Mannat......A Love Story

39. Intensity

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39. INTENSITY

MANNAT'S POV

I followed Hussain to don’t know which part of the house…. He was walking all calmly in front of everyone he crossed the hall and I felt every eye was on us, why the hell nothing mattered to him?

“Hussain! Mannat beta! come have breakfast” Asif uncle called us and Hussain’s feet halted.

“Dad! We will have it later” he said.

“okay! Mannat at least you come and eat something, even last night you didn’t have anything” aunty addressed me and for a moment Hussain looked at me at his back.

“Mom I have to discuss something important with her…. We will have it later. Ap log khaiye” Hussain said and to my shock he held my hand and stepped out of the hall.

He stepped into a room…..the same in which he…he proposed me that night. He closed the door but didn’t lock it this time… to my relief. He turned around to face me and I gulped down the lump in my throat.

“yeah! so, what were you saying? What was my fault?” he asked crossing his arms and I gasped at his sudden outburst.

“ummm yeah it was all your fault, who told to sleep there with me holding my hand?” I asked popping my eyes out and I felt a smirk on his face.

“I didn’t sleep with you Mannat!... itna bhi nai tha ub, pee hui nai thi mein ne” he said and I literally cursed myself for blabbering.

“yeah! woi… I mean, hath pakerne ki bhi kia zaroorrat thi? I woke up in the middle and even tried to get up… but…

“but?”he cut me in the middle and I couldn’t understand how to complete my sentence

“but you were sleeping on my hair….thats why I couldn’t get up” I said and he rolled his eyes….

“ han to zulfon ko samet ker soya karo na” He said like a stubborn kid… not at all ready to accept his fault, I rolled my eyes.

“oh! So now even this is my fault?” I asked putting my hands on my wasit and for a minute he just stared at my face, didn’t say a single word, I looked away at once.

“Nahee nothing is your fault Mannat! the fault is mine…..i was the one who was all idiot to fall for you without even knowing if you even feel the same for me or not?” he said almost to himself and I looked at his face, he was looking away now. I felt bad for him…. it wasn’t your fault Hussain!

“Nahee! It wasn’t your fault Hussain” I whispered and he suddenly looked at my face, his expressions changed. He stepped towards me and took hold of my arms… this time tightly.

“then whose fault is this? If it wasn’t my fault then why the hell am suffering from this pain, Mannat?if I was not wrong q mil rai hea ye saza mujhe?” his grip got tighter as he jerked me and I felt pain…. But that’s okay! I wanted to let him vomit all his frustration, and if its going to get on me…. am ready for it. I cant see him in pain…. Let it out Hussain! let is out! Am here…..

“why the hell you came back into my life Mannat? why the hell?” he looked into my eyes, I remained silent…. “ek bar chali gaeen then dil tor ker to dobara q aaeen?ye yad dilane k liye k tum kal bhi meri nai then or aj bhi meri nai ho?” he almost shouted and I shut my eyes tight, his breath fanning my face and mine going out of my control, I fisted my hands in his shirt.