Page 139 of Storm
I shook my head, whispering to myself,
‘He really is...’
“White is not a great choice for outing Sani. You might get it dirty. Though I bet, you would still look incredible.” A slightly recognisable voice said from behind us.
“Huh?” I turned around dumbstruck at the guy standing with Umber and Ibbi.
I was sure I could place him somewhere but I was just too shocked, to put a name to the leaned built, slightly arrogant faced guy.
“That was a compliment.”
He beamed at me, amused over my silence probably.
“Surprise, Surprise!” Ibbi chuckled, seeing us completely stunned.
But we weren’t the only once. I saw Aariz stood some distance away, eyeing the guy up and down with scrunched eyebrows as if trying to remember something.
Join the gang my love!
“Nonetheless, I'm glad to know you own clothes in colours that don't come under the black family.” He winked at me, laughing over his own joke and that’s when it struck to me.
Black family. Yes! I always in my mind called his family and him dark and slightly twisted in the area of brain...Not that they were dark in colour or anything, just behaviour. But he was the lesser of the lot in that expect and my friend. Although, a creepy one, but still I always tried to think of him as a friend, since he was Zee’s maternal cousin.
He had been in another city for good and now he was here.
Slap a smile Sani! He is Zee’s family.
Aariz
How I wanted to pull her to myself, the moment I saw her today...But couldn’t. She had hurt me. Really, hurt. She knew it very well how much I dislike Sahil. Yet she was hanging around with him and his pathetic little friends. Upon that, she did not regret it one bit. Calling me to the beach, where I thought she would apologize. Instead, she went on to say, 'I won't stop talking to them!' The gal of her...No care in the world about how I’d feel seeing her around her ex!
I went straight to my bedroom and furiously started packing a small backpack when Granny came inside the room.
“So you guys will be staying the night? Where exactly are you all going?” Gran enquired sitting on my bed.
“That’s the question of the hour.” I muttered shaking my head.
“Meaning?”
“Still undecided. We have heard Ibbi and Zidaan until now. I guess, next the girl's will have their own suggestions or objections.”
Maybe she will refuse staying overnight because of me. That’s why I quickly came here, before she freaks out about it and leaves. But she might still refuse...
Gran sighed with a reminiscing smile,
“Ahh...Zidaan and his friends. How I love them...God. I can never forget them. They were a mischievous bunch. Especially her...the naughtiest, though the youngest. I can never forget those days.”
Nor can I.
“Why don't you ever get back in touch with her now?” Gran pouted at me, staring earnestly.
“Gran, I remain busy and I have to go now. Bye.” I diverted the topic and turned away, but she caught my hand giving me a toothy smile.
She wants something. I just know.
I raised my eyebrows silently asking her to name what it was.
“Will you get me a novel? There is this story I want to read.” Gran urged like a child.
