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Chapter 24.

10 years later.

Third person's POV.

Stopping the car in the porch,he rested his head back at the rest of chair and closed his eyes. Feeling completely exhausted and tired of his own feelings, pain and sorrows,he keep seated there for few seconds as he didn't feel any energy left inside him to move out. Wiping his tears which were ready to come out,he opened the door and pushed himself out of the car and walked in house.

Walking with tired feet,he was lost in his own sorrows.

"Haider." His feet stopped on his mother's voice.

"Any progress?" She asked and without turning he shook his head as no and walked up to the stairs to reach his room.

Closing the door,he went directly toward the wardrobe and took his sleeping suit. Changing into it,he went to bed to sleep but somewhere he was escaping from his thoughts,pain and sorrows which was not giving him relieve.

Laying down, he pulled the blanket on him and turned the lamp off and closed his eyes to escape from bitter reality.

"I love you Haider."

Her voice rang in his ears and his eyes opened up.

"But I hate you. I hate you." He said and turned to left side to sleep or to run from her who was beating in his heart.

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"Where is this boy? Doesn't he know that it's his marriage!?" Said Mrs Imtiaz looking at her husband who was trying to call him.

"Calm down begum. I'm calling him." Said Mr Imtiaz while dialing again his number.

"Its his Mehndi function. And he's disappear." Mrs Imtiaz said roaming here and there.

"Calm down. You go and check on her. I try to call him." Mr Imtiaz said and Mrs Imtiaz nodded while nodding toward bride's room.

"Is he home?" As Mrs Imtiaz entered the room,she asked the question which made Mrs Imtiaz smile.

Walking toward her,she was just smiling looking at her who was seated in the circle of her friends in yellow dress decked with all flower jewellery.

"He's coming but are you ready?" Asked Mrs Imtiaz and she nodded.

"Why didn't he come yet?" She asked again and Mrs Imtiaz thought for a second before to answer.

"He's coming. Don't worry. Girls why you stop singing?" Said Mrs Imtiaz and all girls giggled and start singing while beating the drum.

"I'll just come." Saying,Mrs Imtiaz walked out of the room

"She's asking for him. Did you call him?" Asked Mrs Imtiaz as she reached to her husband.

"He's not answering my calls. Such a moron." Said Mr Imtiaz angry.

"Let him come. I'm not going to talk to him." Said Mrs Imtiaz and both looked worried.

"Moron." Both Mr and Mrs Imtiaz said in union.

"Are you both talking about me?" Both turned on the voice and saw him standing there.

"Shahvaiz." A relieved voice came from his parents mouth.

"Where were you?" Mrs Imtiaz asked going closer to him.

"I was busy. But I'm on time right!?" He asked and his mother held his ear.

"Yes on time! You made us so worried." Said Mrs Imtiaz.