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"Sun raha hoon mein bolo."

Sidharth put his phone on loud speaker while looking in mirror to complete his face shaving. He has just taken shower. White towel was secure around his waist and water was driving down his hair, going down his built body that he has maintained for years

"Tumhara sewan ane ka koi irada nahi hai kya engagement ko date fix krni hai hume sidharth." His grandmother's voice reach his ears. She didn't seems mad and he honestly wouldn't have cared even if she was

"Konsi engagement?" He smirked

"Sidharth."

"I am listening ama-jaan."

"Tumhari engagement fardeen gabool ki beti ke sath."

"Agar meri engagement ki baat hai toh ap kyun decide karoge?." His tone came out rude and arrogant which he meant for it to come out. He has never shy away from displacing his feelings as it as despise who was in-front of him "Nikkah kar raha hoon mein aj." He decided to give them mini heart attack

"Kya!" He laughed "Sidharth mein tumhe bata rahi hoon-"

"Allah-hafiz. Take care."

He hanged up in middle of her talking. He doesn't even let anyone else chose clothes for him and they think he will marry girl they want him to. They think very ahead of themselves and have underestimated him. And he wouldn't have gotten married at all if it weren't for girl named Shehnaaz waseem who has awaken wave of desire in him . He wants her and only way he could have her is marriage. He's ready to give up his bachelorhood for her. He just knows she's gonna be worth it

He dreams about her often. Her raven hair spread across pillow underneath. Heavy breaths, red swollen lips and she under him, looking at him with those innocent doe eyes. Fuck. He can't wait for that dream to come true

"Suno." Zain burst into his washroom with mobile phone in his hands. Sidharth spare him glance after being disturbed

"Yeh ama-jaan call kiye jarahi hai mujhe kuch kaha hai kya tumne unko? Mera bilkul mood nahi hai ke mein unki galiya sunu." Zain winced with hands on his hips. He's also one who hears since they can't say anything to Sidharth himself and it's easy to say bullshit to Zain. One day he's gonna burst and snap back at everyone

"Ignore karo mein sambhal longa." He told his cousin who nodded and put his phone on silent immediately because soon after he knows his mother will also be calling "Should have heard her reaction on my Nikkah." Sidharth smirked at him who's eyes lit with excitement

"Damn I missed best part. Chilla rahi hongi sare logo pe ab toh bro heart attack na ajayen becahri ko." Zain tried to not laugh while Sidharth chuckled before cleaning his face with towel with eyes on mirror

"So you will take Sana there?" He asked

"Usko mein un logo se jitna hosake uthna dur rakhuga." He stated

"is that possible? Adha time toh tum sewan mein rehne wale ho." Zain folded his arms. Sidharth looked at him through mirror before turning his head

"Mein dusra ghar banwau ga uske liye. Away from them I'm considering highway wali zameen what you think?" He asked throwing mini towel aside and walked inside closet that's attached to washroom. Zain follows him behind while thinking about what he just asked

"It would be perfect." Zain nodded

"Do me a favour." Sidharth looked at Zain who nodded already waiting for him to say further "Tell me about Mustafa guy." His expressions have seriousness

"Hussain Narejo ka bhatija hai and I don't think he's any threat to your whatever this is. He's her good friend she has already lost her father don't make her lose friend also. She trusts you more than anyone so don't break her trust please." Zain told him whatever he knows. He knows Mustafa because of his background

"Shehnaaz ka number dou mujhe." He ignored what he said and asked for number instead. His face still has seriousness so Zain didn't say anything further and send her number to him

"Tell me about your murder charges?" Sidharth asked out of nowhere. Zain seems uncomfortable. Sidharth knows he hasn't spoken about to anyone not even lawyers "Did you really kill Amjad? I highly doubt that Zain." He added, Zain doesn't like violence nor he has ever been involved so when news get to Sidharth he was pretty shock

"I wasn't in right mind that night can we just drop this." He sighed

"If you want to."

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"Tumhare liye."

Mustafa slide sack of papers to Shehnaaz on table who was sitting beside him in lecture room. She glanced down at papers than at him, who passed her small smile. She knows what's this. These are lecture notes from all important lectures she has missed past weeks and he has saved these for her because even if she misses one class she feels left away behind from all students. This caring gesture of mustafa means a lot to her

"Tum khudke liye he notes nahi lete. This must have trouble you." She bites her lip while going through these detailed notes, feeling guilty for causing him so much trouble

"Trouble toh hua my fingers have been hurting but anything for you."

"Anything for youuu~" Hania cooed nudging Shehnaaz teasingly. Mustafa fight urge to blush when Hania winked at him

"Bakwas band karo." She said and realise she's using someone else's vocabulary. She never say words like theses. Blush spread across her cheeks when her mind went back to yesterday's event. Mir-sahab asked her to get married to him. To him. He also ate Maggie she made! And complimented her. Ya Allah, she can't stop thinking about it

"Ohoo blushing horahi hai dono taraf." Sanam poked her cheeks

"Mein kuch aur soch rahi thi." She told them pushing her hand away annoyingly

"Achaa beta." Hania smirked

"Jee." She faked smile

So today she will be getting Nikkahfied. She wasn't stupid enough to expect anything from him or this marriage. He wasn't doing this out of love for her even though it hurts to think but that was truth. He was doing this because she's alone and he pity her. No matter what he says. She knows. He asked marriage to be kept secret until he speak with Mr gabool about ending his engagement and than he will tell village council his decision. She also wanted this because she wants to study in peace without being centre of attention

"Mere father bata rahe the Mir shah is going to be next chief minister. How cool." Hania exclaimed. Her father is Anwar Malik who's mna in RPP political party

"Haan Shehnaaz?" Sanam asked girl. Why are they asking her? She looked as they all were waiting for her answer

"Mujhe nahi pata."

"Unki family close haina tumhare sath. His sisters even lives with you after uncle passed away also Aryaan shah ko bhut dafa dekha hai mene campus ke bahar for you." Sanam rise her eyebrow. They are childhood friends so yes they are close. Aryaan's study in same university so sometimes he waits for her but how would she know about Sidharth's political plans

"How would she know it's not like he's her husband sanam." Mustafa scoffed. Well, soon he will be her husband but that's not for them to know. Bless you mustafa

"Kash mera husband hota." Hania pouted

"Shakal dekh kar ayo phely." Mustafa snicker

"Tum apni dekho!"

"Mein kyun? Mein thori na delusion mein jake Mir shah jesa husband mang raha." He use his notebook to smack her head bringing her back to reality. She winced rubbing spot

"Shehnaaz tumara kabhi dil nahi kiya unke sath ek dou affair chalane ka?" Sanam asked "Easily krleti shakal bhi hai aur attraction bhi." She added wiggling her eye-brows

"Huh?"

Shehnaaz was in disbelief. Where do she gets these thoughts. She wouldn't dare to make move on him ever out of respect and also it doesn't fall into her personality. She's not saying it's wrong. You can persuade people you love it doesn't matter you are girl or boy but she's too shy and introvert that she would never even think about it. Plus her father would have literally been so disappointed and killed her for hitting on Mir-sahab

"Unko toh pasnad ayi hogi tum I can grantee." Hania and sanam high-fives with giggles. Her cheeks heats up and lips parted at them. Mustafa couldn't help but feel little jealousy. He has idea about how much Shehnaaz admire him and that can turn into love anytime if other person encourages

"A-ajeeb batein na karo tum dono."

"He must be thinking about you Shehnaaz~" Hania teased further. She can't get anymore red. "In ways you can't imagin-"

"Hey." Mustafa glare at them in disbelief

"Oh bhool gaye tum bhi ho yahan." Sanam smirked at his expressions "Girls talk hai yeh mustafa, hum baat mein karenge theek hai Shehnaaz." She winked at girl

"No thanks."

Shehnaaz shook her head. They are really shameless. She thought with tinted cheeks and looked at board ignoring them whispering and giggling behind. She glanced down when her phone's screen lighten up. She was getting call from some number, she frown and decline since she doesn't take calls from number she hasn't saved. She put her phone on silent and turn it upside down before giving her all attention to teacher

She packed her things when lecture was finally over and made her way out of lecture hall. Mustafa stoped her by holding her hand and he let go as soon as she stoped

"Coffee peene chale Gloria jean's pe?" He offered. He knows it's her favourite cafe and she loves their coffee

"Kal chalte hai." She smiled she has breathtaking smile

"Theek hai." He smiled back with small breath. She bid him farewell and waved at him. He did same and wonder when will he be able to confess his feelings for her. May Allah gives him courage. He prayed as she leaves

Shehnaaz is oblivious to his feelings just like she is to her Mir-sahab's feelings. She gasp when notes given by mustafa slips from her hands, making them shatter around corridor. She gives small awkward smile to people who were looking at her clumsy ass while passing. Crouching down, she picks them one by one while pushing back her hair those were falling on her face constantly

Brown boots halts in front of her. Her hand stoped as she lifted her doe eyes and gazed at person through her thick lashes. Sidharth looks at her while crouching down as well. Their eyes locked in intense eye-contact. His hand came to tuck hair behind her ear gently. She was freeze on her stop with lips parted slightly

"Mir-sahab." She whispered

"Jee shehnaaz." He smiled

His charming smile. She almost forgot to breath. She watched him as he moved to collect her notes while she was still freeze at her spot. Why was he here? She wondered. She touched her cheek where his fingers brushed when he tucked her hair. Her heart beat faster. He stands up and forward his one hand for her

"Chalo."

She doesn't have to ask where or why? Because she will go anywhere he takes her. She gives hand into his rough one and stands up. She watches him as he takes her out. How can someone be this much beautiful?. He intertwined their fingers and they fit perfectly together

"Calls nahi utha rahi mere?" His voice snapped her out of dreamland

"Apne call kiya?" She questioned

"Jee Shehnaaz mene calls kiye."

"Oh so it was your number! Mein unsaved numbers se calls nahi uthati and wo apka tha mujhe pata nahi tha sorry." She apologised

"It's alright."

He moved ahead when they reached outside and opened his car door for her. She looks at guards behind his car. Scary His security has always intimidated her but it's important for him since he gets alot of threats. Her father has mentioned that once. Caste fights are pretty normal and leaders are always targeted in those. She gets inside passenger seat meanwhile he got in driver's seat

She has never been in same car as him before and never seen him driving. God. He looks so good while driving. Hot, her eyes trail down his veiny arms and she immediately looked away with tinted cheeks. He glanced at her through his sunglasses. She looks like an angel real one. Her hair were open. He's obsessed with her raven hair. He's gonna make sure she never shorten them

"Apki family agar koi problem hui?" She breaks silence

"Meri family se horaha hai tumhara Nikkah shehnaaz?" He questioned. He's really mean. She shook her head

"Toh don't worry about them agar koi problem hui jake solve khud karen because I can marry whoever I want." He replied. So him, he's really spoiled. She wouldn't have dare to marry without her father's permission and he would have been pleased if Mir-sahab himself had asked her hand in marriage. He loved him so much just like his son

"Your career?" She saw him taking breath before taking off his glasses to meet her eyes

"Meri jaan worry about nothing mein hoon na khud dekh lunga family ko aur career ko bhi apna focus srif mujh pe rakho smjhi." His voice came out softer. He called her meri jaan. He called her meri jaan. She blush hard and was unable to say anything else so she just nodded her head

They reached his house. Which is just his, she has been here also with her father before and it's really beautiful than family one. This was in located in phase 8. She always loved how peaceful and beautiful garden of this house was. She remembers plucking roses from this same garden and once one maid stopped her so she complained to him and he asked that maid to never stop her from doing whatever she wants

Aryaan smirked at Shehnaaz who pretended she didn't see that. He was only one who use to tease her that she definitely has some feelings for Sidharth but she always refused. She was sitting in couch with him while Sidharth has gone upstairs in his room for some reasons

"Chutiya jesi harkate na karo na." Zain smacked his brother's head as he was sitting beside him "By the way pata toh mujhe bhi tha tumhe wo pasnad hai. Haina?" Zain also teased her. Aryaan looked at him in disbelief

"E-esa kuch nahi!" She got defensive

"Come on Shehnaaz mujhse jhoot bologi?" He pouted

"Kyun ap koi uske baap saman bhai lagte ho?" Aryaan butt in sarcastically. Zain glare at him annoyingly

"Zyda baat nahi kar rahe amna se complain krni paregi ke apne kutte ho lagam lagaya." Shehnaaz and Zain burst into laughter at his face and wouldn't stop which irritated Aryaan

"Haan toh ap bhi maham ke kutte ho!" He snapped

"Watch your mouth haramkhor bara bhai hoon and call her baji she's your future bhabhi." He smirked and high-five with Shehnaaz

"Fuck you." He stands up to leave living room. Soon after Sidharth came on time and bring him back by his collar while Aryaan has why am I even alive look on his face

"We need 2 witness for Nikkah. Uske baad kahen bhi jake maro I don't give fuck." Sidharth throw him on couch and he sits with folded arms