So Many Secrets

Chapter 5

After eating, Aryan went to his friends.

Hania got ready to go shopping.

It was around 11 when Aryan came home.

"Hania," he said as soon as he entered the room.

"Yes?" She was sitting on the sofa scrolling on her mobile.

"Get ready."

"Yes I’m ready." She got up, put the mobile in her purse and slung it over her shoulder.

Both sat in the car and Aryan started the car and drove towards the market.

Although she bought clothes from many shops, her favorite shop was _Fling Ship store Sobia Nazir_.

Today too she went to that same shop. As soon as she went in, she liked a red suit.

"The red dress is nice."

She picked up the dress in her hand and asked him.

"I think the purple one looks better."

"But I like the red one."

"Pack both."

He said to the salesman standing next to them.

"Yes sir."

He took the clothes from Hania and started packing them.

"Sir, thirty hundred."

"Here you go," he took out a card from his pocket and gave it to the salesman.

"Thank you sir," the salesman said, returning the card.

For lunch they went to Islamabad’s famous place _Kolachi-F-6_. As soon as they sat down, the waiter came: "Yes sir, what would you like?"

"Grilled Lobster and for dessert Chocolate Lava Cake."

"Okay sir."

As soon as he left, they started talking.

It took them about half an hour to get their order. They had to wait because of the rush.

After lunch both of them went to the park.

They were walking slowly on the grass.

"I remember that day when I first told you that I love you.

That day was the first time you talked to me," she said laughing.

"I had never loved anyone before you. So it was hard for me to accept that I had fallen in love."

"I waited a long time for you," she said, looking into his eyes.

"I waited too."

"Waiting is very long. And then after that wait, if you don’t get the thing you asked for in every prayer to Allah,

the thing for which you endured so much, then only the one who endured it can feel that pain. And then people comfort you by saying: this pain is temporary, you’ll forget very soon.

But that pain becomes a wound in your heart. And that wound stays fresh until someone comes to put medicine on it.

Everyone can give pain.

May we find someone who can heal.

This is the market of love, may we find someone who gives respect.

Here everyone gives pain, may we find someone who is loyal.

If you don’t give love then at least may we find someone who values our life.

Never leave me," she said, looking into his eyes.

"How can someone leave their own soul?" He held her hand and said with a smile.

"But what if someday you find out something you can’t bear, will you leave me then?"

"Absolutely not." He stood in front of her and took her hand in his hands and looked at her lovingly.

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Walking with light steps she came close to them.

"I’ve come to call both of you," she said, looking at them.

"We’re fine sitting here," he said.

"You people aren’t fine here, home was better. You’re such boring people."

She pulled both of them up by their arms.

Zain, to tease her, pulled her towards himself.

"Okay okay leave me," I’m coming.

Now the three of them walked with light steps towards the small food stall.

Everyone was watching them come closer.

The two of them went and sat on the empty chairs next to them.

They were all eating samosas and drinking cold drinks.

"How long? We’ll go back to Murree. We have to go home too."

"No, we’re not going."

"What do you mean we’re not going today?

Majid and Mano, both of you listen, we came here for five days. If we had told you both, then you wouldn’t have come with us," he said, glaring at them.

"And who gave this idea?" he said, raising his eyebrows.

Everyone started looking at Hadia.

Hadia said laughing at their reaction: "What? Why are you all looking at me? It was everyone’s plan, not just mine."

She said, looking at all of them.

"Oh, so that’s why your suitcases were so big," he said, glaring angrily.

"Nothing will happen. It’s only for four days.

But my art exhibition?"

"When is it?" Majid asked, seeing her worried.

"In three days."

"Okay then we’ll leave the day after tomorrow."

"Alright fine. In these many days we’ll roam around comfortably."

Salar said, seeing all of them confused.

After leaving the stall, they went to the jungle track. On the jungle track, they walked and wandered around leisurely for a while.

After that, they went towards the stalls to look at some things. They all started picking things of their choice from inside.

"Look at this cap, Pathans wear this. It looks really good on them. Maybe it will look good on you too. Try wearing it, it will look cute."

She said while handing the cap to Salar.

"You pick something else, I like this one."

Majid said, snatching the cap from her and keeping it with himself.

Salar just kept staring at him in surprise.

"This shawl is also very pretty."

She said, picking up the shawl lying beside.

"You try this too."

Handing it to Salar, she walked ahead herself.

"It won’t look good on you, give it to me. I’ll try it."

Majid said, pulling the shawl from her hand.

In reply, he just kept staring at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

She asked, seeing him glaring.

"Bro, you’ve never worn a salar in your life, so why are you taking this?"

"I’ll just try it sometime."

He said while walking away.

Holding a few things in their hands, they kept walking and exploring the rest of the place where they hadn’t gone yet.

leaving the stall, they went to the jungle track. On the jungle track, they walked and wandered around leisurely for a while.

After that, they went towards the stalls to look at some things. They all started picking things of their choice from inside.

"Look at this cap, Pathans wear this. It looks really good on them. Maybe it will look good on you too. Try wearing it, it will look cute."

She said while handing the cap to Salar.

"You pick something else, I like this one."

Majid said, snatching the cap from her and keeping it with himself.

Salar just kept staring at him in surprise.

"This shawl is also very pretty."

She said, picking up the shawl lying beside.

"You try this too."

Handing it to Salar, she walked ahead herself.

"It won’t look good on you, give it to me. I’ll try it."

Majid said, pulling the shawl from her hand.

In reply, he just kept staring at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

She asked, seeing him glaring.

"Bro, you’ve never worn a Salar in your life, so why are you taking this?"

"I’ll just try it sometime."

He said while walking away.

Holding a few things in their hands, they kept walking and exploring the rest of the place where they hadn’t gone yet.