His wife

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Harizay looked at her phone.She wanted to call him but she was hesitating...

You can do it harizay.!!

She said to herself and then she called him.He picked the call on the fourth ring.

For a minute she forgot that why she called him.

"Harizay are you there.?"

"Yes."

"How are you.?"

"Fine and you.?"

"Perfect."

"I wanted to meet you , can we meet  somewhere."

"Ofcoure harizay why not."

"Thank you ."

"Harizay why are you saying thank you.?"

"I dont know."

"Are you okay.?"

"Yes i am fine."

"Okay then tell where you wanted to meet me and when.?"

"On wednesday and can you pick me from my mamu house.?"

"Yes sure."

"Thank you."

"Again thank you.? Harizay is everything alright.?"

He asked her this time worriedly.

"I dont know"

Harizay said.

"What.?"

"Nothing."

"Harizay.?"

"I will talk to you later."

"Okay."

"Allah hafiz.!!"

"Allah hafiz.!!"

   
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"Harizay what do you want to talk about.?"

Saif asked harizay who was busy in twisting her straw from past fifteen minutes.

"How...how is everyone.?"

Harizay asked him with a lot of difficulty.

"MashAllah Me, khizra,alishba,mom and dad everyone is fine."

"I am not asking about you."

Harizay said and looked at him.

"Then who you are asking about.?"

"Anni,uncle,shameer,numair bhai and bhabhi how are they.?"

"Fine harizay."

"And..."

"And what..?"

"How....how is..is hazil.?"

Harizay asked while bitting her lip,she was hell nervous.

"Well i dont know about him."

"Why.?"

"He is not here harizay."

"What do you mean he is not here.?Where is he.?"

"Lahore."

"Okay."

"Harizay are you regretting.?"

Harizay looked at him for a minute then averted her gaze from him.