Super love By Shamila Noor A story of the emotions of love and longing relationships)

 

Super love

By Shamila Noor

A story of the emotions of love and longing relationships

01

Super love

By Shamila Noor

A story of the emotions of love and longing relationships)

It was my own fault, I went home in the storm.

There was a wave which was taken as a shore

It was two o'clock in the morning at the U Safar villas. And even then, the elegantly decorated lawn was bustling. The moonlight was shining brightly. The entire young party was gathered there. The sounds of chatter and laughter echoed throughout the lawn. Aamir and his new bride Anam (who was his maternal uncle's eldest daughter) were seated on chairs. However, everyone else was sitting on the grass below, enjoying the cold.

They were enjoying themselves.

When the slightest cold touched the body, it would shiver, but they would all ignore it.

02

They were engaged in pleasantries. And why not, after a long time, the drums of marriage were beating in the U Safar B villas. Rizwan Yousafzai's eldest son and the eldest son of this house had now become a family man. Anam and his relationship had been finalized many years ago. And now they were both tied in this new bond. There was a gathering of cousins ​​until late at night. They were reminiscing and throwing things at each other.

Yes, Aamir Bhai, tell me, did you beat up any girl in England?

Did you or didn't you? "

--Lama was asking with amusement while sipping her tea.

Amir had gone to England to study a few years ago... After completing his studies, he used to work in a multinational company there. But then everyone's secrets and his mother's deteriorating health forced him to return to Pakistan and now he was taking care of his business with his father Rizwan U Safar.

There was no beating, but that thing happened. One day they met, the next day they fell in love, and the third day they left.

03

"She left," Aamir laughed out loud after saying this... "Meaning..." Sitting there, Rizwan Yousafzai's only daughter and Aamir's younger sister, Zubaria (whom he also called his daughter), asked in surprise.

Come on, children, now go to your respective bedrooms... That's it... It's already night, there's a Walima function tomorrow. If Grandma hasn't seen us all sitting here yet... Then you people won't know anything." She paused and glanced at Anam sitting next to her. "But I will be honored, that too in front of Begum Sahiba..." A long list of questions would have been formed before anyone spoke, and Aamir stood up, ignoring Zubariya's question.

"What happened? No one wants to sleep."

Amir walked forward a little and stopped suddenly after seeing them all sitting down.

No, brother, go and sleep. We can't sleep, right?

04

She quickly sat down on the chair left by Aamir, holding Anam's hand. Forced by her habit, she still did not stop her mischief.

You are not sleeping well, and I have caught my wife and made her sit down. Standing, Aamir cast a stern look at everyone and explained to his little sister, saying, "Aamir's behavior was normal only because of this. He rarely woke up until late at night." Otherwise, Tabish Shahvez and Faiq were sitting there thinking, "How to add shawarma to gulab jamun after adding chili powder to it?"

Yes, brother, that's because we have a lot to talk to Anam Bhabhi about... Is it Anam Bhabhi? -

Lamia had also moved and sat at Anam's feet. And Zubaria looked at her and asked Anam innocently. Who was just smiling at her words.

These things you people are talking about are necessary to do now. That too at this time of night.

05

66 Around 2:30 AM. Amir scratched his head and looked at the clock. For a moment, Anam felt immense pity and love for him.

"Brother, these women's stories start anytime, anywhere... and they never end, they last a lifetime... If you're scared of sleeping alone, then... I'll go and sleep with you."

Shah Viz, who had been sitting silently for a long time, was listening to their conversation. He mischievously took a bite in response to Amir's words. Amir looked at his cousin with such eyes. Who sometimes crossed the boundaries of childhood. The only son of Yusuf Ki Villas, Zeeshan Yusuf Ki, was a doctor as well as a carefree and carefree boy. Who sometimes forced everyone to smile with his behavior. Let's imagine that in this villa, everyone lived their own life. Or taught them to live. The colors of happiness. The ways of talking. The stones of their own. Always adorned Yusuf Ki Villas. On top of all this, their sweet words like arrows always fell.

06

Aamir just stared at her. However, Lamaya, who was sitting next to Anam, was enthralled.

Oh, Doctor of MBBS...

Yes. Miss Partner of MBBS "... Interrupting her, he stood in front of her with his arms crossed carelessly. Who was now standing in front of him angrily... The flirtatiousness of the two of them was a unique thing in Yusuf's villas... He would not spare a glance at Lamia's sharp eyes sometimes, although he was a masterful man. But then, being a cousin, it was not only his compulsion to tolerate it. Rather, according to him, it was his duty. -

Do we, dear, dear girls, look like women to you...?" Lamia stood in front of him with her hands on her waist as if she was about to scratch him. According to her, a woman is called a woman only when she gets married. And she is married.

Girls... girls are not women...

07

Lama Noor's biggest misunderstanding... Tabish laughed and stood up and stood next to Shah Weiz.

A spark of light had appeared in Laha Noor's beautiful eyes... She had forgotten his words and fallen for his smile... It was as if the uncle had shot arrows at her heart...

Oh my God, it's started again... Let's go... Laiba stopped yawning and moved inside. Behind her, Anusha and Faiq also stopped yawning and waved goodnight.

Oh servants of God, forgive yourselves at this hour of the night and let us go now, all of you. Aamir clasped his hands and addressed him with annoyance. "Yes, brother, let's go... We are also feeling sleepy, why Tabish? Let's go, brother." Shah Weiz stood next to Aamir with tears in his eyes.

Where should we go? Aamir asked, looking at the two of them in confusion. "Your room is yours."

08

Stop being angry and talking nonsense. I'm not a child who will be scared. Move away. He said this and moved inside. Behind him, Shah Viz and Tabish laughed loudly.

It happened.

And then Anam also smiled and followed him.

"Well, I'm starting to feel sleepy now too... Good night..." Lamia said and went inside. The party had broken up, now it's time to sit down... Lamia... As soon as she started shouting from behind, she ran inside with quick steps. Now she was the one who had to carry the tea cups etc. The servants were not allowed to get up at this hour of the night.

"Zubi dear, sorry, I'm also a thief." Shah also quickly slipped inside with an apology.

All the hoodlums are forbidden... Sitting in the gathering, they were like they had to win a war... And at work, they are all just names... She kept muttering under her breath.

Now he had to wrap it all up. Otherwise, he would have to listen to a two-hour lecture from Grandma tomorrow.

09

...that's why he preferred ten minutes of work instead of two hours. Tabish was still standing there... Zubariya thought he would get help. But there is a chance that he might have asked... Zubariya kept making a face and grumbling.

She stopped while climbing the stairs. Tabish was now sitting on a chair on the lawn, drinking coffee. Which she had made for him on his request. She thought he would go into the room and drink it. But then, seeing Tabish sitting there, she slowly started walking towards the lawn. Her long hair was now tied in a bun. She was standing at the gate of the lawn, adjusting her dupatta around her neck.

Gone.

"You're sitting here... aren't you sleepy?" She sits on the lawn steps.

Yi spoke

I am. I am not sleeping. Tabish replied without turning around. -"By the way, do you have any work?" He turned and looked at her beautiful face.

10

Looking into his eyes, he said... His eyes always drove Tabish crazy...

"Yes," he said slowly and placed his palm under his chin.

"Speak well." He turned to her now. He didn't just get up, he came to her and said. "Please wash the cups and give something to the kitchen. Otherwise, tomorrow I will do whatever I want tomorrow. You will do well for yourself." She said through gritted teeth and then immediately got up and looked at Tabish with narrowed eyes as she went inside.

will

Tabish's steps stopped as he approached her... and he slowed down at her words.

laughed from

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This girl is forced by habit. He grumbled, glanced at the cup, and headed towards the kitchen. Otherwise, he would have left no stone unturned to tell her yesterday. His tongue, which moved like scissors, was as sharp as his words.