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

"I was waiting for you to wake up"

When Moomal turned towards the voice, there he was, with his serious expressions, but still looking very attractive in his black shalwar kameez suit.

"Assalam o Alaikum" she greeted him with a slight smile. to which he greeted back.

"I want to talk to you about something." He said, rubbing his thumb against his palm, looking somewhat nervous for some unknown reason.

Moomal had some idea what he wanted to talk about, and to be honest, she was not in a mood to talk about her issues then ruining her mood when today was her best friend's special day.

"Can we talk about that tomorrow? I don't think today's the right day to talk about our issues?" Instead of beating around the bush, she told him her opinion and requested soberly.

For a second, Zayn wanted to deny her request but after thinking for two seconds, he sighed and nodded his head. "Okay, whatever you want." He said and left her alone.

Chapter: 115, Gray color