___Mrs.Singh's SupreMacy ~❤️✅

|•Chapter Fourty Five•|

Haseena were checking marksheets. The door of her room was wide open.

Anshika hiding behind the doors was peeping into the room as if she wants to say something but couldn't gather enough courage to enter or voice her thoughts face to face.

"Chup chupke humpe nazar rakh rhi hoon?" The sudden question fell on Anshika like tones of stones. She became quiet off guard by her sudden attention.

"Umm...kuch baat karni hain andar aa sakti hoon kiya?" Anshika mumbles.

Even though Haseena was surprised by her manners yet nods and give her permission to enter. Anshika steps in and stand there and curiously observing what's Haseena doing actually.

Haseena confusely look up at her. "Kuch bolna tha na tumhe toh bolo...aise shanti mata kyu bani phir rhi hoon?"

Anshika - "Beth jaao?"

Haseena sternly looks at her - "Nhi waha khari raho"

She nodded and stood there like an obidient girl bowing her head down. Haseena close her eyes and rubb her brows, permitting her through hand "Betho"

Anshika quickly grasps a stool and sit facing her. "Tumne mum ko kuch bola kyu nhi? Itni acchi kabse baan gayi hoon?"

Haseena fake coughs and glare her, "Hum humesha se hi acche hain"

Anshika gulps and fidgets through her fingers "Mtlb mere saath kab se itni acchi baan gayi hoon?"

"What do you think Auntie ko yeh jaanke accha lagega? unhe proud feel hoga?"

Anshika shook head understandingly as she straightened her posture and tilted her head lil ahead - "Tumhe pata hain main humesha se tumse nafrat karti thi uss waqt se jabse tum aayi hoon iss ghar mein...i don't know why but in your every actions i needed to search flaws, in your every situation mujhe tumhe neecha dikhana tha...mujhe accha nhi lagta tha jiss tarah se meri mumma mujhse zyada tumhe favour karti thi, pyaar ka nhi pata par woh mujhse zyada tum pe bishwas karti thi even ab bhi karti hain aur mujhe bohot bura lagta hain"

Haseena didn't interrupt her just let her empty her all bitterness and complaints of heart.

"Honestly sometimes deep down i feel bad the way i behave to you but the next moment phir se wahi pohoch jaati hoon kyuki tumhare anne ke baad se meri mum ka pyaar hum dono ke liye batt gaya hain. I didn't use to like kaise tum sabka dil jeet jaati thi tumhari har koshish se, kaise tum sab kuch handle kar leti thi akele...sahil ko sambhalna part time jobs mum ki help karna bagera bagera sari responsibilities kitni easily utha leti thi"

"But it wasn't easy" Haseena pointed.

Anshika positively nods, " I know but mujhe lagta tha" she pause for sometimes then said, "You know what main bhi aise hi rehena chahati thi humesha se" With this a shallow chuckle escaped out.

she straightly looks into her eyes, continuing her phrase, "But there's a fear which's holding me back...mujhe responsibilities uthane se dar lagta hain kyuki mujhe dar hain ki agar main unke expectations pe khari na hoon pai toh? agar main fail hoon gayi toh? main mum ke ankho mein khudke liye nirasha nhi dekhna chahati kabhi...Whenever I humiliate you, I feel good knowing that you are below me and I am above you. I target you everytime so that i can save myself from going to that zone" Her tone carries an unbearable and unseen pain that pierced through the latter's heart directly.

"Thank you Haseena" She said more, feeling deeply overwhelmed and touched by her goodness towards her. "No matter how many times i made you look bad to everyone's eyes after all this you still was there for me....you still considered me as your sister" her voice cracked at the last.