Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Candor

Confessing. That's what I'm doing. As I intended, I will absolutely not retreat again. It won't.

"Any story, don't joke. Whatchu mean? Speak clearly to your aunt. Aunt doesn't understand. How come? I mean, Auntie, this face...? Your face...? You're exactly the same as Alisah. Are you the twin?"

I took a deep breath and I stared fixedly at Aunt Heera, convincing her to believe that I was speaking seriously. "I'm not Alisah's twin. I'm someone else. I'm...." I'm starting to sniffle. "I'm Zia, I'm Brother Sanjeev's foster sister. Sister Sanjeev's mother adopted me since I was a child, since I was four years old. I'm serious, Bi. I'm not Alisah."

Dumbstruck. Aunt Heera shook her head again in confusion. "You said you were...? You're Sanjeev's sister? You're my brother-in-law's foster son? You pretend to be Alisah, don't you? Wh why? Because of Sanjeev's request? At Sanjeev's request? To avenge him on HansH? So, Alisah?"

I'm nodding. "Sir Sanjeev's depressed, Auntie. His mentality was disturbed," I said, before Aunt Heera had a chance to ask any further questions, I had already affirmed her. "Sir Sanjeev once hurt himself out of desperation. I couldn't see him hurt himself. He was often drunk, and then he drowned himself in the pool. He also once scratched his hands with glass. I can't stand to see it, Bi. I can't stand it. That's why I had to comply with all his requests. I promised to help her get revenge. I was forced to agree when he asked me to operate on my face and change my identity. This face is just the result of the surgery I had to do."

"You...? Facial surgery?"

"Forced. I did it for Sanjeev's sake."

"Oh my God, my niece, and you are so sorry, son. And you're stuck-"

"But I love HansH, Bi. I can't afford to hurt HansH. My intentions are no longer the same. I no longer want to follow the wishes of Brother Sanjeev, help Sister Sanjeev take revenge, I do not want to. I love HansH, but Brother Sanjeev instead asked me to marry him. I will not be able to fulfill the wishes of Brother Sanjeev. Not to take revenge and not to marry him. That's why I want to go. I. I want to get away from Brother Sanjeev and HansH. Not to be with both. I want to go, Bi. Please let me go. I beg?"

Aunt Heera shook her head. "But HansH...."

"Sorry, Auntie. I can't be with HansH for the sake of not hurting Brother Sanjeev. And I also won't be with Brother Sanjeev for the sake of not hurting HansH. I chose to leave, even though I had to hurt both of them. Please let me go. I beg?"

Unpowerful. Aunt Heera nodded. "Go," he said. "You calm yourself. But Auntie please, wherever you are, tell Aunt always, huh?"

But I shook my head. I feel like I won't be able to do that.

"Hey, listen to your aunt, you can shut yourself off from everyone. Aunt understands your decision. And you have the right to go to calm down. But, honey, Aunty won't calm down if you disappear without a trace. At least, don't do that to your aunt, okay? Auntie won't tell anyone. Aunt promised. Aunty just wanted to make sure wherever you were, you were fine. That'sallthatis. So, please, Auntie please, you want to promise to call Auntie, right? I'm your aunt. You're my brother-in-law's son, which means you're my nephew. In fact, please, think of this Aunt as your own mother, hmm?"

Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm gonna hear Aunt Heera say all those things to me. Instead of judging me, he was being nice to me. Think of her as my own mother?

Touched. I slammed into his arms. Crying, but happy. "Thank you, Bi. Thank you." Thank you."

He's nodding. Replying to my embrace so tightly. After that, he even kissed my forehead, wiping away my tears even though his own eyes were wet by those clear circles. "Auntie loves you. And... Aunty wants to thank you for taking care of Aunt's niece. That's right, right? You wouldn't have made a big sacrifice for Sanjeev if you didn't love him. Although.it was the wrong thing, but Auntie tried to look at it from your point of view, thank you, son. Thank you." Thank you."

I could only nod without being able to say anything. In fact, my tears are falling more and more.

I nodded my head at him. "What?"

"Where do you want to go?" She clasped my hand tightly, with affection.

Again, I shook my head. "I don't know yet" I said. "Maybe on the way I'll think about it. But for sure I will leave this country, Bi. Whether I'm going back to India, or to go to which country, I still don't know. I want to leave England."

"All right then. Come on, Auntie take you to the airport."

Eh?

Obviously I was surprised, wanting to refuse even if I did not express it.

"Don't be afraid. Aunty will take you to the airport, not take you home. Aunt just wanted to make sure you were safe. Okay?"

Oh my God, how noble is the heart of this woman before me. If she were really my mother, how lucky I would be. Aunt Heera really sincerely wanted to take me to the airport.

That day, when I said goodbye to Aunt Heera, I knew she was still trying to convince me to keep in contact with her. But I also knew that he doubted that I would fulfill his request. Although I told Aunt Heera that I would keep in contact, but I knew there was a chance that I wouldn't - I couldn't. Actually, if the relationship between me and Aunt Heera's two nieces isn't this complicated, I intend to call her regularly, to find out how things are, as well as to continue some sort of familial relationship. I need him, a wise man like himself. But I suspect, I do not believe enough that Aunt Heera can refrain from telling HansH or Brother Sanjeev that we are still in communication. She's an aunt who loves her nieces and nephews very much, so she probably won't be able to keep a secret about me from her nieces.

After all, everyone will still know which country I go to. Ah, if only I could go to another country by private transport, I could completely remove my tracks from all the people who would be part of my past.

"Active?"

"Zia, Bi."

"Oh, yes. Sorry, Aunt is not used to it."

I'm nodding.

"Please be good. Don't forget to tell Auntie, if you can't go straight, at least after you can calm yourself down in a foreign country, let me know right away. Okay well? Auntie loves you."

Oh... Aunt Heera hugged me tightly for the last time.

Thank you, Bi. Thank you....