Part 65.2

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Part 2 of previous episode as there were not much couple scenes.


They came out of their car as soon as the car parked in a street behind the mall. There was rush in the parking lot, and they could not find any parking spot so they had to park at the back, in the street.

"Idhr ao, seedhe raste se chalo." Ahil called her who was moving to the left. He had planned to go to the right, he guessed that the entrance was better and would be close to the kind of shops they needed to go to.

(Come here, walk from the straight/right path.)

"Kiun? Ulte se kiun nai? Main to ulte se jaugi, mall to ek hi hai. Waise bhi main hamesha udhr se jati hu." Hoor and listen to Ahil at once? Impossible.

(Why? Why not from the left? I will go from the left path, I always go from there.)

"Dimagh bhi to ulta hai." He shook his head. Fortunately, Hoor couldn't hear him as a car passed by in speed.

(Mind is also upside down.)

<Left and upside down can have same urdu word, that's why he referred to her mind as that...Like she's going from opposite path/wrong path so he used.>

"Yahan se jaldi pohonch jayegy, behes na kia kro har bat pe." Ahil glared at her but she started moving towards the left and he also went behind her while gritting his teeth and giving her back a death glare. He could not do anything else except that. The street had some other cars parked as well. The cars would go by every few seconds but there weren't too many cars.

(We'll reach early from here, don't argue on everything.)

"Tum intihai dheet aur badtameez ho."

(You are very stubborn and mannerless.)

"Whatever." Ahil clenched his fists and started staring here and there to calm himself down.

He didn't want to talk to this woman anymore.

Hoor was on the roadside of the road while Ahil was on the footpath side. The road was on their right, and Hoor was on his right. Ahil looked up at the poles, the wires and the sky. He turned his eyes back to the front.

He stopped but she didn't notice. Unconsciously, he moved a little to the right and moved ahead, beside her so that she was on his left and he was on the road side.

It wasn't unconsciously, though. He knew what he was doing but let's say it was.

Hoor suddenly noticed him on her right, stopped and raised her eyebrows. Ahil frowned. What was the issue with this stupid woman? Hoor did a 'huh', and started walking again.

"Tumhary sir me drd ni horha tha?" He asked.

(Wasn't your head hurting?)

"Ab nahi ho raha."

(Not anymore.)

"Han kiunke kamyabi se mery me transfer krchuki ho."

(Yes because you've transferred it to me successfully.)

"Mujhse fuzool na bola kren."
'Whatever' and 'Mujhse fazool na bola kren' were Hoor's most used words with him.

(Don't talk stupid/useless with me.)

"Tumse to mai kaam ki baat krna bhi na pasand krun, fazool to bht door ki baat hai."

(I don't even like talking about anything useful with you, useless is really far away.)

"Han to kiun kab se lar rahy hain mery se? Sukoon se meri baat man lia kren, nai hogi larai."

(Then why are you fighting with me all this time? Do what I say peacefully, there won't be any fight.)

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