“Why don’t we report to the police?” Sofia queried as she was seated with Liyana and Faizan on a street bench.“What can they do? They will simply tell you they will try their best but do nothing to help. I hate the cops so much,” Faizan stated.“Why do you say that?” Sofia asked.“I once lost my sister. We didn’t know how it happened but she got missing from school. We reported it to the police. They did nothing. For over a year, we couldn’t find her. Then we concluded she was dead and we tried to forget her,” he explained.“What are you insinuating, Faizan?” Liyana interjected with a heavy heart. “You are saying I won’t ever find or see Ayaan again? Is that what you’re saying?”“Don’t misunderstand me, Liyana. I was just trying to explain the reason we can’t involve the police,” Faizan cleared. Liyana closed her eyes, sighed, and opened them with a drop of tears.“I can’t believe I had to witness such an accident. Oh, my God! I was shivering. Oh, poor guy,” one girl was telling her
In the morning, Liyana hurried out of bed, rushing to the bathroom to freshen up. She returned to her room, dressed up, and rushed out. Reaching the living room, she bumped into her father.“Good morning, Father,” Liyana greeted, stopping and breathing heavily.“Where are you going in such a hurry?” the father asked.“I’m going to Sofia’s place. See you when I get back,” she bade and hurried out. “Where is she going?” Liyana’s mother queried, walking to the father.“She’s going to see Sofia,” the father replied and sat down on the couch.“In such a hurry?” the mother asked and sat down beside the father.“Let her be, Jasveen. Let her enjoy her freedom while it lasts.”“What do you mean by that?”“When she gets married, she wouldn’t have time to rush out anymore, she will learn to take care of her family first before deciding to go out,” the father stated and the mother laughed.“The same way I’m stuck in this house, right?”“Are you stuck in this house?” the father asked.“Just jokin
Liyana and the rest were soon inside. Liyana sat beside Ayaan, clutching her hand in his. She rested her head on his shoulder while constantly sighing.“So, what’s going to happen now, doctor?” Sofia asked. “Is there no treatment for him to regain his memory soonest?”“If there was, I would have given it to him. His condition is temporary, he will regain his memory eventually, possibly in a few days,” the doctor replied. Sofia sighed and relaxed her head against the couch.“Doctor? Can we go with him?” Liyana asked sadly.“I’m afraid no. He is on medication, I can’t just allow you to take him like that,” the doctor declared. Liyana jerked her head from Ayaan’s shoulder.“Why is that? Can’t he take the medication at home?” Liyana queried calmly but in a pissed tone.“He is still my patient, Liyana. I can’t let him go with you unguarded.”“You think we are lying about ourselves?” Liyana snapped.“It’s okay, Liyana
In the morning, Liyana was sleeping beautifully on Ayaan’s bed when he came along. He stood at the door, looking at her. He moved closer and sat down on a chair close to the bed. He leaned closer, having a clearer view of her face. She looked innocent. He lifted his hand and pulled back her hair from her face.“How could I have forgotten you, Liyana? How can an accident make me forget you?” Ayaan thought to himself. “Even in my present condition, you have stolen my heart. Now it doesn’t matter if I remember my past or not, I still love you. Thanks for coming for me,” Ayaan expressed in his thought. He kissed her forehead. Liyana opened her eyes and Ayaan sat up, looking guilty.“Ayaan?” Liyana called and sat up on the bed. “What are you doing?” she asked and yawned.“I’m sorry, I got carried away,” he apologized.“What did you do?” she asked.“I…I didn’t mean to do it. I just… I…” Ayaan stuttered.“Come on, Ayaan, are you scared
At Ayaan’s place, he was seated in the living room, going through a book when Liyana came along. She sat down with him.“Let’s go out, Ayaan,” Liyana said.“Where are we going?” Ayaan asked, turning to face her.“To the garden, the place we vowed not to be separated forever,” she commented.“Do you think it will help me remember?” he queried. She rolled her eyes and sighed.“I’m not sure. Do you know I once claimed to hate you?” she asked and he raised his brow at her. She entwined her hand in his. “It wasn’t real but I wanted to force it. I never knew I was in love with you, that was why I was scared of the feelings that arise when I come across you. Like seriously, I couldn’t control it then I have to claim I hate you to shrink that feeling,” she confessed and chuckled. “Then when you helped me in the market, I realized I shouldn’t fight the feelings anymore, I exposed my heart and allowed the feelings to flow. From that moment, I promised myself to stick with you no matter what bec
On the night after Liyana’s father returned home, Liyana went to meet her father and mother in the living room. She took a seat opposite them.“Mom, Dad, I want us to talk,” Liyana said.“About what, dear?” the father asked.“I want to plead with you and Mom to tell the Khawaja family the truth,” Liyana stated.“What truth, Liyana?” the mother interjected.“The truth is that I can’t ever marry Rayan,” she declared and the parents adjusted on their seats.“Why can’t you marry Rayan? What has the young man done to you?” the father queried, calm and collected.“Rayan is a crazy fellow, Dad. He doesn’t respect women. He is into drug intake. He is a Casanova and a hostile brute, he doesn’t possess a heart and I can’t live with such a man. Besides, I am in love with Ayaan and I want to marry him. Only,” she stated.“You have lost your mind, Liyana,” the mother groaned. “Even if you’re blind to see the changes we are experiencing in this family, are you also deaf? I know you came up with thi
Two days later. In Liyana’s room, she sat down on the bed, putting down her phone and about pulling the duvet up to her shoulders when the door to her room creaked open. She looked at the door and her father walked in.“Good evening, Dad,” she saluted, sitting back up.“Good evening, dear,” the father responded, moving closer to the bed. “Why didn’t you come out for dinner?”“I had gone out with Ayaan, Dad. We had dinner at a restaurant,” she said.“Liyana, dear, you have to stop seeing Ayaan, okay? You are now the would-be wife of Rayan. Do you understand?” “The logic is too complicated, Dad. You shouldn’t expect me to understand,” Liyana declared, relaxing back on the bed.“I know you are very stubborn. You never listen. That’s by the way, I want us to go somewhere tomorrow,” the father set forth.“Mmm! Where Dad?” she asked.“Um, one of the Khawaja business clients invited me to a business party at his place
At the Khawaja’s mansion, Mrs Khawaja sat in her room in front of the vanity table, applying her cosmetic when Mr Asad came along from outside.“Are you going to Rayan’s housewarming party?” Mr Asad asked, standing behind her.“That should be called a singles party, Asad,” Mrs Khawaja smiled, looking at him through the mirror. “Rayan doesn’t want parents at his party,” she said. “I will be going shopping with Jasveen today. We want to shop more for the wedding,” she added. “That’s good. You need some money?” Mr Asad asked, walking and sitting on the bed.“Don’t worry, honey, the bill on me. My son’s wedding is going to be the talk of the town and Pakistan as a whole,” she stated blissfully.“The wedding is all yours for the preparation. Don’t hesitate to let me know if you need some money,” he said.“Sure, how do I look?” she asked, standing up. She was elegantly dressed in her purple beaded saree. Her golden pieces of jewelry g