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Chapter 2: The Unknown Number
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2020-11-13 13:20:16• Aimaan •
"Mr. Asif Acouts, the son of the famous wrestler family Acouts, asked your hand in marriage " she said.
"Oh Asif, he's my college-mate" I said absent-mindly. But realisation stuck me later.
"Wait what! Hand-in-marriage?" I asked her double-astonished.
She just nodded her head.
Before she could tell anything, I made her stand and pushed her out of the room.
"No ammy, I won't. Atleast let me complete my course"- I said and closed the door once again.
"When will your course end?" I heard her yelling from other side.
There are indeed many wanting wealth.
*****
"Fed up with this maths! Who the hell invented this"- Zyan grabbed his hair.
He was bad at that one subject: Maths!
We were struggling to solve the trignometric question from the past two hours.
Exactly, we. Means, we, that means, the freaking we!
"Let me search Brainly, just wait for 1 minute." I said finally after giving many trials.
I went into my room on the first floor to check out my phone. I didn't checked it for an entire day.
I groaned when I saw 1,268 messages.
Duh!
I slowly checked the messages starting from our friends group.
Please send the records Anyone!!~Twin
Where's your dear friend. Ask her to send it anyway~Fred
She's in panic attack about today's incident. Poor girl!~ Geya
Me? Panic attack? No way!~Aimaan
What happened? Something fishy~Fred
Before I could reply, Geya forwarded a video clip, of we arguing today morning, that tagged: #firsttimeinhistory , #greatslap and all.
It was posted everywhere, which means that he would have seen them.
Well done Aimaan, well done!
As I was about to open Brainly, few messages send from an unknown number came into my notice.
Hey!~Unknown Number
How are you? Wondering who I'm? Don't worry. I'm your follo-, no 'one of' your follower.~Unknown Number
Why not replying?~Unknown Number
Is your sister and mom alright?~Unknown Number
A shiver ran through my spine while reading this.
Ya Allah, who's this!
Who are you? And don't dare to message me either.~Aimaan
He replied instantly.
Oh chill! I think you started fuming~Unknown Number
I didn't dared to reply him back. Instead, I opened True Caller and tried to track the number. Follower-this was the sim name.
"What are you doing nanna? Is this your '1 minute'?Impressive!" Zyan came into my room, clapping his hands sarcastically.
"I think, I should assign a math tutour for you." I said.
While we were discussing, we heard a loud hue from downstairs.
"Ammy!!" We scream in unison and rushed downstairs.
She was lying down in the kitchen,half unconscious. Aqza was sitting near her, crying and sobbing hard.
"Ammyy...." Zyan rushed to her and made her sit in the kitchen bench and took Aqza while I took a glass of water and approached her. She looked quite revealed after she gulped down a few mouth of water.
"Aimy, take my medicine." Said she.
"Which medicine?"
"Something like 'metro train'. I'm using that regularly."
I went to her room and picked the medicines.
"Is that this?" I asked her showing a med strip.
She nodded in response.
"Metroprolol" I said, side-eying her with a grin.
She smiled sheepishly while Zyan chuckled.
"Oh my goodness! Metroprolol! You know what, it can cause major dizziness if consumed regularly!" I shouted.
Ammy was suffering from palpitation since my father's death.
"Prejudiced being a heart student, huh?" Zyan said nonchalently, while Aqza pulled his hair. He groaned.
"Stop it". Hearing him, she started pulling his hairs and he sighed extra heavily. I laughed at him.
"You just sit at home ammy..." I said to mom.
"No..no, about you, I'm okay that you're having scholarship in college, but about Zyan, his school didn't sanction our application" Ammy said, quite trembled.
"You did alot for us. No more sufferings. No mom, my decision is final".
*****
"Did you tell your mother?" Waniya asked, tossing her book in air.
I shooked my head.
We were in our library. I informed her about the unknown number. Only she could help me with this puzzle.
"Is that your father's murderer? What are you doing in your phone. It's been a long time you are buried in it" Waniya said grunting.
"Oh, I'm searching for any job I can apply in" I said, not taking my eyes from the screen. "And yes, I have that doubt."
"Twin, just tell me, I'm ready to give you blank cheque" she said, looking directly into my hazel eyes. Her grey eyes seemed very sincere.
"No dea. How long? How long do I depend on you?"
"Till the end" she crossed her hands below her chest.
"What if we get seperated? Or what if I lose you, or you lose me?" I said.
"So...our relation is just simple right!" She jumped out of the library immediately.
I was about to chase her, but I turned back to take my phone. And when I again turned back just to collide with a man. I looked up to see those green eyes. OMG!
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