The wanderer
599 Words
Third person's pov
Ruhani and Arsal had met on social media 3 years ago and they fell in love with each other (this is what they told each other and themselves. Arsal was a 5'11" high handsome guy who owns a big business and handles it skillfully. Ruhani was a 5'1" high chubby and beautiful girl who was pursuing a Bachelor of Physiotherapy. Ruhani excelled in her studies and was looking forward to appearing in UPSC exam after the completion of her graduation. Arsal was enchanted by Ruhani's beauty and sarcasm when they first chatted on social media. They both wanted to take their relation to next level but were afraid of the reaction of their families after the disclosure of the fact that Ruhani was an Indian Hindu and Arsal was a Pakistani Muslim.
Arsal was ready to face the consequences but Ruhani wasn't. She knew that Arsal had many bed partners and according to her, Arsal was a playboy who can never get serious with anyone girl. This was the reason she denied every time Arsal asked her to speak to her parents.
On the other hand, even though Arsal had many bed partners, Ruhani was the most special girl he had ever seen in his life. Apart from the fact that they hadn't met in reality because of their country conflicts, they both were keenly in love with each other.
Arsal was a stubborn dominant while Ruhani was a deep understanding lover. He demanded whatever he wanted from her like nude pictures, dance clips, etc. Ruhani hated all these things but did these to prevent Arsal from blocking her on social media. This hurt her deeply every time whenever he threatened to block her if she didn't go with his commands. Arsal was never able to feel her hurt, he always thought of this as a way to keep their relation alive. Ruhani had stopped making efforts to make him realize about her hurt, he would never understand that though.
Arsal was walking back from the office to his house in Bahria town when once again his cellphone rang. Once again it was Ruhani. He sighed and accepted her call this time.
"Arsal" her soft words made his heart relax a bit, but he maintained his cold behavior.
"Say" were the only words she heard from him, but his voice had a soothing effect on her.
"What you doing love?" although he was a bit rude, she tried to sound normal.
"b***h, I had told you to not call me without asking for permission from the message. Don't you dare to call again." he was always like this with her.
Ruhani silently canceled the call and didn't bother to prevent her tears from flowing this time.
This was not anything new for both of them.
Arsal felt bad for this behavior with her, he wanted to make her feel better but he couldn't. He was angry because she wasn't allowing him to talk to her parents.
Ruhani slept whilst crying and Arsal was wandering on the road with earplugs on, he recalled the happy times they had together...
Arsal: Baby please show me something sexy na
Ruhani (playfully): Sure my love
(she sent him some sexy models' pictures)
Arsal: f**k you
Ruhani: As if you can
Arsal: Baby I asked your pictures
Ruhani: You know you should be more convincing while asking this stuff to your girlfriend
Arsal searches on the Internet about, "how to convince your girlfriend" and sends the result to her.
She chuckles at this cute act and sends him some pictures.
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- Writer
