Between Two Hearts (2)

The rays of the sun fall on her face, enhancing her beauty with its gleam as she stirred in her sleep. Turning to her left side, Hafsa hug the comforter more close her and reaches her arm out to hold Daniyal. But found his side of the bed empty.

Opening her eyes, she looked around to find him, but he was nowhere.

He must have left for his morning exercise. Thinking this, she sat up and put her long brown hair in a bun.

Today, she has to go to the office. There was an important meeting which she couldn't miss.

•••

"Huzaifa, Ayaan, Wake up." After getting ready, Hafsa went to her sons' room and shook their shoulder.

"Hmm, Mamma, please." Her Five-year-old son, Ayaan mumbled, and hide his face in his pillow.

"What, Mamma, Please? Get up, you'll get late for your school... Huzaifa, wake up." Lightly slapping Ayaan's back, Hafsa went to Huzaifa's bed and shook him too.

Huzaifa was seven years old. He woke up by his mother's shake, though still confused as he looked around and rubbed his eyes.

Hafsa laughed at his cuteness and brushed his messy hair with her hands. "Good morning," She kissed his head.

"Ayaan, get up, look Bhai has woken up." Then she again turned to her other son. It was really difficult to wake Ayaan up.

Exactly after one hour, they all were at the dining table.

"Are you sure you'll come to the office today?" Daniyal asked when she was serving him tea.

"I can not miss the board meeting, but I won't stay for long too. There is PTM at Huzaifa and Ayaan's school." Sitting on the chair, she told him and filled her bowl with milk.

Nodding his head, Daniyal focuses on his breakfast.

•••

The board meeting was done. Now, Hafsa was putting her phone in her bag and was about to leave when her P.A came there.

"Ma'am, here is the schedule of Mr. Affandi's meeting." Her assistant gave her some files and told her.

"Mr. Affandi's meeting? But wasn't that supposed to be done yesterday? Daniyal sir was in charge of it." Taking it from her, Hafsa asked.

"Sir left the office early yesterday." Her assistant informed Hafsa.

Left early? But he came home around 11:40pm, where was he yesterday? She asked herself

"Okay fine, I'll manage this meeting." Hafsa dismisses her assistant.

Her assistant left her alone, as Hafsa sat on her chair and looked at the file. But her mind wasn't on the file. She was thinking about her husband.

If he wasn't at the office then where was he yesterday?

Maybe he met his old friends so he was with them. This voice belongs to her heart, which never listens to any word against Daniyal.

But he is not that careless type of person who goes out with their friends and forgot their family. This was the sensible part of her mind, which was thinking with facts and points.

Nor he has any relatives or family member where he can go. This made Hafsa's head hurt, as she shut the file and slammed it on the table.

Hafsa didn't want to doubt him, but his action from last few months were making her.

•••

In the evening~

Hafsa was helping Huzaifa and Ayaan with their homework.

When Huzaifa was born, Hafsa took break from office because she didn't want to give her son to the maids' hand, as she doesn't trust them with her son. But after Ayaan started going to school, she again joined her office, only during their school hours. When their school ends, she also comes back home.

"Mamma, I'm hungry..." After Huzaifa completed his homework, he complained.

"I'll make something for you both, and you? Complete your maths homework before I'll come." Hafsa, who was checking Ayaan's notebook, nods her head and was about to get up, but not before telling Ayaan to complete his homework.

"I wanna eat at McDonald's. Can we go there?" Huzaifa again asked.

"Yes please! And I'm done." Ayaan said, showing Hafsa his notebook.

•••

"Mamma, do something to my hair." Hafsa was buttoning up Ayaan's shirt when Huzaifa said from behind

"Just leave it that way, beta. You know it suits you." Hafsa didn't glance at him, as she was busy with the buttons of Ayaan's shirt.

"But I don't like it that way." Sulking, Huzaifa said and sat on his bed.

"Huzaifa, it really suits, your hair is just like your father's." Turning to her eldest son, Hafsa tried to pacify him.

True, Huzaifa inherited his father's messy hair. It never got set no matter how much hair spray or gel he uses. While Ayaan had Hafsa's soft brown hair and hazel eyes.

"Don't be sad, Bhai, we are going to McDonald's" Said Ayaan throws his hands in the air in excitement.

"Yes, Bhai, don't be sad, we are going to McDonald's." Hafsa laughed a little and said in a baby voice, pinching Huzaifa's chubby cheek. A soft grin falls on Huzaifa's face.

•••

A soft rush of wind brushes her hair as it sways on her slender back. Unconsciously, she put it behind her ear, Hafsa was strolling around the lawn barefoot, the cold grass beneath her feet was giving her chills and it would have brought peace to her at any part of the day, as it was her therapy things. But not today.

Today, her mind couldn't find any peace.

Flashback*

"Hafsa! How are you?" When they were returning, in the parking lot, she ran into Khirad.

"Khirad? I'm fine, how are you?" Hafsa faked a smile and asked. Khirad was her distant relative, who Hafsa didn't like that much.

"Main bhi theek hi hoon. Bas Allah ka shukar hai. Par tum dono miya biwi ka kya hai?" Khirab pinched Huzaifa's cheek and asked, laughingly. Ayaan quickly hides his cheeks with his palm.

Her question made Hafsa confused as her brows knitted.

"Dono akele akele ghoomte ho? Kabhi ek dusre ke sath nahi dikhte?" Khirad understood her silent question and elucidated.

"Huh! Matlab?" Asked Hafsa, still being confused.

"I saw him yesterday in the city center Mall, he was with some girl that I thought was you. But when I went near I didn't recognize, her maybe she was his cousin or something, so I didn't stop to say hello to Daniyal." Khirad told her.

Flashback ends*