Registered Post: a short story

It was 7.30 in the morning and my alarm hadn’t gone off when Suhail showed up. I was still in my nightie when the bell rang and I was just looking for a dupatta to throw over my chest. But Shahryar said he’d get the door, so I settled back into bed. 



A whole minute passed. The silence outside was making me nervous. Nobody who comes to our door in this town leaves without saying a word or two