My Salvation (CURRENTLY EDITING)

Chapter 20

Nawal's POV

I took the tray and head downstairs. There he was, standing in embarrassed way, yet a hope in his eyes. I narrowed my eyes at him and quickly got down. When I reached to the sofa, I gave my best fake smile and then I did what nobody ever imagined. Hell, even I didn't knew I could do this. I threw the Bakhlava pieces  on him- including the tray. I smiled again when I saw the shock and sadness on his face. When he opened his eyes again, I showed his letter and tore it into tiny peices and threw on him.

"You think you can just insult me like that and expect me to forgive you? By you bribing me with my favourite sweet? Guess what- I am not going to. I'm sick and tired of this games. I quit. I quit this job and just get the hell out of my house Mr. Aadil Sheikh. I never want to see your face again. Goodbye. "

I saw his expressions from turning sad to emotionless. He gave a quick nod without making an eye contact and was about to leave when Aziza came out of nowhere. She was confused on what happened then saw the mess I created. Shock was clearly on her face.

"Bro! Bro wait..just wait." She said to him and came towards me.

"What is wrong with you? How could you do this? He was genuinely sorry and guilty about what he did. He didn't freaking knew what to do! Finally accepting my idea he did and what you gave him in return? Humiliation? I'm very dissapointed with you sis."

"Aadil bro, I am really sorry for what she did. We will talk about this later okay? No wait. I will come with you. After what she did, I don't want to see her face. Lets go." And with that she took his hand and made their way out of the house. I stood in my place, frozen. How...? When? My mind isn't working at all. I did this just so that nobody can hurt me. And this turned into this mess? When realisation dawned on me, I shook my head and thought Azi might come home later. I mean she can't leave me right? Oh my..... What.. What if she really left? Does she really think him more of her family than her own blood? How could she? How coul-

"Nawal sis! Babe! Where are you? Are you even listening to me?"

Aziza's voice scared me to death. Huh? I looked at my surroundings. I still am standing in my room, with the letter in my hand. And she is shaking me up. The tray of sweets is still in the room.  Wait, was that my imagination? Crap. What was I thinking? Did I just thought about the latter? Of what I could do instead of forgiving him? Damn girl, what is happening to me? Worst daydream or should I say eveningdream I had.

"Nawaaaaaaal! Oh my god! Aadil bro! Call the ambulance! Nawal isn't well!" Aziza shouted and then I realized I haven't replied to her.

"Azi-" I was cut by Aadil rushing to my room looking worried and a bit pale. Gosh. I can't even tell the feeling right now. And I was thinking to not forgive this guy. Ugh. Why does he do these things which makes my heart beat crazily?

"Guys." I started to talk slowly. "I am fine. Really. I was just...um..thinking about the other...." I cleared my throat realizing if I had said that, definitely I will be sitting in mental asylum.

"I can't believe this. I mean, surprising me with these," I motioned my hand towards the Bakhlava. "And this," Showed the letter in my hand. "Won't wanna say I'm the evil one here. This is the best way of apologising. I wasn't even angry. Just bit upset." Aziza snorted at me saying 'bit upset'.

"Okay! Everything is fine now. I can finally sleep in peace!" And then she ran to her room. We both chuckled at her childish behaviour. I turned to Aadil and look what I saw! The Aadil Sheikh also known by many names in my dictionary is actually blushing! Not really though. Just slight pink colour on his cheeks. And then I did what I always used to do when Aziza or my brother blushes or rather their cheeks become scarlet red. I pull them with tease.