After Sahriar left, Zimal sat on the chair and began crying loudly, as if someone had died.
Through her tears, she kept repeating one name—Zaroon.
”Zaroon… Zaroon…” she cried out painfully.
“I wish you were here with me.
You said you would always stay by my side in every happy and sad moment… then why aren’t you here?
Please… please come back to me.
I need you… I need you in my life, Zaroon…”
Her voice broke completely, filled with pain and longing.
Suddenly, her mind drifted into a memory.
—
”Zaroon…” she said softly.
Zaroon turned toward her.
“What?”
Zimal looked at him nervously.
“I said… I like you.
Did you hear me, Mister Zaroon?”
Without waiting for any response, overwhelmed by emotions, Zimal turned and ran away from there.
Zaroon stood still, confused.
“What just happened?”
—
Back at home, Zimal entered quickly, almost running inside as if she had just won a lottery.
She rushed to her room and opened her laptop.
Pictures of Zaroon were already saved on her screen.
Her mother’s voice came from outside.
“Zimal, your father and I are home.”
Zimal quickly replied, “Okay, Mom!
I have some work!”
She sat on the chair, but her heart was restless—happy and scared at the same time.
Will he see me in college?
What if he rejects me?
What will I do then?
She whispered to herself in a sad voice.
—
The next day at college, Zimal got ready nervously and called Afifa.
”Are you coming?” Afifa asked.
”Yes, I’m on my way,” Zimal replied.
”Okay, I’ll come out too.
Meet me outside,” Afifa said.
Zimal picked her up, and they both headed toward college together.
Afifa looked at her.
“So… did you tell Zaroon about your feelings or not?”
Zimal hesitated.
“Yes… I did.”
Afifa’s eyes widened.
“Really?
What did he say?”
”Nothing,” Zimal replied quietly.
”What?” Afifa shouted.
“Nothing?
What do you mean nothing?”
”I ran away before he could say anything,” Zimal admitted.
Afifa stopped walking.
“Are you serious?
Who does that?”
”Shut up,” Zimal said nervously.
”I’m serious!
How will you even face him now?”
”I don’t know… I’m worried too.
Can you help me?”
”If you had told me before, I could’ve helped you,” Afifa sighed.
“Now you have to handle this yourself.”
—
They reached the college gate.
Suddenly, someone bumped into Zimal and walked past without even looking back.
Afifa raised an eyebrow.
“Was that Zaroon?”
”Yeah… I think so,” Zimal said quietly.
”He didn’t even say sorry.
Wow… attitude,” Afifa muttered.
”But he didn’t even look back,” Zimal said softly.
”After what you did, you’re surprised he won’t look at you?” Afifa replied.
”Maybe I rejected him…” Zimal whispered.
”Or maybe not,” Afifa said.
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In class, Zimal kept looking for Zaroon.
Finally, he entered and sat next to her, since seats were fixed.
The teacher came in, delivered the lecture, and left.
Throughout the class, Zimal kept stealing glances at Zaroon, waiting for his answer… waiting for something.
After class, Zaroon turned to her.
”Zimal… I need to talk to you.
Can you give me a few minutes?”
Zimal nodded silently, holding back tears.
They stepped outside.
”Miss… or student…” Zaroon said awkwardly.
”My name is Zimal,” she replied firmly.
”Zimal… I’ve thought about this a lot,” he said carefully.
“My intention is not to hurt you, so please—”
Zimal interrupted sharply, “Ufff… God!
If you want to reject me, just say it.
I won’t die without you, okay?
Now tell me your answer so I can go.”
”Wait—at least listen to me first,” Zaroon tried to explain.
”No need,” she said coldly.
“Sir, you came?
Now I’m going back to class.”
And she walked away without looking back.
Zaroon stood there silently, unable to say anything, as if he still had words stuck in his heart.
—
Later, Afifa noticed Zimal’s face and immediately understood something was wrong.
She rushed her to the storeroom.
”Don’t stop,” Afifa said urgently.
They both sat inside.
Afifa took a deep breath.
“Did he reject you?”
That was enough.
Zimal broke down and hugged her tightly, crying loudly.
”Afifa… how could he reject me?
Am I that ugly?
Am I that bad?
That dumb?”
Afifa patted her back.
“It’s okay, Zimal.
He doesn’t deserve you.
Stop crying.”
They both went back home later.
On the way, Zaroon tried once again.
”Zimal… please, can I talk to you?”
Afifa stepped in immediately.
“No need.
We’re getting late.
Stay away from her.”
Zaroon lowered his eyes.
“I just feel bad for her…”
Afifa snapped, “Bad?
First you reject her, and now you act nice?”
Zimal suddenly stopped.
”Afifa… stop,” she said calmly.
Afifa blinked.
“What?”
Zimal looked ahead with a different expression now.
”You don’t understand me,” she said slowly.
“I took one step away from him… but I made him fall for me.”
Afifa froze.
“Are you serious?
After rejection… you still want him?”
Zimal’s eyes sharpened slightly.
”I already knew he would reject me,” she said softly.
“That’s why I’ve already made my plan for the future.”
They both on home Zimal and Zaroon.
Zimal enter to home and directly enter into her room and sat on the chair she something in her heart like into broken into peace and she even didn’t plan to collect that but she is crying and said ”
Why?
why I feel bad when I already made-up my mind for that but how can he reject me like that I will never stop loving you.
It doesn’t matter if you reject me, if you reject me then my love is more increasing for you I love you, love you Zaroon i want you in any case,”
Zimal mad for Zaroon like a small children mad-up his mind for the toy, she lost in his love maybe she blind.
on the other side Zaroon doesn’t care about her he is busy with her friend but maybe in his mind somewhere Zimal hide he can’t stop.
His heart was forcing him to think about her.
” After offering the Fajr prayer in the morning, Zimal went out for a walk.
on the sam street she saw Zaroon then Zimal found out that Zaroon live in her building she is happy but also made at him for rejected her.
Zimal said in loudly voice” Zaroon ”
Zaroon look back and said” uff I don’t want her back ”
After saying that he couldn’t stop and running in her way from back some one across him”
Zimal look back and say nothing also running in her way”
Zaroon smile with down head and said “that girl”
Zaroon running beside her and said ” Hello Madam please want for me”
Zimal ” you don’t deserved that fool”
Zaroon ” okay Madam so can we breakfast together in the front of convenience store” okay Zimal”
Zimal after hearing her name from his she couldn’t hide her blush”
Zimal” okay Mister Zaroon”
They both stop on super market and enter into ”
Zimal what would you like he band down and ask to zimal”
Zimal” same as you”
Zaroon pick the breakfast and pay the bill”
Zimal” I can pay my bill”
Zaroon “Miss when you are with gentlemen you didn’t did to pay bill ”
without saying anything Zimal come out and sat on the chair”
Zaroon ” enjoy this my first treat”
Zimal” for what ?
for rejecting me?”
Zaroon “let it be Zimla can’t we become a good friend ”
Zimal” I don’t want friend like you”
Zaroon ” okay from now we are best friend Miss or Madam Zimal”
Zimal ” stop it ”
Zaroon ” Madam, nope Miss, nope Mister”
Zimal” Zaroon do you want punch from me did you know I’m boxer”
Zaroon ” really Zimal are you Boxer wah Miss you are great like me”
Zimal” okay” now shut up and I want to home ”
Zaroon “okay I will drop you ”
Zimal” okay let go Mister”
Zaroon ” okay Madam let go, maybe Miss oh sorry but Miss used for beauty full women sorry I misunderstand you ”
Zimal” get lost ” you Idiot”
Zaroon ” o my gosh you are very dangerous”
Zimal ” Do you want to race with me?
Whoever reaches first will get cake in the college.
Okay?
Zaroon ” okay Miss Zimal”
after saying that he run and zimal behind her they both on speed but the zimal win’
Zimal” okay Mister Zaroon ready for my cake in the college okay bye bye losser”
Zaroon ” smile and said may be she is my good friend now “Miss Zimal”
They both ready for college.
Zimal” Afifa were are you are still in home?”
Afifa” okay cut the call and come out “Zimal you the one who late”
Zimal come out and going college with Afifa.
Afifa ” oh my god did you do that thing on my back” you?
did you know I’m worried about you all night?”
Zimal” that why you are my best friend”
Afifa ” nope now you make another friend without me so go with him never talk to me”
Zimal” sorry sorry please”
Zaroon quietly came from behind and “boo”.
Zimal” ohhh What the?
you want to die”
Zaroon ” why are you always anger like that”
Afifa ” good your new friend is so funny”
Zimal” sorry Afifa please”
Zaroon ” Afifa are you anger with her?”
Afifa” shut you foolish mouth ”
Zaroon ” behave Afifa”
Zimal” get out Zaroon”
Zaroon ” okay you can take your time”
Zimal” Afifa what happened with you ”
Afifa ” I knew you still feel for him so how can you did this”
Zimal” did you believe me ”
Afifa” okay let go ”
Zimal and afifa smile and enter into class she sat with Zaroon ”
Zaroon ” what did you make?”
Zimal” what you think”
Zaroon ” you did ”
Zimal” obviously you not now me ”
Zaroon gently stroked Zimla head with his hand.
Zimal feel like this is her last moment, in anxiety Zimal hold his hand and lowered it down.
Zimal” are you stupid”
Zaroon can’t explain his expression ”
Zimal” focus on lecture”
Zaroon” okay Miss Zimal”
lecture over and Zaroon friend come and said ”
Zaroon let go the for thematch
Zaron” okay I’ll come” and satring at zimal
Zimal” what are you looking for ”
Zarron hold her and run ”
Zimal” Zaroon stop it”
Zaroon ” Okay Miss we arrive”
it was an big ground and basket ball ground”
Zimal” wah are you suppose to doing this yes Miss”
Zaron go into the ground and start playing zimal stand there and watching him Afifa come and sat on the other side of Zimal”
Afifa” oh that why you like him” waho what a amazing is he”
Zimal” hmmmm
she lost in his and watching him like that only one who playing the basket ball ”
after finished the match he come to Zimal and said”
”did you like that Miss Zimal”
Zimal” what new”
Zaroon” you?”
Afifa ” it’s amazing”
Zaroon” thanks Afifa only beautiful women know how to saying some good word” okay I’ll treat you for my wining let’s go”
afifa hold Zimal hand and took her ”
Zaroon ” what would you like to eat”
Zimal” this from college so are you suppose to treat like that ”
Zaroon ” Miss I’ll order something or anything you said ”
Afifa” I’m also here”
Zaroon ” for both Afifa looked at her she not agree to be my friend is not this fare ”
Zimal” before meeting with you I think that you are the amazing and cool person and also handsome but after talking with you I knew that you are the cheapest person I never see”
Zaroon ” look how curlers you are ”
Afifa ” okay let it be” enjoy you meal with shut up mouth”
Zaroon ” hahahaha” how funniest person you both are”
Zimal” shut up”
Zaroon ” okay”
College off Zimal and Afifa on there way”
From back hello Miss, Hello Afifa ”
Zimal” now what”
Zaron” it’s late night are you supposed to going alone”
Zimal” yes did you forget I knew Boxing”
Zaroon ” okay hit me today I watched what you learn”
Zimal ” okay ”
Zimal ready for puching and suddenly she hit on her face”
Zaroon ” o my god It’s hurting”
“Zimal and afifa are you okay”
Zaroon ” you cruel Zimal you are not miss anymore you hit me like a men” o mom any one saved me ”
Zimal” Is it hurting I’m sorry this is not my intension”
Zaroon” nope actually this is your intention I tell my mom that you hit me ”
Zimal” sorry I already say that ”
Zaroon ” okay you have to do my one work then I think about you Miss Zimal”
“by the way you look nice When you say apologies” Miss, madam, Mister” bye okay on the way and having my dreams.”