''ANYTHING FOR HER!''

 

AUTHORS POV:

[TEN YEARS AGO]

‘’ Mom where is Layla's aunt?’’ asked 8-year-old Fariha yelled striding down from the stairs in hurry.

‘’Watch your steps, young lady. You will get yourself hurt.’’ Her mother replied scared after seeing her precious youngest daughter run on stairs like that every time.

‘’What happened princess? Why are you so tensed?’’ her father asked far away sitting in the dining reading a newspaper.

‘’I have some important project in my class today but she isn’t here,’’ Fariha spoke telling her misery.

‘’I don’t remember your babysitter getting the project for you!’’ Her father teased her.

‘’No she makes my hairs, you know they get all messed when I make them,’’ Fariha said in a troubled voice telling everyone she was not in the mood to be teased.

‘’Something troubling our princess.’’ Mansoor aka the main protagonist spoke looking at her worriedly as he could never overlook her miseries.

‘’Aunt Layla not here. Who is going to help me get ready.’’ Fariha spoke looking at the floor and knocking her toe on the floor in a ballerina style. She always does it when she is sad.

‘’What do you want me to do, malady,’’ Mansoor said smiling.

‘’You will help me.’’ Fariha chirped excitedly and he nodded smilingly.

‘’don’t disturb him Fariha. He has an important test today.’’ Her mother said to her.

‘’it's okay. I already prepared it last night. And nothing more important than our princess happiness.’’ He said taking her side like always he did in all these years.

‘’Come we don’t have much time, and I know you will top this year too,’’ Fariha said grabbing his hand and took him to the stairs running while he made sure she will not trip or fall while running like this.

‘’Wow, I never thought you will be so good at it. You are good at everything aren’t you.’’ Fariha spoke happily looking at the neat work he had just done making her hairs.

‘’Well if I don’t work this good then who will make my princess happy.’’ He said looking at her loved-filled eyes through the mirror.

His stare kept at her face while she was busy doing the other work.

‘’’ Fariha comes down. You will be late for school.’’ Her mother called her from downstairs and realizing the time she got up in hurry and again went down.

She forgot her helper back there and Mansoor's smile fades away seeing her go just like that. Getting up to go out and have his breakfast as well his face lightens seeing at the front.

‘’Aren’t you coming,’’ Fariha said getting back.

All four of them had their breakfast happily but one person was missing who was Fariha's older sister who went to another city to attend her friend’s sister's wedding.

‘’Fariha comes out, I will drop you today.’’ Her father said after getting done.

‘’Really, let me grab my stuff!’’ Fariha spoke excitedly as it was not every day her busy father would take out time to drop her knowing he loved and cared for her the most.

Mansoor was busy texting someone on his phone and also ready to leave for his university while having a real serious look on his face.

‘’Good luck on the test, buddy. Bye!’’ Fariha spoke to him waving her hand at him and that cheerful smile never leaving her cute face which made her even more attractive to the world.

‘’Thank you.’’ He replied but she didn’t hear and left in hurry.

These were the few words none had heard from him. He was not that good boy who loved to be social and especially comfortable around people. Everyone knew he was savage at moments beyond the limit.

Everyone feared his anger. Relatives used to say that he was alone and the burden after his parents left made him like this. And on the good side, everyone envied how perfect he was. He had just two rules in his life, always win but only lose in front of his most favorite person on earth, Fariha his best friend and cousin by relation.

‘’Are you going to leave for your university?’’ Fariha's mother asked Mansoor. She always loved him like her own son as he was the only living memory of her deceased sister.

‘’Yes I am going to, do you need something?’’ he asks knowing she just wanted something.

‘’Well your uncle won’t be able to get Fariha back from her school so will you pick her. You know she hates to be with driver.’’ She said requesting to him knowing it wants right to always put work on him.

‘’’ No, it’s okay. I get off a half-hour before her so it’s perfect.’’ Mansoor replied in a soft tone. He was internally happy to take his precious kitten back from her school. Knowing they will have a real good time together.

‘’Thank you, dear. You are such a good kid.’’ She said smiling leaving for her work she needed to get done.

He was looking at the pathway she took while the softness on his face fades away. All those emotions he controlled so well went off. This was him. Rude and arrogant all the time like always.