When he shot his gaze at her sister after he noticed that she was quiet he was puzzled to find her crying...
He rose his brow
"What's wrong..?" He asked
Isqaar rub her tears
She then sighed..
"I just always feel like you don't like to talk to me.. especially about mom.."
His gaze lingered more on the picture..
"Not talking to you, means I hate you?"he asked calmly..almost quietly
She watched her fingers clasped and unclasped
"Don't you?" She asked almost too quietly..maybe just scared of his answer ,she already had been hurt a lot yesterday
He looked at her.. remembering her question again
' why...why ..do you hate so much?'
He didn't quite know what he felt seeing her like that..his eyes stung..he almost couldn't believe he almost cried he sighed to steady his feelings
"She would have been so proud of you" he said
She shot him a puzzled look
"Mom" he confirmed
She smiled as a single tear dropped
He stood up then placed the picture on the table...
He left for his room, she just picked up the picture again and stared at it ..
"Here ...this is more visible.."
Isqaar almost jumped..at times her brother's silence almost creeped her out , she looked at him, he looked away but his hand was giving her something..a portrait
She took it
He sighed" dad painted it when they weren't married yet"
She couldn't stop staring It..then she hugged it..
"Thank you.." she almost whispered
He just turned to go
"This is the first time you have had the longest conversation with me"
she said but speaking to herself..not expecting he'd hear her
He closed his eyes..
Then walked away not liking the way he was currently feeling
He decided to go to one place that took away the feelings from him
Work
When he got in his office he called in Ahmed's office number but no one picked so he assumed his Best friend was as usual giving himself an off day
He called in Ahmed's right hand man ,and in a second ..he picked up
"Jafar speaking.."
"My office ...now" Naseer said calmly
I'm a minute there was a knock by his door
He grunted
When Jafar came in , he was all smiles..as usual
"Good morning Sir.."he said cheerfully
"Where is Ahmed ?" Naseer said
completely ignoring his greetings
Jafar seemed unaffected by the mood , having Ahmed as his boss and Naseer as his boss's Best friend he now got used to this
Jafar shrugged
" called in sick"
Naseer rolled his eyes used to his lame excuse ,that is the only reason why Ahmed got a PA , Naseer didn't remember the last time that he called in sick.., he always came to work.
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My Twisted Mafia
Romance*formerly as Noble deed* Then I felt his lips on my forehead.. and when they say that when your crush kisses you,you feel the fireworks, slap them hard... They're lying. Because what I felt was like the whole Afghanistan shifted in my body, bombs...
