Chapter 36: Chapter 36, his bold action
"Get ready." "Get ready." Cameraman called out and drew everyone's attention to the camera. The whole family is now ready for the photo with smiling faces.
But Huzaifa glanced at her mother, father, and Arbaaz and Rabia. Her father and Arbaaz both stood like a couple with their arms outstretched around the shoulders of their wives.
And then, looking away, he glanced sideways at Moomal, who was standing a short distance away, now staring at the front camera with a shy smile.
Unbeknownst to him, he has suddenly lifted his arm and brought her closer to him in a side hug.
At his sudden action, Moomal looked at him startled, and at the same moment the cameraman captured this beautiful moment in his camera.
"Done." At the signal of the cameraman, Mueez Sahib left the stage with everyone else. Huzaifa also went after him, but Moomal, was still shocked, standing there watching him go.
She couldn't believe she was so close to him.
She could still feel his closeness, the scent of his distinctive perfume wafting from his clothes was still in her breath.
Thinking about all this, her face felt hot, and her heart was beating faster than usual, trying to get out of its cage.
"First, you pulled him in front of all people, and then Huzaifa hugged you close to him like that. You are going at the right speed, sweetheart." Rabia who was going, seeing her condition, came back for her. And could not stop herself from teasing her sisters-in-law. But then seeing her shyly bowed head, she smiled and spoke to her. "Let's go."
She took her with her to everyone else.
After the photo session, when the time came for Maham to leave with her husband, all the women of the house behaved as if Maham's leave was not in the same village but in Antarctica. At first all the men let them cry, but then, when the bride and the rest of the guests continued to shed tears in the same way, their grandfather rebuked them all.
They all made their way home, and after reaching home and sitting in the living room for a while, they all went to their rooms to sleep.
Even after taking a long time to go to bed, sleep was still far away from Moomal's eyes.
There were many thoughts in her mind. Her heart was heavy. First, because of Huzaifa's anger and now because of Maham's leave.
For the past several days, she and Maham have been sleeping together and talking for hours before going to bed. But she still ignored him in her words.
But he did not have Maham yet who could stop him from talking for hours. And as a result, today his mind was again deprived of his sleep.
She doesn't know how long she was tired of changing her sides on the bed. Frustrated, she gave up her intention to sleep and picked up her scarf and came out and closed the door soundlessly so as not to disturb anyone's sleep.
This large mansion-like house was in deep silence at this time of night. There was only one light on in the living room, and its light was spreading all around. But she was feeling trapped in this closed house at the time, so she decided to go to the roof. And with small steps she moved towards the stairs.
As she passed in front of the boys' room, she angrily glanced at the door.
"After disturbing my rest, he must be sleeping very soundly." She muttered in her mouth and then turned from there.
She thanked that the roof door was already open.
As soon as she stepped outside, the cold winds greeted her. And a faint smile spread over her soft lips.
Moving on, she sat down on one of the chairs. And she closed her eyes and settled on it in a calm atmosphere.
Since childhood, whenever she came to the village, she loved the night here. At this time, this calm, pollution-free cold winds have a wonderful effect on her peace of mind and heart.
And then, often in these quiet moments, she would close her eyes and imagine her life as she wanted it to be.
Where Huzaifa would talk to her, sometimes he would hold her hand, and sometimes he would play with her loose hair. At that moment. At that time, there would be no third person between them.
Not even Ruby.
And where he would express his love to her.
But while dreaming all this, her heart ached more and more, but still, she could not stop herself from repeating this process.
Because this is the only place where she can confess her feelings to him, where she can call him her own.
Except for these dreams, for this fake world, what does she have?
Moomal Usman had become Moomal Huzaifa, but her life is still going on as it was before. She was still burning in the fire of her unrequited love as she was burning before.
Everything was the same.
She was engrossed in all the thoughts when she felt someone's touch on her face. Someone had gently wiped the tears flowing from her eyes.
And how can she forget this touch?
"Huzaifa..."
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone