Azaan stood up while saying "we need to go back home it's already too late and from tomorrow we have to started working on our new project I'll let maaz know about every important detail and his secretary will contact you too" Zayn nodded and spoke "okay we'll see about the project tomorrow but right now why don't you guys stay here it's already too late" Azaan consider Zayn's words and spoke "I guess that better and it'll be great that we'll go to the office together" Zayn nodded and they both walked out of the study room and saw Rafia and aima was still sitting on the couch and sharing talk while concerned and worried was continuously itching on their faces. Azaan walked towards them and spoke to Rafia "we are gonna stay here tonight maaz is already in the room we should take rest too" rafia stood up and left towards their room, Zayn also motioned aima to go back to their room back, aima walked behind him and they reached inside, Zayn closer the door behind and aima spoke "I know you are hiding something because I never saw you like this before it's not just about the racing, is it?" Zayn put his glasses on the nightstand and sat down on the bed, he rested his head on the headboard and closed his eyes, he didn't respond back eventually, after a few seconds he opened his eyes and spoke "you are just over thinking, now I wanna sleep I'm too tired" Zayn avoid the topic because he don't want aima to know about the gun he found, aima also laid down beside him and after a while everyone in the house fell asleep except two souls
At 7am
Ayzal walked out of her room she was wearing her namaz chaddar that was covering her head to knees and moved inside kitchen she poured a glass of water for herself. She walked back towards her room and stopped in her track as she saw maaz was standing out of his room leaning against the wall while his legs were crossed, he was looking at her with soft gaze but concern was clearly visible on his face for her. He saw her red puffy eyes and tears-strained face, he felt strange kind of feeling in himself that tightened his chest after seeing her like that, her eye bags were visible screaming that she couldn't sleep and for a few seconds her red face was making her looking more vulnerable, he just wanna envelope her in his embrace but he knows for some reason she was pushing him away and he don't know the reason that hurt him so much but he never showed, maaz stood up straight and spoke in a low voice "bubbles can we talk?". Ayzal didn't responded and she moved inside her room, but maaz can saw the moist in her eyes, he softly sighed knowing he is totally helpless right now, he silently walked back inside his room and shut the door behind, he sat down at the edge of his bed and spoke "what happened to you bubbles, please tell me, let me in, don't bottle up yourself like this, it hurts me more than you know bubbles, you are completely changed you are not the one I know you were so soft hearted and playful person like bubbles but what changed you like buttercup, that you are not even coming close to me, to the person you promised to love years ago" he rubbed his temple, because he wants nothing but his bubbles back who is now completely turned into his buttercup but she was still his in is thoughts
Ayzal kept eye contact with maaz for a few seconds but as he asked if he can talk with her, she looked away and walked inside her room silently and realised that maaz and his family are still in the house, she closed the behind and few tears rolled down on her cheek, she wiped her tears and grabbed the prayer mat from the floor and placed it on the shelf, she also took off her Chadar and placed it on the chair and sat down on the edge of the big window in her room, she saw sun was slowly coming out which made her smile because her love for nature can never die, she mumbled while looking at the sky with hopeful gaze "you created this beautiful scenario that feels like a flawless painting on the big canvas but still called us your best creation we have so much flaw. Allah I know you are hearing me right? And I know you are aware that everything has changed, situation, feelings, people, era but I know you still love me the way I'm, my Allah, don't leave me alone, I know I have flaws but I also know you love my flaws too, if i made one mistake everyone will started hating me and forgot about the good deeds I have done and that's why they are just normal people, but you, on the other hand, our creator, I know if I do thousands of bad deeds but you'll only look at the one good deed that I did, indeed you are the sufficient, the healer, please forgive me and embrace me, I don't care if the world is disappointed from me just never leave my side because if you did I'll be completely destroyed I won't get any gain not in this world not in the afterworld" she wiped her tears which were coming out of her eyes silently without she had realised. She looked at the clock and realised that it's Monday and she had to left for office and it's already late, she stood up and walked inside the bathroom to get ready. After taking bath and changing her attire she come out of the bathroom, wearing a black hijab beneath her hood, effortlessly blending modesty with edge. A sleeveless black denim jacket layered over a graphic hoodie, paired with loose joggers traced with white stripes, gave her a quiet, dark strength. The look was bold, modest, and unapologetically hers. She grabbed her laptop and bag and walked towards the door of her room,she placed her hand on the knob of the door, and drowned in her thoughts because she wasn't ready to face her dad after whatever happened last night. She gathered the courage and twisted the knob and came out of her room and walked towards the stair, she walked down on the stairs and saw her father, mother and maaz's family, everyone doing breakfast together and chatting. Everyone's gaze also fell on her but no one said anything.
"I'd rather be the silence they fail to decipher than the warmth they learn to forget."
Love you honeybees