The car stopped with the screeching sound of tyres. Shahid got out of the and went towards Shumaila's side to hold the door for her. Shumaila slowly took Mehreen's head from her lap then softly placed it back on the seat.
" Sahil, beta dhyaan rakhna. Hum dono bss saaman lekr aaye. Theek?" Shumaila advised, getting a nod in return she patted his head lovingly then got out.
(Sahil, son be careful. We'll just come with the essentials. Okay?)
Both the elders went in the house to take their essential belongings for bunglow. While Sahil was busy scrolling his phone, time to time glancing at his sister. What felt like 5-10 min he glanced back at Mehreen to see her head falling from the seat, he instantly turned to support her head with his hand, moving his seat back a little he pushed her softly.
After making sure of her comfort he was about to turn when he heard vibration. Looking around with knitted brows, he saw her phone flashing under her arm. Shaking his head he took it out and looking at the unknown number, he recieved it himself.
" Hello?"
" Hello!? Is it Miss Mehreen Shahid?" A female replied professionally.
" Ohh Miss, do you think any lady can have this husky, deep voice??" Sahil bragged rolling his eyes.
" Excuse me, is it Mehreen Shahid's number?" The girl sound offended.
" It is."
" Then kindly pass her the phone." The girl said irritated.
" You are rude, but wait."
Sahil shook Mehreen to which she slapped his arm away.
" Oyee, get up. Call h tumhari."
(Heyy, get up. You got a call.)
" Kon h??" Mehreen irritated said.
(Who is it??)
" Pta nhi, unknown h. Lekin tujhe puchh rhi hain."
(Don't know, it's unknown. But she is asking for you.)
" Cut kr- wait." Mehreen suddenly jumped.
(Discon- wait.)
" Kya h?? Aaram se bolo na."
(What is it?? Speak slowly.)
" Phone do mujhe." Snatching the phone from him Mehreen answered.
(Give me the phone.)
" Hello? It's Mehreen Shahid here. Who is it??"
" Hello, ohh finally..." the girl on the other sighed heaved a relieved sigh. " Good Morning mam. I'm talking from THE FABRIC FACTORY. We called to inform you about your intern-" the girl on the otherside continued in her professional tone but then stopped.
" umm can you wait for a sec mam??"
" uhh- yess yess." Mehreen hesitantly said.
" Kya hua, kon h??" Sahil whispered.
(What happened, who is it??)
" Wo company se call h. Interview diya tha na whii."
(It's from the company. Regarding my interview.)
" Selected??" Sahil's eyes twinkled.
" I don't think so."
" Kyun??"
(Whyy??)
" Wo kuch kehte kehte beech me ruk gyi. Mujhe lgg rha h pehle select kiya tha lekin ab cancel kr diya." Mehreen replied sadly.
(She stopped talking abruptly. I think they selected me first but then cancelled.)
" But-" Before Sahil could complete his sentence he saw his parents coming with handbags. So he unlocked the boot.
" Hello??" The girl on the other side said after a break.
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OUR ARRANGED LOVE MARRIAGE
Short StoryAn Arranged Marriage with a spark of love!! Two people tied in a pious bond of marriage by their family. Sounds boring?? Arrange Marriage?? Ohh, it is Arranged but..... with love! Dive in to see the not so simple life of Ahmeds and Shahids.... Th...
