MY LOVE STORY (PART II)

PART II

“Where do you want to bring me?” I asked Fia.

“I will tell you when we are near that place “, Fia told me. Fia still didn’t want to tell me.

“Okay."

After 30 minutes, we arrived at Hotel Seri Malaysia.

“Why are we here?” I asked Fia. Fia didn’t answer my question.

“Stop talking, Ain. Just get into the Hotel,” Fia said. She laughed.

I walked behind Fia slowly. I didn’t know why I felt uneasy. I walked into the hall. I thought maybe someone was celebrating birthday here.

“Thanks for coming,” someone said. I thought I knew the voice.

“Hello Ain,” Qaisara said.

“Hello Qai. What are you doing, here?” I asked Qaisara.

Qaisara Zahrah is a little sister of Qashfie Zafri. Qash’s family is close with my family since we were children. Qash’s parents are working under my dad’s company. So, from that moments we were close. We played together.

“Do you forget, Ain? Today is my brother’s birthday,” Qaisara said.

“Oh. Sorry. I forget about it,” I said. That’s why Fia didn’t want to tell me. I thought.

“Let’s go, Ain.” Qaisara said. She pulled my hands. It’s not the right time to go home. I smiled.

“Yes. Let’s go,” I replied.

In the past, Qash really likes me. He did many things to make me fall in love with him. I couldn’t do this thing. I really didn’t like him. I didn’t love him. He is like a brother to me. A friend. A best friend. But, not more than that. I saw Qash sat on the chair at the table near the stage. He was alone. Qaisara pulled me closer to Qash. I just pretended to smile. Qash stood up from his seat.

            “Hello Ain,” Qash talked to me.

 “ Hello,” I replied.

“I haven’t seen you for like….. ages!,” Qash said. He smiled naughty.

“ I was busy with classes,” I said. I gave him a glance. I didn’t like to come here. I wanted to go home.

“Please have a seat,” Qash asked me to sit on the chair. I sat. I didn’t know what topic I would talk to him. I just looked around the hall.

“Do you want some juice or water?” Qash asked.

“It’s okay. I can take it myself.” I replied. Qash stood up from his seat. 5 minutes later, Qash came to me with two glasses of juice.

“Please have your juice,” Qash said.

“Thanks,” I replied. I felt very awkward. I drank my juice. Suddenly, I felt dizzy.

“Are you okay?” Qash asked me.

“ I felt dizzy,” I told him. I saw Qash smiled to me. I felt someone grabbed my hands and forced me to walk. The guy dragged me to the room. I was helpless. I wanted to run bu I was unable to. I felt so weak. Suddenly, I heard someone kicked the door. 

“What are you doing, Qash ? Can you stop doing like this to her. Why can’t you accept that she doesn’t love you?”Qaisara said to his brother. She thought that Qash has regretted what he has done in the past. But Qaisara was wrong.

“Give Ain to me,” Qaisara said. Qaisara grabbed my hands from Qash. Qash felt angry. But he knew it’s not the right time. There were many people in the hall. Qash gave me to Qaisara.

“ I will tell our parents,” Qaisara said. Qaisara brought me to the parking lot. But, she couldn’t send me to my house.

“Thanks, Qai “ I said. I felt so tired. Suddenly, Qaisara saw someone walked at the parking lot.

“ Ryan..! Ryan,” Qaisara called Ryan.

“ Yes. Do you need a help?” asked Ryan.

“ Yes,” Qaisara said.

“ Are you okay, Ain? Why do you look so tired,” Ryan asked.

“ She’s not okay. Qash… he has put something in Ain’s juice,” Qaisara told Ryan.

“ Can you help me?” Qaisara asked Ryan.

“ Yes. How can I help you?” Ryan said.

“ Can you send Ain home? I will follow you,” Qaisara replied.

“ Yes, sure. Wait for a minute, I will take my car.” Ryan said.

After a few minutes, Ryan came. When we arrived at our house, someone was waiting at the front door. Ryan parked his car near the garage. Qaisara got off from Ryan’s car.

“Oh my God! Who could do this to you, dear?” Mom asked.

“I will tell you later, aunty. Can we bring Ain to her room?” Qaisara said.

“Yes. Let’s bring Ain to her room,” Mom replied. She was very clumsy.

“What’s your name, son?” Datin Maznah asked Ryan.

“ Ryan. Tengku Ryan Mikael Tengku Radzi,” Ryan replied.

“Okay, Ryan. Please come into my house,” Datin Maznah asked replied.

“Okay,” Ryan said. Ryan walked into Ain’s house. Ryan sat on the sofa on the sofa at living room. A few minutes later, Datin Maznah and Qaisara walked down from stairs.

 “I’m very sorry, aunty,” Qaisara said. Ryan just listened to their conservation. Qaisara felt sad. Qaisara didn’t know how to tell Datin Maznah what ahs happened to her daughter.

“Can you tell the truth, Qai?”

Qaisara felt guilty.

-to be continued-

By: Zahirah & Nurin Nadhirah/2019