Aasmanon Pe Likhaa ... #Wattys2016

17. Hungama Party by Laiba Waqas

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Neha's (Hafsa's mom) POV:

(Flashback)

Hafsa had told all that had happened with Huda and she seemed really tensed and concerned. I could see her really upset when she told me back then in America. I decided to do something for Huda and I already knew her address but what excuse do I make for meeting them. I thought harder but couldn't come up with something.

"Kya hua? Sab khairyat?" Basith came and sat next to me on the sofa in our room.

"Nahi, Basith. Mera dil kar raha hai keh main Huda ke maa baap se milun aur unko kisi bahaane America aane ko manaa lun." I told him and he nodded.

"Yeh toh bohot mushkil ho jayega. Agar phans gaye toh?" He asked and I nodded.

"Nahi phanste. Hum maa baap hain, Hafsa aur Huda thori. Hum jaa ke milenge unse Huda ko kuch dene ke bahaane. Us bachi ki zindagi ka sawal hai, Basith. Woh itni acchi larki hai, she doesn't deserve all of this. Humain usse is shadi ke maamle se nikaalna hoga." I told him and he frowned at me.

"Magar hum kisi aur ke personal maamlon mein kese paren, Neha? Kya ho gya hai tumhain?" He said calmly and I sighed.

"Hum kisi tarah baaton mein unko convince kar sakte hain keh America mein unko sb mil jayega. Hum ek dam nahi baaton mein hi bol denge. Basith, hamein jana hoga warna jis bachi ne meri Hafsa ka har mord pe saath dia, uskki zindagi kharaab ho jayegi. Usne Hafsa ka har baar saath dia, hamein bhi uski madad karni hogi." I looked directly in his eyes and he nodded, thinking for a while.

"Theek hai, hum abhi chalte hain," He agreed and I looked at him, a tear escaped my eye. He shook his head softly and placed a kiss on my forehead.

We got up, got ready and instantly left for Huda's home. We got some gift for Huda which we would say we came to deliver and was sent by Hafsa. It was a Watch. That was all I could get in a hurry.

I stood in front of the door and looked at Basith who nodded his head reassuringly. I moved my hand and rang the bell, waiting for someone to open the door. I saw a pathan, most probably their gatekeeper, looking at us with a questioning look.

"Jee, aap kis se milna pasand karega?" He spoke in his typical accent.

"Hamain Ameen Sahab aur unki Family se milna hai." I said and he nodded, letting us in.

I walked inside and met Sameena, Huda's mom. Ameen bhai came forward too and Basith met him. We all sat down in their drawing room.

"Aap log Pakistan kab aaye? Hamain pata bhi nahi chala." Sameena complained and I smiled.

"Nahi, bas achanak hi plan bana, kisi ko batane ka mauqa hi nahi mila." I reasoned and she nodded. "Wese Huda se mil sakti hoon main? Hafsa ne yeh dia hai, bas wahi dena hai."

"Jee, main usko bula leti hoon, woh apne kamre mein leti hai." She stood up and I shook my head, stopping her.

"Main uske kamre mein hi chali jaati hoon, aap log tab tak baatein karen." I smiled and she nodded, leading me to Huda's room.

I knocked and Huda looked at me. I embraced her into a hug and saw a tear escape from her eyes. I quickly wiped it away and she shut the door behind me.

"Aunty, aap yahan kese?" She asked, pretty much in shock.

"Hum tumse milne aaye hain, yeh dene ke bahaane. Hafsa ko is baare mein mat batana. Hum tumhain America le jaane aaye hain." I smiled and her eyes widened and her lips curved up in a smile.