chapter 8: SUICIDAL

Jamal had been in a bad mood since the wedding and to top it all off, he was supposed to tell the guests where the couple was. Jamal was forced to be the MC for the wedding reception.

" where the fuck are they" Xhara kept calling Balira's phone but it was not available in that country. Xhara was confused, how? she thought. where could Balira have left her phone?

" Well, distinguished ladies and gentlemen it seems the couple was a little eager for the honeymoon" Hafeez, Jamal's friend tried to make the situation a little less tense so he cracked a joke which actually worked. The guests burst into laughter but Jamal who was near him gave him ' the look' and it immediately made Hafeez gulp in fear. After the explanations and apologies, the guests all started leaving one by one.

Jamal decided to blend in with the guests to leave the reception as well, he went to the airport because he knew Asad didn't live in Saudi Arabia so which means he wouldn't be there. Jamal was shocked and also stopped in his tracks when he saw his sister at the airport." Maybe if I pass quickly she wouldn't recognize me" Jamal hastened his steps but Xhara had already seen him "Where do you think you're going Jamal Bin Bashar" Jamal sighed and faced Xhara who was with Hafeez, apparently she had overheard their plan, she then threatened Hafeez because he couldn't lie, he was a terrible liar. "Answer me Jamal, where to?"Jamal sighed again then turned around to continue walking but it seems Xhara wouldn't give him that luxury of getting away. " Answer my damn question" she angrily glared at him.

" Xhara please don't interfere, I'm going to save Balira from that hell and if you try to stop me, he paused then stared her , His amber eyes shone bright "IT WOULD BE SUICIDAL". He pushed her outta his way, and Hafeez caught Xhara before she hit the floor. Their eyes met, and it was just then Xhara realize how soft Hafeez's facial features were. Hafeez leaned in closer, Xhara's heart seemed to have skipped a beat, "Oh my is he gonna kiss me" she taught. Just when their lips were about to touch, "Hafeez are you coming or not" Jamal said then left again.

Hafeez released Xhara from his embrace" umm I'm sorry about that Xhara.... umm bye" he pecked her on the cheek and ran after Jamal. Xhara just watched him disappear, " what's this I'm feeling, I've never seen Hafeez as a man before," she said while holding the place he kissed. "well when you get back I'm gonna pay you for that kiss, or rather I'll punish you for stealing a kiss" she bit her lower lip, smiled triumphantly then left the airport (with second thoughts) . Meanwhile, at the Malik residence it was all madness and mayhem, Mr. Malik was blowing a fuse. " Where could that idiot son of mine be, he promised me once he gets married he'll take over the business" Mr. Malik, in the middle of lamenting saw a photo of his wife, he picked it up, stared at it then threw her picture in the open flame.

" It's all you're fault Asma, you've spoiled him too much" he stared out the window " how I wish I could turn back time, I miss you Soo much Asma " Mr. Malik let out a single tear, Hamida who was watching the whole time was very confused "What could have happened to between them, poor Baba".....