Tose naina laagay piya saavre....

Nahin bus main ab ye jiya saavre....

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She was bored sitting in a room. She felt caged. She was the type of woman who was always busy, super busy and now she apparently had nothing to do even though she was an empress of a big business.
She was also missing her father dearly but right now she was still upset with him and didn't feel like talking to him.
It was all going take time.

"Why aren't you attending uncle's phone calls?" She was busy scrolling on her cellphone when he entered her room and asked.

"What's the urgency?" She shrugged her shoulders.

"Dont drag it all ayirah. Cherish the authentic relations that you have in your life before they are gone."
Taking a seat next to her bed he said softly and she smiled.

"Haan sahi bola tha lareb ne, kam boltay ho per piara boltay ho."
She said looking at him.

"Please unse baat karen, he is missing you." Averting his gaze he said.

"Huh miss? Beemari ka bahana bana kar blackmail kardia, jaan churali mujh jesi apahij beti se. Ab karen mauj, holidays manayen America main. Miss kisliye kar rahe hain mujhe?"
Her voice held sharpness. She was deeply hurt.

"Aap khud kay liye aisa kiun Bolti hain?" Taking a deep  breath he questioned looking into her eyes and she had instantly looked away.

"Tumhari ankhain bohat haseen hain, aik yahi chez hai tumhari  jo mujhe pasand hai. Islye ziada meri taraf dekha mat karo."
Changing the topic she said truthfully. She did not wanted to lose herself in his eyes.

"Theek hai, main chalta hoon lekin please talk to your father."
Standing up he said.

"Ruko, aik kaam kardo mera kiunke apki ama jan ko mere helpers nahin pasand."
Holding onto his wrist she stopped him and said and his steps halted right there. Taking his hand out of her grip he looked at her.

"Ye iss cream ki massage karni hai. Kardogay?" she asked showing him the cream bottle the Dr had provided her with.

Her therapist would come regularly  but hadent come today,  it was okay to miss a day or two of therapy but she wanted to test  him.
She wanted to  test his patience. She wanted to see for how long could he pull back? For how long could he ignore her?
She herself didn't know why but she felt like playing with fire today even though he was just fulfilling what she had asked for but she never realised being a man he will be this firm? That it was nearly a month and he hadent seen his own wife in a wrong way or was he not over his ex yet? She wanted to see to what extent he could go?

"Lareb ko bolta hoon." He said moving towards the door.

"Mene ussay nahi tumse Shadi ki thi. Tumhari zimedari hoon main. Lareb ko ain ko bhi dekhna hota hai, Sara wakt wo mere kaam nahi karsakti or agar itni hi problem hai to torr do mere baap se kiya hua waada."
Her words had halted his moving steps. Taking a deep breath he moved back to her.

"I, I will do it. Cream den."
Forwarding his hand in front of her he said and smiling slyly she gave the massage ointment in his hands.
Reading through  the instructions creases were forming on his forehead and she was observing his expressions.

"Parhliya hai to ab laga bhi den cream."
She said and clearing his throat he looked at her as if gesturing her that he was ready.

Cocking her brow up in a challenging state she pulled away the blanket from her legs and smiled  while his face stood expressionless.
She was clad in pyjama shorts. Her long legs all waxed and smooth. 
Biting her inner cheek she held back her laugh and looked over at him who had averted his eyes else where.

"Start already, we do not have all day."
He came out of his mingled thoughts on her words.

"Hmm. " Clearing his throat he opened the ointment bottle and took out an adequate amount of the lotion from it. 
He slowly started applying it on her long legs and a shiver ran down her spine on his touch.  It had been long since she felt any sensations in her body. She gulped hard. Her eyes focused on his face and eyes. His face was still and eyes on the cupboard ahead.

His hands were slowly moving in a circular motion providing her relief and calm.

"Alittle on the thigh please." Suppressing her moans she said and at this he looked at her.

"I have to go, I am in alittle hurry." He voiced out.
This all was getting on his nerves now.

"Just alittle yashab Harris."
Glaring into  his eyes she held his hand in hers and placed it on her thigh. She was wanting to go all boundless tonight.

"Ap kar kiya rahi hain? Karna kiya chahti hain?" Pulling back he nearly roared like a lion. His eyes burning with anger. She was shook. This avatar of his was new. He was always calm unlike now.

"Kehna kiya chah rahay ho tum?" She asked looking at him. She felt embarrassed and humiliated at his tone.

"Kal se apki helper ajayegi, apke pas rahegi." Sighing he rubbed his forehead and stated calmly this time.

"Meri baat ka jawab do." Seeing him get off track she asked.

"Ami ki fikar mat karna or please na hi unse behas karna. I will deal with her."
Ignoring her completely he stated and walked out the next instant leaving her fuming  with anger.

"Fuck!" Screaming she held the ointment bottle in her hand and threw it at the closed door with all her might.

He felt different, extremely different to the yashab she once knew!

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(Past)

After Getting ready for the meeting she had called jamal.

"Hey beautiful, go and kill it!" He said smiling through the video call.

"Thank you Jay! I just needed this from you." Blowing him a flying kiss she stated.

"Love ya..."
Gesturing as if he had caught the kiss he said and smiling she disconnected the call and giving last touch ups to her makeup she headed out.

Reaching the designated hotel for the meeting she met with her team of associates that had to join her today. 

"Is anyone yashab Harris here? My dad said he will be joining me."
She asked the lot after introducing herself to them.

"Assalam o alaikum everyone, sorry I got alittle late. Yashab Harris. "
She heard the soothing voice she had heard just yesterday and she turned to see the exact man standing there smiling professionally.
Her eye's shot upto his mesmerising ones and she smiled.

"Hmm, so the world is small." Coming closer to him she said.

"Oh yes it is. You must be ayirah hadeed?" He smiled.

"Yes and now it feels even more nicer to meet you Mr Harris. "
Stepping towards the board room she stated grinning ear to ear.

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The meeting had been a success and yes yashab's French had been a great help. She had locked the deal and was very glad that her dreams were coming true. Their company  was buying a franchise of a French boutique hotel and opening it up in Pakistan and today she had succeeded.

"Baba I did it. I can't believe this all actually happened."
She smiled ear to ear and yes her father was even more proud of his daughter.

"So it's a party on your arrival." He smiled and she nodded.

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"You were of great help again yashab. " Walking towards her uber she had said to him.

"I am glad and will be alot more happier if I can be of more help."
He smiled professionally and she noticed when he smiled his eyes held another feel, another vibe, another color...

"How about a Paris tour tomorrow ? " Dont know why but she had asked.

"Ah, might be alittle difficult." He tried to excuse.

"Please I really want to explore around but the language barrier, argh!"
She pleaded.

"Okay but after 12?" He finally gave in.

"Sure.... thanks yashab. You really are a saviour.... " She said enthusiastically forwarding her hands for him to shake.

And Nodding curtly he shook his hand with hers. Exchanging phone numbers he had opened the door of her uber like a gentleman and waving she left to her destination.

His enchanting eyes had followed her cab until it had disappeared out of sight.
Looking towards the sky where thunder was grumbling he started walking towards his hotel. Midway it had started pouring but unbothered he pulled on his hoodie and securing his hand in the pockets he kept walking soaking in rain. By reaching his hotel room he had caught cold. The sneezing had started...

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Next morning ayirah had called yashab atleast 8 times continuously but he was not attending the call and this was making  her really frustrated. She had to go out. She had only one day and she did not wanted it to go to a waste. She wanted to atleast see louvre and eifel tower and eat some local cuisines but the guy she had  in her mind made a friend had just bailed on her.

"Argh! " Giving up she thought of trying one last time and finally to her surprise he had picked up the call unexpectedly.

"Hello!" In came his husky morning voice.

"Yashab?" She confirmed.

"Yes, and who is that?" He asked and she sighed.

"Do you have some short term memory loss?" She teased.

Excuse me?" He still sounded clueless.

"Hey its me ayirah, ayirah hadeed. Yaad aya kuch?"

"Oh yeah, sorry, I forgot to save your number last night I guess. " came his voice.

"So if you do remember me, do you remember we had to take a tour today together?"
She reminded him.

"Yeah but I caught cold and I, ah...achoo!" He sneezed and she had got it that it was not his morning voice but it was his sick voice.

"Oh I see. Ahmm, okay tell me your hotels name, I will come to meet you there."
She quickly said over the call and he rubbed his forehead. She was a pure "chipku". She was not getting the clue that he was try to ignore her.
Only If she wasn't the daughter of her boss.

"No please dont bother. I will see you at the louvre in an hour. Meet me there."
Having no other option he said.

"Yay! Thanks a bunch. And yes have some anti allergic so you can get better."
Instructing him she said and disconnected the call and rushed to get ready.

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"Paris is beautiful, haina na?" She asked taking a stroll with him.

"Yes." In came his one word reply.

"Its dreamy... abhi to aik din hai mere pas yahan per lekin main honeymoon per yaheen aungi. Jay kay sath Sara France ghoomungi. "
She further added and he looked at her this time. Her face held many colours. Beautiful colours.

"I got engaged two days back." Showing him her engagement ring she told him with happiness.

"Congrats. " He had said smiling alittle.

"Jay and I have been together since our childhood. Meri phupo ka beta hai na. And we have been in love since  two years. He is amazing, always giving me priority over anything else."
Smiling she told him. She was a very lively and open girl. Always talking about anything and everything.

"Jay as in jamal hadiq?" He asked looking at her.

"Yeah,.do you know him?" She asked enthusiastically.

"Of course he is uncle hadeeds nephew. " shrugging his shoulders he replied.

"He is amazing right?" She asked.  The girl looked madly in love.

"Yeah. " He nodded.

"Is there anyone in your life ?" This time she asked.

"No."

"Hey, a handsome man like you and single? Wow?" She was shocked.

"I often get  that." He chuckled.

"Hmm to janab apni wajahat se itne ghafil bhi nahin." She teased and he chuckled.

"Ap to urdu shairi per hi agayeen." He smiled.

"Hmm... tumhe dekh kar koi bhi shairi karle. Mene kahan abhi kuch kaha?"
She said, her focus on his eyes which held a Ting of red today as he had flu.

"Hmm, so being in love and engaged you still are flirting with me miss hadeed?"
Carrying a naughty tone he teased and at this she laughed hard.

"I am already taken and madly in love but I am an artist, I can't keep shut seeing someone or something so beautiful. I just have to praise it."
She said truthfully still laughing. Her laugh, her smile was beautiful...

"Apki ye adaa Mr jay ko pasand nahi ayegi." He teased again.

"Na aye to na aye. Parwah nahin..." She carelessly shrugged her shoulders.

"Wese tumhari ankhain bohat haseen hain. I would like to paint them one day."
She had further added.

"Shukriya... " He smiled.

"Paint karne dogay?" She questioned.

"Hmm, dekhenge..." This time he shrugged his shoulders ubothered.

They both entered a famous patisserie.
They had some good lunch and coffee there and then had proceeded to go sightseeing again.

She had made him take countless pictures of hers while he had not allowed her to snap any picture of his. He was a introvert.
By the end of the day they had made good memories together. She had had the best time of her life.
Next day was their flight back home and she was excited to meet her father and Mr Jay!

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( Present )

The next day her personal help had arrived as per yashab's promise but her mother in laws mood was foul. God knows what was wrong with that lady. The whole day ayirah had ignored that old lady's rants but when yashab Harris had reached home she had started  screaming again and having had enough ayirah came out of her room on her electric wheelchair.

"Apko kiya masla hai uski help se." Yashab groaned.

"Mene socha tha bahu ayegi, ghar kay kam main madad karegi per ye to khud kay kam nahi karsakti. " His mother spat venom.

"To apne bete ko mana karteen kay na laye mujh jesi yahan. Aur agar ap chahen to meri sab maids kam karsakti hain per pata nahi apko kiya ego kay masail hain."
Ayirah had blurted out before yashab could say a word.

"Apnay paiso ka Rob humper na daalna." The lady screamed back.

"Apko mere sath masla kiya hai? Chahti kiya hain ap?" Ayirah confronted.

"Bohat kuch chahti hoon, aik pota ya poti to zaroor chahti hoon. I wonder if you can even provide me with a grandchild or not, considering your condition. "
That lady had purposely gone that far just to belittle her again and her words had lighted fire inside ayirah.

"Mom, limits please, apka lihaz kar raha hoon main..." Yashab warned...

"What? I do want a grandson and her paralyses can be a hurdle." She mocked again.

"Your son was previously married for I guess 9 months to your niece then why didn't your niece get pregnant? question his ability not mine.
And he brought me here, I was not dying to marry him."
Spitting venom  just like that old lady she turned in haste to leave rolling her wheel chair when her eyes met his thunderous ones and taking a deep breath she lowered her eyes and left. Though her insides did shake seeing his hurt torn, deep eyes.

"Sunliya? Kiya bolker gai hain apki Mrs? Khush hue?" His mother taunted him.

"Khush to ap hui hongee. Hojayen khush..." saying this he left the house which was feeling like a living hell because of two ladies and their awful tongues.
They had just ripped him apart. Both of them had gone too far.

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Coming inside her room she shut the door and took a deep breath trying to calm down her nerves. She had gone too far. It was all unintentional.  That lady had provoked her to spill venom. His thunderous eyes were haunting her now.

She felt guilty.,she felt bad.  She had stooped too low...
An ugly fight between the ladies had belittled a man...

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Hey guys chap 3...a very long one is up!!!!

Ending kafi ugly hui na???
Ayirah is regretting though...
And what is his mother even upto????any ideas?

Chalen mere sab purane readers khush hojayen kiunke meri sab books ki achi saso ko navarre legate the na ab mil gai ayirah ko aik buri saas, ab khush???
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