Stuck in the middle of Terror And Love Asin

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"What!!!!" exclaimed asin as she saw her friend Evin in a tired tone.Her eyes lit up in a moment and her heart stopped for a second.Her mind quickly went to her college days to remember those days with evin,her best friend.She knew that evin did not study well and also after getting into the stardom she never thought of him again.She never thought that he would become a militant.She leaned against the wall of a kutcha house in which she was arrested.It was the time of heavy snow in kashmir but she was not wearing a sweater.So she covered herself by wrapping her arms around her breasts to keep her body warm.Her eyes were tired and also were filled with tears because she had got into this and also because she felt sorry for her friend.Her lean body and her yellow skin whit her cheeks drooping down was not a good sign to watch.There was no make up in her face but still she was so beautiful.

She leaned herself on the wall behind and raised her head towards the skies probably cursing god or evin for doing this."Huh... remember me" said evin with a pause in a gentle manner not sure of whether to ask it or not.His eyes went thin for a while fearing that she would curse him for kidnapping her.Obviously she should."What the f...ummm" evin closed her mouth with his hands to stop her from shouting."Relax." he said in a tone of finishing their conversation."You know what i never thought that this would happen to me? What r u fucking guys up to?u r the most disloyal person and friend i have ever met?" asin burst into tears as she said it to him.The word disloyal hurt him a lot.He quickly replied "Just stop crying like as u did in the college" he said and continued "I am a spy mistress, spy! u understand that i am here to help u, i am from the army,been in their group for 10 months now.." he said in the calmest of voice but his eyebrows and cheeks showed asin that he was angry.Asin removed her hands from her face and stared at him.

He quickly told her that she would have to be quiet and alert.He also told her to keep the shot gun safely which he gave during their conversation.He came out from the kutcha house and went to stand at his respected position.He stood straight opposite the house behind a tree.He saw his palm before wiping his sweat out from his forehead.He saw her shade of lips w printed deeply in his palm.It was orange in color.It may got printed when he tried to close her mouth.He smiled a bit as he remembered his college days where he and she which he would never call as love while she would call as love.He would call it as lust.The lips which were stamped in his lips were wet.The lower lip was wide and beautiful which is unique for her.His heart felt so small for breaking with her.Of course,he was the only one to be blamed for that.