Changing Relations ✔

Chapter 9

The bathroom was dark, dank even, and on the walls were three mirrors without frames. I approached to adjust my makeup but when my eyes rested on the glass I saw the face of a young girl around twenty three years old, with a gentle expression looking down.

I screamed and went back to look again. She was there. Every time I look she was there looking back at me. My mind began to spark erratically, why am I seeing her? Isn't she happy with what I did?

"Why are you here? What do you want?" I asked. She kept quiet.

"Aren't you happy with my decision?" I asked once again tears streaming down my face. She again kept quiet.

"Please answer me. I don't want to stay on your bad side. Please." I begged. She still kept quiet.

"Why am I seeing you? Please tell me..." I again requested. This time her expression changed. She looked horrified as if something bad was going to happen.

"You okay? What is wrong...tell me" I screamed. But she didn't said anything. Sweat formed on her head. She started shaking. I can't see her like this.

"You know very well that I can't see you like this. Tell me what is wrong? What's happening." I asked. And she screamed. I didn't wanted to hear her scream and especially not this.

"Zzzzaaaaiiiinnnnnn..." she screamed.

"Hannyyaa..." someone screamed and immediately I woke up. I looked around and saw he was standing, looking worried.

"Hey are you alright?" He asked and I nodded. I again saw that dream.

"Why were you shaking and crying in your sleep?" He asked.

Did I? I quickly touched my face and yep it was slightly wet!!

"Nothing. It was just a dream." I said.

"Okay...your clothes are here. We'll leave in an hour." He said. I nodded. After a while he went out of the room, so I can go to the washroom easily. These dream comes often sometimes I win and sometimes I'm helpless.

I have woken up from this particular dream many times feeling wretched for my decision, only after questioning myself thousand times, I then tell myself that it was just a dream. But then also my heart feels wretched. Though I see her screaming everytime in my dream but still this dream always turns out well, I'm never elated, just cosy. Now I'm not afraid of the dream, because I know there's some message and when the time will be right I'll get to know.

After freshening up, I quickly started wearing my dress but my dress started to trouble me. The zip was stuck somewhere and it won't budge. It was a pink color long dress  which was obviously sleeveless but thank God this time they had sent a white cardigan along with my white hijab. Buy now what to do with my dress.

I tried and tried and tried but nothing happened. I had to call him. I kept aside my ego, my shyness and everything as I peeped out of the washroom to see him buttoning his shirt. He was also wearing a white shirt with a black denim. I tried to call but nothing came out from my mouth. Once again I tried to zip up but my hand didn't reach where the zip was resting peacefully.

"Excuse me..." I said. I have never taken his name so how can I now? What if he didn't like it?

"Yes?" He suddenly said by turning around.

"I need help with my dress. The zip has got stuck somewhere, my hand isn't able to reach." I said looking down. I bet my cheeks have turned scarlet. He didn't said anything but walked towards me. I went inside and tried to hide my back skin as much as I can.

"Turn" he spoke ever so softly. I blinked twice but didn't turned. Heart hammering in my chest. "I promise I won't see." He said and I looked up in the mirror to see he was staring back at me.

The heat from his fingers creeps into my consciousness as he starts zipping and I want to pull myself away from his touch. After a few seconds more, the urge to pull back was too strong and I quickly pull back and just then he finished zipping. All the while staring at me from the mirror. What is he thinking now?

Just then I realized that he needs someone who will love him and will be there to give him comfort.

We all were having our breakfast, laughing and chatting. Sanjh and Zarine never missed a chance to not to tease us!! After eating I went up to my room to check, I've kept everything or just in case something is left!! After checking, I was sitting in my room when Mama and dad came.

"Did we disturbed you?" Dad asked putting his hand over my head.

"No, please sit" I said. They sat down.

"We know dear, that this won't be easy for you" dad said.

"We are proud of you my child" Mama said kissing my forehead. Just then I heard a shrill cry...and I ran towards the room from where the voice was coming. I went inside and quickly picked him up in my arms and started rocking him.

"Only for you...." I said and kissed his forehead.