"Say you can't hear anything..." He took two steps more closer. His eyes were ready to absorb even her soul.
Moomal felt short of breath. Two tears fell from her eyes touching her cheek. But nothing could be said from her tongue.
In great distress and uncertainty, Huzaifa raised his other hand and wiped the two tears from her cheek with his thumb. "What's the meaning of these tears...?" He couldn't understand anything. But seeing her like this, he was feeling desperate to stop her tears, her sadness was making him heartbroken.
One moment she was fuming with anger, then the next moment these tears were confusing him greatly. He did not understand what she meant by all this...?
While Huzaifa was suffering from this confusion, on the other hand, Moomal was on the verge of losing to her scattered emotions.
Even if it is love, it is too late. That was the answer she wanted to give him. But neither Moomal had the courage, nor was this the right time.
