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You are MINE! By lailamehtaab Characters: 8852

Updated: 2017-12-11 12:06

Mahnoor's POV:

I silently got up, kissed Ami and Papa and walked out of the room, muttering 'Allah Hafiz'.

Batting my eyes rapidly, I held back my tears, not wanting others to see me crying as I am already centre of attention since I walked in with Moosa.

A heavy-built guard followed me all the way to the car, where I found Moosa busy on his phone, already sitting inside. The guard opened the door next to Moosa and I settled in, mumbling 'Thank you'.

The car started and soon I felt my hand was lifted up from my lap and landed on his, with a firm grip of his hand above.

He is aware of my anger...

I can tell. I made a fail attempt to pull my hand, he was stronger. I sighed in irritation because of this man, I am starting to hate being a girl.

As the car stopped in front of the house gate, I got out first and directly rushed to the room. Couldn't hold back my tears anymore.


Moosa's POV:

She didn't wait nor look back but rushed straight into the house. I didn't follow her but my eyes do, as far as she was in sight.

"To the base three." I sighed as I turn to the driver and gave my command.

Base three was not a particularly distant place but it was in the middle of a residential area - the house in front of Noor's house. It was rumoured to be haunted because of its enormous size and it was empty for a very long time. So, it eventually became our interest. We did a renovation on only the inside and underground, intentionally leaving the outer area untouched and prohibited to all the members to use the front gate.

The car stopped at the left side of the house where it was surrounded by big trees. I silently passed through the secret gate, giving instruction to the driver to return. I entered the main door of the underground area and directly walked over to the monitoring room, knowing that I'll find the one whom I've been looking for. I pushed the door and found Yawar leaning against the chair with his eyes closed.


"Hm? Oh... MB. Assalam o Allaikum."

"Wallaikum Assalam, I have work for you."


"Assalam o Alaikum Bhai." Shahina, one of our sixteen-year-old worker Salam me. Rather than a worker, she was more like a little sister for all of us, that's why I instruct them on calling me Bhai.

"Wallaikum Assalam bache (kid)... Serve the dinner, please. I am famished." I said, throwing a bar of chocolate at her direction.

"Okay!" She gave a small smile.

"Where is Mahnoor? Did she eat anything?"

"In her room. And no, she didn't eat anything."

As expected....!

"Okay! Bring the dinner to my room and make me a cup of tea in an hour, please."

d my anger was long lost when he raised his voice. We both didn't say anything and stood in the same position for don't know how long.

"It's about my flight time." He pulled back first.

His....? What about us?

"I am sorry for yelling at you." He kissed my forehead and picked up his luggage.

"I'll be in my downstairs office and will be leaving in half an hour."

"Di-nner?" I said slowly.

"I am not hungry anymore... Allah Hafiz." With that, he left.

I stood there, staring into empty space. I wasn't thinking anything, nor was I feeling anything except for a deep emptiness.

A knock on the door made me aware of my surroundings.

"Yes?" I said loudly and Shahina came in with a cup of tea.

"Umm... Bhabi, Bhai asked me to make tea for him." She set the cup on the table.

"He is in the office."

"Should I take it there then?" She inquired about the tea.

"Yes. And also, take the food too." She nodded and turned to the trolley but as she was about to leave, I call her back.

"Shahina, give me the tea." I come forward to take the cup from her.

"Babhi, you won't like it. Bhai likes his tea strong."

"I think I can handle it... Make a fresh one for him please." I smiled and she left with the trolley.

I was barely able to take a sip of the tea when I heard Moosa's piano melody. It was different from usual. Anger, pain, madness - all three emotions overlapping each other, making my heart feeling heavy and somewhat... guilty?

Go to him...

My inner voice told me.

There was a chunk of my heart that's dying to rush down to him and ease his suffering. But I just remained there in the room, moving back and forth restlessly.

Ya Allah! What is wrong with me???


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