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"SUFFOCATION OF LOVE" - Part 4


Title - "SUFFOCATION OF LOVE" 

Part 4 -  "THE RAIN" 

It's been a month since I was working there. So I took a leave and the main isn't my tiredness , the main reason was the "Rain". Sometimes I hate the word rain and that sometimes belongs to every time it happens to us. I hate being stuck in one place because of rain, I mean you can't go out, can't go for work and many more things you just can't do.

I was sleeping like a 12th class boy whose exam are near but he don't even give a damn fuck about it and sleep like nothing is most happening thing in this world compare to sleep. 
Ammi shouted on me " AMAAN ! WAKE UP BETA , I hv something to make your and your father fav. type biryani, so go out and buy some stuff, here is the list. Now wake up .hurry " 
"Ammi ! It's Raining out side , I'm not going anywhere 😔 , you know nah I hate rain " 
"So you're rejecting my order ,huh , wait till your father come " Ammi said it in a classy order 
"Stop blackmailing me Ammi" I said it with irritated tone and wake up for going outside 
uggghhh ! I hate it 😔 

I was going outside for buying the stuff ,I had to go to the next stop , ohhh fuck the next stop 😍 "Aisha's house " I started walking fastly with having the hope that she will meet up there. 
and and and There she is . Standing in front of the shop where I had go.
Damn She ❤ ! She was looking stunning not just because of wet hair , black eyes were making her more beautiful like a black cloud roam arround in between the white ones, Red lips glossy glossy ❤ giving the rainbow type look after rain , She was going or coming from somewhere but stuck cuz of the rain , I catched her "Whooooo " , she didn't move a bit like she didn't listen that sound , I placed my hand on her shoulder "Aisha!" looking frustrated" 
"Ohhhh Hi , what are you doing here Mr. AMAAN" 
"I was stalking you since morning" 
"O really thn tell from where I'm coming from??" 
"Obviously from college because in this one I didn't hear that go for a outing with your friends" I put a taunt on her 
"It's just because I don't hv many" 
"but you have me?? right?" 
"You were busy with your new job , all we mate traveling from here to there , so in actual bus the outing place for both of us" I giggled like a baby
"Ok leave it , why don't you go home" 
"Cuz i was Waiting for you coming her to buy some stuff " 
"o really??" 
"Stupid , it's raining outside , can't you see , I'm stuck here from last 2 hours" 
"So you hate rain too , that's why you are nothing home" 
"What you mean by you too??" 
"Cuz i hate it too" 
"ohhh , but I don't hate the rain AMAAN, I love the rain ,I love the sound rain drop makes when collapse with something, I love everything damn thing about rain ,but I'm stuck here coz of this project , she hand me her college project, that's why I can't go home and I don't have umbrella for now " 
"But I have one nah , so allow me to hold your project and I'll take you to your house" 
"Brilliant idea"😍 

Now Aisha and me was holding the umbrella with one hand , and she was holding her clothes with another and I was holiday her project . That was the first time when I was so close to Aisha , She was looking more stunning from near side , pink chicks , rea lips , tonned eyebrows, black eyes , wet hair tucked behind the ears. suddenly her foot slipped on some thing and I catch her by holding her waist tightly, she gave me not here type looks and blush.❤ Ohh God , I was thinking whom I should thanks , Ammi who sent me outside for buying some stuff , or Allah who sent the rain for this situation.  I was lost into my thoughts when Aisha's house came.
She rang the doorbell and make some distance from me. 
"Coming" A female voice came from inside 
As she open the door , I was staring at my foots like I'm guilty for coming with Aisha to her house in this Rain.
"Aisha ! Where have you been??" 
"Stuck in this Rain Baji" 
"Come AMAAN" Aisha said it in loud voice cuz I was still standing staring at my foot like a fool.
As I go outside
"This is AMAAN baji ,my friend and AMAAN ,This is Safrina ,my elder sister" 
"What???" What did she just said"" , l look faster as I can 
Fuccckkkk !My MD ! Safrina ! The girl I'm working for "
                                                  (To be continue...)
Written by -SOHRAB AMAAN

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