A Blossom in the desert

Falling leaves

S/N : Assalamualaikum beautiful people .Yeah I know ,I know I promised to be regular but I again vanished . .* Giving my best appeasing smile😬* But it's just I was struggling with my schedule and it was difficult for me to sort out time for writing and when I sat down to write ,I lacked motivation .And seeing the decrease in votes and comments ,I felt you all had started to get bored .But that's how I had imagined this story and that's how it would go in sha Allah ,but I thought maybe my writing has dipped ...so I thought maybe I needed a break I don't know ,my schedule is still the same ,but I am trying to go back on writing ,cause it's something I love and hope you could also love and gain something good from it  .And again I am deeply sorry ,to all who patiently waited ...💕

P.S - The chapter is really long ,so you have been warned .So read in  your free time ..

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The picturesque scenes wrapped in some tragedies and hope zoomed by her eyes ,the sunrays caressed her face in occasional waves like pattern and the voices of Wali and Yaseen talking animatedly imported inside her ears yet she seemed all unaware of it .She was present yet absent at the same time .

Her mind still scouring over the conversation, that had rocked her entire core .No matter what she did ,the echoes of those words kept blasting like an unwarranted noise ,pricking her with exhaustion and vexed confusion .

"Your silence suggest you didn't knew ,right ?", Madina took a dramatic sigh ,

"Oh my ,I shouldn't have told you .But I thought Khaled must have shared with his lov..."

"Is this suppose to be a joke ?". Emaan interrupted, she couldn't hide her rage in her words ,not anymore.If honest ,she didn't wanted to .

"Well that's quite obnoxious of you to think I will joke with you ? My humour is not served to anybody !Anyways ,if you think this is a joke then why don't you ask Khaled why he still sends money to a family in India ? Then you might come to know how less of a joke my words were !".

With that ,Madina had disconnected the call leaving Emaan in a puddle of mess .

Her words had lashed the memory of her once visiting Khaled's office with Sidra ,in search of her patient's report, and in seek of it ,they had stumbled upon a locked drawer .And their further intrigue had let them to discovering several bank receipts ,holding information regarding his payment to someone in India .

In those moment also ,several things had confused her but two factors dominated them ,first - what connection Khaled had in India and second ,why he had kept these bank receipt in a locked drawer ? She had assured her query to second one,with the thought ,h didn't wanted anyone to know of his philanthropic nature but now ,Madina's words had scraped another tale ,that Emaan ,no matter what ,didn't wanted to travel .

And all in all ,she couldn't understand Madina and her purpose behind telling her this .She had come to know her enough in her mere two conversation ,that this information wasn't just a slip of tongue ,she told her for a reason ,but what ?

Emaan knew ,Madina didn't liked her ,in more real terms ,she hated her.She never wanted Emaan to get married to Khaled .She wanted to marry him to a person she thought he suited best .But Khaled still married her and this might have hurted her .And the avoidance of communication,must have been to pressure Khaled to give up ,but he didn't .So now she was trying a way that instead Khaled leave her ,she was trying to make Emaan leave him...

Was this all the reason ?

But Madina's certainty and confidence ,alongwith Emaan knowing the very existence of receipts of payment made to India ,just made it harder for her to conclude everything as a mere coincidence or just a random shot of arrow in the air .