"Who comes to take a shower without bringing clothes?", she repeated those words I told her in the morning and again busted in laughter.
"Like you, I'm not used to sharing my apartment with anyone", I shrugged.
"Oh! So you roam around your flat, wearing a towel?", she giggled, I could figure out by her words.
"Ok. It was my fault. Now, will you please move to your room for a few minutes? I'll have to go to my room", I blurted out.
"Fine! I'm going. But do remember this lesson. First, look at yourself then taunt others", she said. I was gonna learn this lesson until she was here. I waited for a few minutes and opened the door to peep outside. She was not at the dining table. I immediately walked out, wearing the towel and rushed to my room. Releasing a deep sigh, I locked the door. Damn! It was so awful. I needed to be more careful from the next ti
I woke up after taking a short nap. Thankfully, my headache is gone. I looked at the clock, I had 1 hour to make dinner. It had been a long time I made tortillas. As a bachelor, I had always preferred a quick meal. I was unsure if I could make proper tortillas or not. Besides, Zoya looked so desperate to eat tortillas which made me nervous.I walked out of my room and checked out Zoya. She was nowhere around the kitchen and her room was locked. Maybe she was inside. I entered into the kitchen and took the container of flour. It was hard for me to knead the dough after a long time. While kneading it I recalled the moment when my granny taught me to make round tortillas when I was 16. After my parents' demise, I had to learn everything to survive. I was the guy who never lifted a glass of water to drink when my parents were alive. Life had taught me every lesson throughout the journey that I made without my parents. Twelve years were enough for me to turn my
It's been a long time I updated this book. I'm really very sorry, first of all. I put it on hold. There's good news for you that I'm continuing this book from August 1st. You'll get regular updates from then. Before August I may update a few chapters but can't assure that I'll be regular in July. This time, I'll complete this book for sure. You can keep your eyes on my social media account to get new updates. Thanks to those who didn't remove my book from their library and have patience. I'll be arriving soon. Till then you can go through the old chapters again to refresh the story in your mind. Stay tuned
AbrarAs I completed venting my anger on her she scowled at me. I had literally forgotten that she wasn't my actual wife on whom I could shout; well I shouldn't even if she was my wife. However, there was always a bittersweet right among couples which I didn't have on her. She was the daughter of my boss. The scariest truth."I'm.... I'm sorry", I hang my head."You're a frustrated soul", she sighed, serving herself another tortilla. She didn't fire back at me? I was hoping to get something worst; like a warning. She kept eating, ignoring me completely as I focused on my meal too without bragging about the thing. We were quietly eating when she hummed."Umm. You cook well""Thanks", I muffled, looking down and munching."How was your day at the office?", she asked, leaving me a bit shocked. I gaped at her as she lifted her head and rolled her eyes. "What? I'm asking a casual question. Is there any problem in asking this?""No! I was j
AbrarMy eyes refused to open with the third roll of alarm. I had a bad habit, well, worst. I couldn't sleep exactly after getting interrupted once. Last night, Zoya woke me up and it took me two long hours to sleep again. I felt it better to say the morning prayer and then sleep.When I finally pushed myself to get up and looked at the clock, it was already 8. I was late.Collecting my clothes, I went out of the room to take a shower and peeked towards Zoya's room. The door was locked.Turning the shower on, I stood under it for more than ten long minutes, planning my work schedule for today. I had to prepare some daily reports, visit our client Mr. Arslan's office and talk to his secretary about the ongoing projects and appointments. I had to help Kaif too regarding the clauses in reports. It was a lot of work.But the most important thing that disturbed me was what I should make for Zoya in the breakfast! Darn it! She was the h
Abrar "Zoya", I swiveled around and looked at her, the dark grey eyes almost turned red in anger. "I didn't mean it" The words could sound in a wrong way which I didn't think before uttering. For a girl, a single word could define much more than anyone's intention. "You did mean it, Abrar Zafar. All men are the same", she groaned, looking away. "You're taking it too far, Zoya. I didn't mean it at all. I just said it's not safe to stay with a stranger. No? It's wrong. People don't feel safe. That's what I meant" "But I know you are safe", she scowled at me. Her kohl-applied eyes came upon mine, ruddy and stable and I kept peering into them. More than her eyes, her words mesmerized me, wellâshocked me. How could she know that I was safe for her? We met just a few days ago. She decided to come with me just a few hours later we met. Zoya Ali was nothing but a complete mystery to meâ a mystery that I was scared to unfold. The more I
AbrarDespite having the key, I pressed the doorbell. I was living in this apartment alone for more than five years and never before anyone opened the door for me. When I was with Nikhat, I used to imagine her opening the door for me if she arrived before me, or else I would open it for her and we would pass a beautiful smile.I released a sigh with the sound of the door opening. I was expecting Zoya for sure, but not like this. My eyes darted stern on her. She was wearing a royal blue suit in full sleeves, hair left open as always, earrings hanging down to her shoulder, bigger than her own ears."Too late", she frowned. "You should have come early today"I couldn't stop looking deep into her kohl-applied eyes. They were so much beautiful to stare at for hours, especially when she widened them in irritation, shock, or anger."Now, will you keep standing there or just come in?", her harsh words dragged me out of my thoughts as I looked away, getting
Abrar Her sharp gaze gave chills down to my spine. I ignored the eye contact. "I was passing by the kitchen. But this is not the case. I'm just telling you", I mumbled, turning towards my room. "Well, if you didn't tell me either, I wouldn't bother to give efforts to make you happy", she said from behind. My legs stopped there when I twisted the knob of the door. "Do you think I have so much time to do this when we are not even connected? I remember everything. I also remember that I'm not your wife, there's no marriage. You don't need to repeat this every time to make me realize that I'm an uninvited guest to you", her rough words pinched me. Every word she uttered was true but I didn't expect them to be said. Maybe, I wanted her to do the opposite. "I never said you're an uninvited guest, Zoya", I sighed. "But you keep repeating the same thing, Abrar. Can't you just forget that and stay like a housemate with me?", she
AbrarHer composed eyes met mine with uncertainty as if she didn't even know the answer. I wondered why I asked that to her. Would she go mad again at me? Or would my words hurt her sentiments?The cool breeze seemed to get warmer between us. As I drifted my gaze down with an unknown awkwardness."I'm sorry. I am the one to ask you for staying away from my personal space. And now I'm asking you some stupid questions", I didn't look at her."Huh!", she chuckled as I looked up at her again. She was laughing in a low tone."What was so funny?", I grumbled."The situation", she fixed the scarf for the tenth time after my arrival just like any other typical girl who felt concerned before any guy. "The situation is funny itself. But I'm okay with sharing until it's in a limit""Well, I know you're curious to know about my state of mind regarding Anas", she let out a sigh, brushing her palms across her arms, the breeze started getting cooler
Nikhat"He's the photocopy of Abrar", Mrs. Ali says, holding the newborn. After eight months of our marriage, Zoya delivered a cute baby boy. He's a premature baby, indeed but still out of all danger by the grace of God. "Just pray that he gets the same tactics as me. I can't handle two short-tempered creatures", Abrar laughs."Wait! You just wait. Let me get a bit healthier", Zoya shoots him a glare. "You can scream only. What else can you do?" Abrar rolls his eyes."Youâ"And they continue.I take the newborn in my arms, giggling at him lovingly."First and foremost rule, Mrs. Wife", Kaif whispers near me. "No future planning after this"He's always so scared!"I know right? Stop worrying!" I scowl at him. So many things changed over time but he didn't. At first, he was scared to love someone and get married. Now, he's scared of having a baby. I don't mind it though. It's just a matter of time. I'm happy the way I am.I was promoted to the company with my salary getting doubled.
Nikhat"Are you hungry already?" Kaif asks from behind.I drift my eyes outside and look at him from near the window with a smile. He is munching a subway burger with a tight-lipped smile on his face. "Wouldn't it be better if you had gotten something for me instead of just asking?" I shrug, jumping behind and sitting at the edge of the window."Hey, careful", his eyes widen. "You're gonna fall""I'm used to it", I giggle. "This is not the first time I'm sitting at your window"He chuckles, walking toward me. "Yeah, but definitely you never hoped onto it wearing a lehenga", he scoffs as I stare down at him. He stops just an inch away from me and spirals his left arm around my waist. I shudder with the abrupt contact and lack of distance between us. My heart starts thudding against my chest and my body vibrates when he tightens his grip around me. It's been a year since we were engaged but never before has he touched me this way. I didn't want him to. But if he wanted, I wouldn't ev
Author's POVRuzina goes completely shocked but it doesn't take her much time to understand what is exactly happening. "How wouldn't I come, Mrs Ruzina?" Irtaza chuckles. "After all, the alliance maker should be there?" Zoya presses her lips tightly so she doesn't burst into laughter by watching Ruzina's stunned face. On the other hand, Nikhat gets confused with Irtaza's words."Alliance maker?" She exclaims."We can discuss that later", Zoya jumps into the conversation. "Let the guests in, Nikhat""I'm sorry", she smiles and makes a way for them to get in. As others follow Ridwan and Nikhat inside, Ruzina keeps standing there and gazing at Irtaza."You look stunned, Mrs Ruzina", Zoya rolls her eyes. "Ah, well, let me introduce myself. Zoya Zafar, Irtaza's business partner and your would-be son-in-law's friend"Ruzina curls up her face and doesn't even smile at any of them. Zoya crosses her arms and takes a step toward her, raising her eyebrows."What did you think Mrs Ruzina? Onl
NikhatI have been waiting for the evening the entire day and finally, the moment arrived. Kaif has indeed replied to me with a message which said, "it's fine"The text didn't sound genuine to me at all. Especially when he sent only two words in the reply to my entire paragraph. Couldn't he realise the urgency in that message? I don't know if I'm overthinking. He's not bound to send me a paragraph just because I did. "Nikhat, shall we leave?" Mia asks. "No. I have some work left", I lie. I don't have any pending work. Besides, Irtaza already told us that he doesn't need the whole team today. I should have left. "I thought you were done", Mia roll her eyes."No. Iâ" I stammer. "I'm yet to complete a few""Okay, then. Goodnight", grabbing her stuff, Mia walks towards the exit. I get back to my desk and look for some work to do. "Nikhat!" Irtaza's voice hits my ear as I look up, finding him walking out of his cabin which is straight in front of me. "You didn't leave yet"I don't kn
NikhatI don't know how to react to this crap. I can only see how hard Irtaza is trying to pass a smile. I know that wasn't expected. And why did he even need to come here just because Ruzina called him? He could have turned her down. He has plenty of work to do. I force a smile and walk toward them. "That was not necessary. Was it?" I mumble, glaring at Ruzina. How can she still smile like that?"I just thought toâ" Ruzina strives to say as I walk up to her."Thought to what?" "This is so embarrassing. Why did you do this? He's my boss", I exclaim, whispering near her face.I can't say if she deliberately did that. Why would she anyway?"But he saidâ" she mutters. "That's called courtesy which he said. And we'll not do that. That's our courtesy", I shoot her a glare. Ruzina frowns at me as if she still can't digest that I'm arguing with her. As I should. I should have done that a long time ago. And now she literally crossed the limits by embarrassing me. What will Irtaza think a
"Okay. What about that?" I ask."Irtaza came there to meet them. They spend an afternoon together", he says and his reactions harden."Okay, so?" I ask even though I have already sensed what it meant. This is something different from any boss and employee relationship. I'm not judging though and I'm not even sure if there's another reason. I bet Kaif also doesn't know the exact reason. He's just assuming. "So? Zoya, can't you understand what that means", he scoffs at me. "That means Nikhat is having a lot of guests. What else?" I roll my eyes. "Stop it, yaar. Youâ``''why can't you see what I'm seeing?" He yells out of nowhere. "Because I'm not as intelligent as you. Explain to me", I scowl at him. "You can't get, Zoya? Really? Don't you know what it means? In this society, when a guy meets a girl's parents? That guy who likes her. They literally had a meeting, a conversation. Don't you know what it seriously means?" He speaks out of frustration."So!" I mumble.."So!""Yeah. So,
KaifI walk faster. As fast as I could. Through the dark alley. My head literally stops working when I put the pieces of the puzzle of that incident. I don't know why I'm getting so pissed and irritated. He just came to meet.He just came to meet. I kept ranting this to myself until I reached the resort. I feel my breathing getting ten times faster than before. I can hear my groans as I grab the grills of the gate and fum heavily. My body has heated up and I'm unable to calm down anyway. Everything was going so fine. So damn fine. Until she talked about Irtaza being there. I lost it and I didn't want to show how pissed I was, nor could I behave normally. I'm already hiding enough and this will go beyond. Anticipation builds me rapidly, no matter how much I try to console myself. "Sir, I need to close the gate", the security guard says. I glare at him for no reason and storm into the resort, walking as fast as I can.I reach my room and twist the knob. Opening it a bit, I slam the
Nikhat"Nikhat!" He whispers my name but I don't look up. I feel him holding my hand tightly and I hold the edge of the bench. Then I sense him decreasing the gap between us. He uncovers my face, lifting my hair from my cheek and tucking them behind my ear. I can feel him staring at me which makes me blush harder. "Look at me", he leans down to my ear and whispers. I squirm with his warm breath fanning my skin. As I don't respond to his words, he lifts his hand to me and slides two of his fingers across my jaw, slowly nudging my face towards him. I finally look up at him. Our eyes meet. He smiles, peering at me as if he's scanning each detail of my face. I had never been so comfortable with anyone's gaze the way I'm with him. It seems to be pure and peaceful. Most importantly, I love it. He locks his hand with mine and gets closer to my face. Enough closer which forces me to drop my gaze in shyness. "Why do you always steal your gaze from me?" He whispers. "I want you to look
NikhatIt's been a while since I've sat here in the dark alley with Kaif. It's so strange that I have never explored this alley in the last six months but today I did. With him. I'm also a bit concerned about Ruzina and Abbu being in the lodge. They might be wondering where I have been. I'm sure Ruzina is gonna make a fuss about it to abbu as she has always been doing about me. I remember those days when I couldn't be a single minute late to return from school and Ruzina used to complain to abbu, saying I had been disappearing for hours. I can't forget those dreadful days and somewhere I used to believe Ruzina is acting like all the typical mothers as she had made me believe all mothers are like that. I used to think she was strict and wanted the best for me. As I grew up, I realised it wasn't a normal thing. But then, it was too late. Abbu wouldn't believe me if I said anything against her. He used to think I had gone reckless. I never complained for years. Then why at that moment