It was the next morning. Zain woke up first and looked at his love cuddling her pillow wearing just his shirt. He smiled and moved forward to kiss her forehead. She moved and he pulled her into his arms.

She mumbled something and he chuckled.

" My love. " He said and caressed her head.

Myra struggled in her sleep as she felt someone touching her head. Her eyes opened and saw him, his eyes, his smiling face.

"Good morning" He wished her. She smiled and closed her eyes and opened it again.

" Do you know how much I missed you yesterday while preparing for this? "

" I know... You missed me so much... "

" I didn't even want you to leave me in the morning... "

" But we have work, remember... " Myra replied adjusting the shirt.

" I know... I have been thinking about working from home. I want to be around you... "

Myra smiled but soon the smile vanished as she thought about the talk she had with Nazya regarding the ticket back home.

" I have something to tell you... "

" What is it? " Zain asked in excitement as he thought there will be a surprise for him.

" I am leaving this afternoon. "

" To where? "

" Home... Bhopal... " Myra answered while sitting up on the bed. Zain looked at her with widened eyes.

" Wait...wait... What? " Zain asked again. He was in disbelief.

" You heard me, Zain... " Zain looked at Myra and she could totally tell he was furious at her. The bright smile on his lips a moment ago turned to a frown.

" SO... SO... We just celebrated our success last week and now just after celebrating your birthday, you are telling me you are leaving me... " Zain said while walking around cleaning the clothes here and there from the floor.

" I came here to support you, Zain. I came for about 3 months and now it's around 6 or 7 months. I need to go back now. "

" Why? "

" What do you mean by why? We just met your biological parents. We need to spend some time with them too. We cannot ignore them too. "

" When did I say we are ignoring them? I said why are you leaving me the next very day... Why not cancel it for a few more weeks? "

" I can't. It will cost more and Nazya booked tickets... "

" I don't care... "

" Listen Zain. I didn't want to leave this early too. But I can't. I have a job there. I can't be absent for months after just joining... "

" I need you here... I will make time for you. As I said about working from home. "

" I told you Zain. I will become your distraction one day. You will be missing out on important meetings just for me... And then ignoring everything about business... "

" I said I WON'T... " Saying that, he walked on the bed and hovering over her, he kissed her... Aggressively...Harshly... Passionately...

" Zain!! " Myra moaned and tried to push him away... But he couldn't control it. He wanted more... He was trying this way, his only option, which will make her delay and miss her flight.

But no matter what... There was enough time for her to pack the bags and leave early.

" Zain... " Myra called him in a weak voice but he didn't stop. He walked out of the house, smashing the front door.

Myra felt helpless and went to the bathroom to freshen up. In her hot bath, she cried. She wanted to stay with him and enjoy life here. But staying away from Ammi and Abbu felt like betraying them.

She came out after about an hour and wearing her ironed dress, she walked towards the kitchen. Looking at the leftover ingredients, she decided to make pancakes.

After about an hour, he returned. 

" Have some pancakes. I know you like them. " 

Without even looking at her, Zain walked into the bathroom.

While Myra ate pancakes and packed her suitcase and a sling bag, Zain was in the shower the whole time.

Zain walked out dressed in a shirt and pants. He was combing his hair when he saw her sitting on the couch, texting someone. The bags were ready to be taken. Zain sighed and looked at his watch. After taking a deep breath, he walked towards her.

" Aa. Zain... can you please... What are you doing? " Myra was stunned by his sudden move. 

Zain grabbed her hand in one hand and the bags in the other and pulled them both outside the house.

" What is this? What does that mean, Zain? Zain? " Myra asked and asked but he ignored her the whole time. 

He pulled her so hard and fast that she was about to slip onto the stairs. Though he caught her at the right time through his arm on her waist.

That was the only time when she saw his face... His red eyes.

' He cried in the bath... '

Myra noticed that and felt bad.

He opened the door of the car for her but didn't look into her eyes. Her heart was shattering into pieces with ignorance.

Her tears started to fall out drop by drop remembering the happy moments they spent in these past months.

The whole ride was silent. The pin drop silence between the two of them. No one tried to make a conversation. 

Myra wanted to spend a little more time with him but he intentionally chose the shortcut way. Normally they reach the airport around an hour and a half but the speed and the shortcut just shortened the drive up to 40 minutes.

He parked the car and typed something on his mobile. She thought he wanted to type a message to her before leaving but it was just one of her hopes.

" Zain... " She called his name in a whisper but he walked out. Opening the trunk of the SUV, he took out the bags. She saw that and walked to him.

" Zain... please... " She said but ignoring her pleadings, he walked back into the car.

Even though Myra grabbed his arm before he would step indie the car, and said,

" Please... at least wait with me in the lobby... " He ignored it again and closed the door.

With his silent words, killing her heart, he drove off.

Her heavy heart couldn't take it anymore. She wanted to run after the car but she couldn't as she felt weak.

Big drops of tears fell down her eyes like a river and holding the handle of her bags, she walked inside the airport's main gate.

"Goodbye... And thank you for the happy moments... "

Whispering this to herself, she bid adieu.

Unknown to her, Zain drove off at high speed on the 4-lane empty road but he soon stopped at the corner of the road. He walked out of the car and cried out. He cried out loud.

" Why Myra? "

" Why? " He asked and smashed his knuckles on the wood forest.

" I miss you already. " He whispered to himself as he looked at the sunset. It was hours passed by and he stood there still. Standing next to his SUV.

" I am sorry, Myra! "

" I am so sorry. "

*****

It was a late night.

The dinner was done and everyone was busy talking on the lawn.

And the sudden horn voice distracted all of them.

" Myra... Is that you? " Daniyal asked ignoring the couple with her.

" Awww... Ammi... Abbu... " Nazya walked and hugged them.

" Myra?! " Iram called her as she seemed distracted.

" Myra?! " Iram called again as Myra came into the spotlight of the light bulb.

" What happened, Myra?! "

" Are you okay? " 

But before she could answer, her crying face revealed many circumstances she might have gone through but the common connection was, something happened between Zain and her. 

She looked at all the familiar faces when everything turned black...

to be continued...