Hello! Here is the update guys, and it is to inform you that it is May already the month of paper making, remaking and re-remaking ;) :D so I will be getting hell busy :( in short May = less updates and late updates:/

But I hope you will like this one :)

P.S: Heer is going to get one step closer to Shehryar ;)

Happy Reading <3

CHAPTER 30: FALLEN HEAD OVER HEELS

Almost a month later........

MAHEEN'S POV

Adnan had stuffed the car with my luggage as I was about to leave for the airport in a few, sitting with Mama Baba I was enjoying Mama k hath ki yummy coffee, and Baba's comforting warm embrace as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. 

Mama's eyes were glued on the TV her new favourite show was on air and she was not ready to miss even a single scene of that.

 zahir hea Shehry was making something worth watching after all....koi mamooli bat to nai. suddenly the fan inside me spoke up.

"Rabia! I think we should move now, Maheen would get late" Baba looked at Mama who was still looking at the TV.

"Baba Jani! let her watch that...abhi to buhat time para hea, let her stay busy in that otherwise dobara se senti ho ker rona dhona start ker den gi Mama" I said to him who smiled, putting his mug back on the table.

"Mama! wesey agar ap kahen na to mein aagey ki poori kahani ap ko suna sakti hoon is drama ki" I said and she looked at my face with a frown.

"Wo kesey bhala?"

"Bus ye samajhiye k Director se thori buhat jan pehchan hea meri"

"Director se ya.....director k bhai se?" I was looking at her excited face when suddenly I felt hands over my shoulders as Adnan came at the back of my sofa and bent down, whispering into my ear and I looked at him getting a little speechless.

"Shut up Adnan!" I mouthed showing him a punch and he chuckled, standing straight he came and almost fell near me on the sofa, crashing my left side with his heavy worked out toned triceps.

"Ouuch! Get off you Macho!" I pushed him away as he purposely tried to shove into me chuckling.

"Moti!" I punched his toned abs as he teased me with his most favourite name for me and I rolled my eyes.

"Bacho! Chalo shabash utho ub werna der ho jaye gi" Baba said getting up from the sofa and I sighed deep, feeling a sudden nostalgia engulfing me and I got up as well.

"Maheen beta! you checked everything? Kuch reh na jaye" Mama asked and I smiled assuringly going near her.

"Bus ap log reh gaye hen.... pack nai ker saki" I pouted and Mama smiled caressing my cheek.

"Chalo koi bat nai wesey bhi hum logo ne to...

"Mama!" Adnan hurriedly cut her in the middle and I frowned looking at him who eyed Mama to hush up. "I think hum late ho rahe hen, chalen?" he added quickly and Mama who was looking here and there hurriedly picked up her handbag. Adjusting her hijaab she walked towards the porch leaving me with Adnan.

"Why didn't you let her finish?" I asked keeping my hands over my waist and he picked up my Abaya from the sofa.

"Chalo chup karo....ziada socho gi na to sabun (soap) jesa damagh sara ghul jaye ga" he shoved my abaya to me and I made a face. "Or phir koi shadi bhi nai karey ga tum se" he added slapping the back of my head lightly as I wore my Abaya.

"You don't worry about that....koi na koi to ker he lega" I boasted and he chuckled.

'Huhn! Mein worry na kerta na to aj Taimoor k nam ki angoothi pehen ker ja rahi hoti app" he said sarcastically.

"By the way, why did you say a no for him?" I asked narrowing my eyes as i wore my hijaab over my head, he was wearing his sneakers, he looked up at me tied up his laces and got up coming nearer.

I frowned looking at his serious expressions.

"Because I know you don't want to marry anyone else"

"What?"

"I mean ....you don't want to marry him, I know" he hurriedly corrected himself and my frown went deeper.

"Maheen! Adnan! Beta come on.... getting late" Baba called us, I was about to turn for leaving when he grabbed my arm stopping me.

"Baba! Aa rahey hen... mera joota nai mil raha" he yelled aloud and I narrowed my eyes at him who smiled and winked at me. Resting his hands over my shoulders, he looked straight into my eyes.

"Maheen! hamarey apney hum ko samajhtey hen, hum bolen ya naheen, somehow they get to know what is going inside us" he said seriously and I just looked at his face. "But its not gonna happen every time.... somethines you have to speak up, chup rehney se, na bataney se batein banti nai hen bigarr jati hen" he added and I gulped down.

slowly realising wo kia samjha raha tha mujhey.

 A soft smile spread across his face as he put down his hands from my shoulders. "So this time I spoke for you, but not everytime, okay!" he raised his finger in front of my face. "You have to promise me that you won't let go of your wishes and happiness just for the sake of some orthodox values, that don't even exist now days" he said firmly and I smiled softly, with my eyes pooling up and I looked down unable to understand how to react.

"Come on! ub senti na ho......" he chuckled as I looked up and he saw tears in my eyes, he pulled me into him and I hugged him tight.

"Thanks" I mouthed and felt him smiling over my head.

We pulled back and he searched my face. "Moti!" wiping my tears with his palms he teased me once again and I chuckled.

"Chalo ub werna Baba ne waheen se ghuma ker joota marna hea humein" he said in mock horror and together we walked out of the house into the porch.

"Maheen beta! Sab rakh liya tha na?' baba asked as Adnan drove out of the house and I jumped out of my thoughts, tears of nostalgia already pooling up in my eyes and I tired to hide them from them all.

"Ji Baba jani!" I replied.

Reaching to the airport we all got off the car and Adnan loaded my luggage in a trolley, hiring a porter for me he handed him some money and instructed him to take care of the luggage and me.... 

ah! Am not a kid, can take care of myself bro!

"kia bat hea? You are being very sweet lately...khair hea na?" I asked him with a smile as we walked inside the airport and he chuckled.

"bari ho gai hea meri behen, khayal rakhna perta hea" he said and I frowned at his reply.

"You are weird you know" I said and he winked at me. "I know"

"Oye sun!" I walked a head of him when he called me; Baba was looking at the huge screen giving flight details, while Mama's eyes were fixed on families seeing off their beloveds, watching goodbyes at the airport is always a sight.

"Hm?" I turned and looked at him.

"I saw your sketches that day..." he said casually and my eyes popped out.

"What? Adnan k bachey! You looked into my personal things?" I almost yelled taking a step back towards him and Adnan rolled his eyes. "How could you?"

"Leh! You should be happy that I saw your talent, that art, those sketches...Wow! Girl you rocked han!" he said praisingly but my mind was somewhere else...

he must have seen all of them... right? oh! I hope not.

"But you don't do this, zara bhi manners nai tum mein" I said making a face as I crossed my arms and he chuckled shaking his head.

"By the way it hurt I could not find my sketch among them" he pouted and I felt a little embarrassed inside.

"Huhn! Boothi vekhi hea apni tu ne?" I joked and he sighed dramatically.

"han bhai! ub kahan masoom se bhai ki shakal pasand aani hea tumhen...." He said sighing and I bit my inner lip to hide my smile.

"wesey Hussain ka buhat alaa tha, dikhaya usey?" he asked casually and I felt heat started creeping towards my face, suddenly in that hijab and abaya I started feeling hot.

"Chalo beta Maheen! Check in has started" Baba came near us announcing when I was standing there completely flushed not looking at all at Adnan's face.

"Ji?... ji Baba Jani!" I said gulping down and he hugged me warmly patting my head, I wrapped my arms around him, I was already missing his warmth, his love and affection. Tears once again wetting my cheeks as I pulled back and he smiled softly at me before kissing my forehead.

Hugging Mama tightly I stood there for a good couple of minutes, she sniffled as I pulled back and I wiped her tears from her face.

"Mama! don't do this...." I pouted.

"Acha chalo ub jao shabash! Late ho jao gi" she said controlling her emotions.

"Fiker not! Isey lejaye bager jahaz nai urrna aj" I heard Adnan at my back and I turned to look at him, he looked sad despite of that mischievous grin on his face. I raised my arms and snaked them around his neck, he wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me tight, pulling me a little up from the floor.

"I will miss you" I mumbled over his shoulder as he put me down on the ground.

"jaldi aaeen, terey to waheen reh janey k iradey hen na... pata hea mujhey" I heard him complaining and I chuckled, pulling back I wiped the tear away from the corner of his eyes.

"Aoon gi! Itni asaani se peecha nai chorna tumhara" I said firmly and he smiled.

I took a step backward as I waved a final good bye to them and they waved back.... With tears in my eyes I turned around and stepped into the huge hall leaving them stand there with tears in there eyes.

HEER'S POV

"Heer! try this one" Sawera looked closely at a kurta hanging in one of the hangers in a fancy shop in that lavish mall of the city, I was feeling extreme awkward being so not used to of such fancy shopping I was feeling odd here standing in the shop looking at the huge variety of dresses ranging from the prices which was already out of my range.

"Nai Sawera! Pehle he Aapa ne itne kaprey la diye thay us din, ub mazeed nai chaiye mujhe please!" I held her hand trying to stop her from taking it out and she rolled her eyes looking at me.

"What kind of a girl you are Heer!" she said making a face and I smiled lowly. "Lerkiyon ko to jitney bhi kaprey le do un ki wardrobes hamesha khali he rehti hen" she said and I giggled lightly.

"yeah! just like Navi" I heard Aapa's voice and both of us turned to look at her who was holding a beautiful heavily embellished dress in her hands. "Us ko to jitney bhi dila do, her doosrey haftey shopping puhanchi hoti hea" she added disapprovingly.

"Navi ki shopping to us ke cycles se bhi ziada fixed on date hoti hea" Sawera joked and I chuckled keeping a hand over my mouth. "Seriously, trust me us k cycles time per hon na hon, shopping her month time per honi chaiye, q Mom?" she giggled, looking at Aapa who sighed deep, showing her helplessness.

"Acha look at this one Sawera! it's so beautiful, what do you think?"Aapa showed her the dress she was holding and Sawera stepped ahead touching it.

"Wow! Mom its just perfect" she admired the bridal dress up and down, it was extremely beautiful. Something like I always dreamt of wearing on my bridal day.

Mahrukh! wo check karo.... OMG! Mahrukh! humein nai pata, ye dress chaiye

Pagal ho gai ho Heer? ye to shadi ka jora hea, ye le ker kia karo gi tum?

Oho! Shadi ka hea, humein bhi pata hea don't try to be Einstein. per Kabhi to honi hea na hamari shadi? bus humein yei chaiye

Acha theek hea tumharey Ranjhey ko yaheen le aaooon gi, woi le ker de ga tumhen ye, Abba to le ker de he chukey tumhe ye itna mehnga jorra....

Bus ek bar mil janey do Hmarey Ranjhey ko humein, sarey armaan poorey Karen ge hum. I said boasting and Mahrukh giggled.

"Heer?"

"Hm?... j.. ji?" I jumped out from the pool of my thoughts as Sawera tugged on my arm, I felt myself I little carried away with my breaths a little uneven.

"What is wrong Heer? You okay?" Aapa asked and I tried to smile, nodding my head.

'Ji hum theek hen" I smiled lowly and she smiled back patting my back.

"Mom! This is perfect bus final kijiye isey, I know ye dress usey buhat pasand aaye ga" Sawera said to Aapa.

"Soch lo ye na ho tumhari nand sahiba k mizaj na milen phir" Aapa warned her and she giggled shaking her head.

"Fiker not... final this one, Sunila would love it I know"

After shopping of almost another couple of hours we finally headed towards the car for going back home.

"Mom! Call Faizi and ask him to drop Abdullah Abdurrehman back home" Sawera asked Aapa as we sat inside the car. Apa nodded her head and took out her phone.

"Heer!" I was looking out from the window when Sawera called me and I looked at her.

"You know what, you have damn pretty eyes" For a minute she just stared my face as if searching something and said. I smiled uncertainly, not used to of getting praised normally. 

"Per aesa lagta hea jesey ye her waqt kuch dhoondti rehti hon" she frowned looking into my eyes and I looked away.

"Chalo ji! Shurro ho gaya in ka literature bahir nikalney" Aapa joked, the driver drove the car out of the premises of mall.

"oho am serious people!" Sawera popped her eyes out and I smiled at her.

"Ap sahee keh rahi hen, hamari aankhen waqai mein kisi ko dhoond rahi hen. jis din wo mil gaya aap ko zaroor bataen ge hum" I said and she rubbed her chin thinking deep.

"Heer's eyes searching for.....?" she thought for a while. "lemme guess! Raanjhey ko to nai dhoond raheen apney?' she asked excitedly and I smiled shaking my head.

"they don't exist" I said looking down at my hands in my lap and she made a sound disapprovingly.

"trust me Heer! they exist" she kept her hand over mine and I looked at her face. "Kab, kahan, kis morr per tumhen tumhara Raanjha mil jaye, who knows" she shrugged her shoulders and I just remained quiet not believing it a bit.

She was about to say something else when Aapa's phone started ringing and she looked closely at the screen.

"Lo ji! Aa gaya Ranjhey ka phone, Rehmat ka Raanjha!" she rolled her eyes and I frowned a little as she pressed a button on her screen.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" a loud, chirping voice came out of the speakers.

'Walaikum Assalam! Kidher ghayab ho? I called you twice" Aapa asked, I leaned back in the seat and rested my head back closing my eyes.

"Rehmat wasn't feeling well Aapa!"

"Oho! Allah khair karey what happened to your princess?"

"pata nai Aapa! Mager do din se char packet pamper khatam ker chuki hea" I heard the man saying in a disgusted tone. "tatti kerney per utha rakhi hea muhterma ne aj kal" he said and I smiled hearing that. Sawera chuckled as well.

"Oho you better consult some doctor Shehry! this is not good" Aapa said.

"And please stop saying all this tatti tatti thing" Aapa made a disgusted face and Sawera kept her hand over her mouth as she chuckled.

"Oho to Tatti ko poty kehney se us mein se gulaab ki khushboo aaney lagti hea kia?" he asked sarcastically and both of us laughed while Aapa sighed shaking her head.

"Okay leave it.... you go and see some doctor"

"Yeah I had already, tab se he kuch comma laga hea potiyon mein in ki, Khuda khaber full stop kab lagey ga" the man sighed loud.

"Acha tell me you are coming on Monday, right?" Aapa asked

"Yes I think the protest is ending, may be we can continue our work from Monday, yei bataney k liye call ki thi ap ko." he said seriously and Aapa nodded her head.

"Theek, then will see you on set. Or Rehmat ka khayal rakhna, ye kehney ki to mujhe zaroorat hea nai, tum pehley he aadhey hue parey ho us k liye" Aapa said and the man laughed, his voice had something grabbing my attention.

Suddenly a child's crying was heard from the speakers and I looked at that at once, I don't know why my heart started beating fast.

"Oooo okay okay! Daddy coming princess! Do minute" he yelled loud I just stared at the phone with a frown spread across my face

 aesa q laga k pehley sun chuki hoon ye awaz....dil ajeeb sa bechain ho gaya tha, sansein tez or dherkanein jesey machal rahi theen seeney k ander.

"Aaap! Chaliye I got to go, Remat bula rahi hea" he said and they hung up, leaving me restless.

"Ye Shehry tha na Mom!" Sawera asked.

"han... director sahab thy, aj kal apni beti ki potiyan saaf kerney k ilawa inka koi doosra kam nai, protest ka bhi sab se ziada faida inhi ko hua he got enough time with his daughter" She told Sawera shaking her head disapprovingly.

"Aww he must be an adorable father Mom!" Sawera said smiling.

"Adorable is no word for this man Sawera! Tumhen dekhna chaiye jis deewangi k sath ye shakhs apni bachi ki care kerrta hea, at home, on set, in shopping everywhere...he is crazy about Rehmat" Tahira aapa said and I just sat there silently admiring this father.

"Rehmat?... what a beautiful name Mom!" Sawera said and Aapa smiled nodding her head.

Rehmat.... Mager sari betiyan kahan rehmat hoti hen, meri bachi to zehmat thi us k baap k liye.

Ye bhi baap hea...itni muhabbat kerney wala baap. Jaan nichawar kerney wala baap.... 

Q Emaan ki qismat mein aesa baap nai likha tu ne Allah! q meri Emaan ki qismat tu ne mere he jesey bana dali?

Slowly I brushed the tear away from my cheek and started looking out of the window trying hard to hide my tears from them two. I slowly shut my eyes and leaned in the back.... dying inside in pain.

"Mom! You were talking about him that day, right? Wo babysitting k liye"

"Hm... I have talked to him about this but he is not willing to hire a babysitter for his daughter, though this is the only possible way to sort the mess in his life"

"So why don't you ask Heer to work for him once I will be gone" I heard them talking.

"I have thought the same, mager ziddi insaan maney tab na.... wesey bat karoon gi, Heer mere samney ki bachi hea, I know her well, koi bharosey ka to masla hea nai" Aapa said.

"Q Heer?" Aapa Asked and i stayed quiet.

"So gai lagta hea" I heard Sawera saying, as she looked at my face I think, I didn't open my eyes I wasn't in the form to talk about any such thing at the moment.

"I will talk to him once again, maan he jaye kia pata" Aapa said and Sawera remained quiet.

SHEHRY'S POV

"Na ker yar tu to pehley he kameena hea ooper se bandi bhi chaloo mili hea tujhe" I chuckled over the phone as I talked to Asim who was cracking some vulgar joke at the moment. 

Betey ka baap ban gaya hea mager herkatein woi... nai sudhrey ga Sala!

"I know, khair tujh per chala gaya to ek number ka kameena ho ga, so I hope beta Maleeha per he jaye" I said and heard him laughing heartedly.

"Nam kia rakha?" I asked as I parked my car in front of the studio and looked at Rehmat who was playing with her own hands waving in air in a funny way a smile spread across my face. Pulling the hand break I stayed on my seat.

"Ahan! Ayaan... nice name" I said.

"Chal hopefully jaldi chaker lage Bhalwal ka then definitely will meet you all" I said and after a couple of minutes we hung up. Putting my phone in the pocket I put on my shades and got out of the car. I opened the back trunk and took out her stroller, dragging it to the front I opened Rehmat's door and picked her up in my arms.

Shutting the door with my foot I locked the car and was about to put her in the stroller when I found my shirt grabbed in her little hands firmly and I smiled looking down at that.

"oye chad ni kuriye! Q chiter perwaney per tuli hea menu?" I made a face down at her and she smiled as if she understands me.

"Chalo shabash! Lie down you little naughty thing, and let Shehry do some work otherwise wo Apa ji hen na, kam se nikal den gi. phir dono footpath per aa jayen ge" I talked to her as she laid down in the stroller and I started pulling it towards the studio.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" I greeted aloud as always and heard almost everyone replying back apparently busy in work.

"First time in the history, Pakistani media is witnessing this miracle" I heard our production supervisor at my back and I turned my head finding Hamza clapping his hands.

Saley! Q tanz k teer mar traha hea? wesey he bol de jo bakwas kerni hea tujhey

"Poory cast and crew k set per puhanchney k bad he janab Director sahab tashreef latey hen....." he came near me and I bit my lip hiding my grin, he snaked his arm around my neck. "Lets do this, from tomorrow we all will come at your place for shoot, what say?" he asked sarcastically and I rubbed my chin thinking.

"Awesome idea Hamza bhai! itna creative damagh bus ap ka he ho sakta hea" I said smiling sweetly and he rolled his eyes stretching his arm back shaking his head disapprovingly. "isi creativity ne urra di hen zulfen ap ki, hea na?" I looked at his shinning bald scalp and he pointed his finger at me.

"Balon ka mazak nai Shehry!" he threaten me and I chuckled.

"JO hea he nai us ka kia mazak bhala Hamza Bhai!" I said innocently. "Q Rehmat? Daddy is right, yeah?" I looked down at her who was excitedly looking at the colourful toys hanging up at the brim of her stroller.

"Yar Shehry! meri maan bhai! or is k liye koi maa dhoond la tu" he literally clasped his hands in front of me and I rolled my eyes.

 sach mein damagh kharab ho gaya tha mera, pichley hafton se yei jumla sun sun ker, kaan pakk gaye thy merey.

"Why don't you start a business of providing good quality of mothers? So that, kuch hamara bhi bhala ho jaye" I asked and he sighed in frustration.

"yar koi isey samjhaye....." he practically shouted so loud that the crew members left their work and looked towards us. He barged into the set and I chuckled standing there.

"Shehry! for heaven's sake don't bring her here in the studio" Aapa marched towards me as she saw me with Rehmat yet again.

Lo ji! Inhi ki kami thi bus..... Chalo Rehmat beta! tayyar ho jao. 

Thori rui (cotton) kal se tumharey kano mein thoons ker laoon ga.

"it is not good for such a little baby beta! ek do maheeney ki bachi hea or tum usey roz studio le aatey ho" she scolded me as always and I scratched the back of my neck.

"Aapa! I can not leave her back at home, kia karoon I have no other way out" I made a face.

"I have" she said crossing her arms over her torso and I narrowed my eyes. "Mager tum mano tab na" she made a face.

"all this would have been much easier if she had a mother' she explained and I rolled my eyes.

"Khuda k liye Aapa! Stop repeating that FM of yours" I said as I started moving towards the set and she walked with me.

"FM?"

"yeah! this shadi wala radio channel of yours" I explained. "jo muhey dekhtey he chaloo ho jata hea ap ka" I added disapprovingly.

We reached to our van and I saw my manager already standing there giving some instruction to the spot boy.

"Good morning Sir!" he smiled literally saluting his hand up to his forehead and I smiled back greeting him.

"Haris! Bring the script and ask the lighting team to come here down on the set, I have to brief them before starting today's scene' I ordered him and he nodding his head left the place.

"And what about her?" Aapa was still struck on Rehmat and I picked her up from the stroller.

"What?" I looked at Aapa. "Nothing about her.... aakhir ek director ki beti hea isey bhi yei kerna hea barey ho ker, abhi se seekhey gi na" I said and handed her into Aapa's arms who kissed her cheek softly.

"Your Daddy is pathetic okay!" she said to her and I chuckled. "In ka ooper wala portion khali hea" She added.

Bending down I took out her baby bag from the under portion of her stroller and took out her pacifier and a colourful toy with beads inside it so that when she cries on no purpose I can jiggle it up in front of her diverting her attention.

"Two minutes baby" I excused, and left Aapa who was holding Rehmat in her arms and stepped up into my van. 

Taking out the baby carrier from the cupboard I came down and tied it up around my waist, clasping the belt firmly over my shoulders I extended my hands towards Aapa. Who was staring at me, watching closely at what I was busy in.

"What?" I frowned and she sighed.

"Shehry! tum sab kuch nai ker skatey beta! Stop struggling with all this"

"Oho Apa! And you stop worrying about all this, please" I assured her holding her shoulders and took Rehmat from her.

Putting her cautiously into the belt I tied up the last strap and looked down at her face which was facing me up now, she looked adorable just like a kangaroo baby hanging in the pouch.

"Now you! Behave yourself and act like a good baby, okay" I bent my face down and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Chaliye lets get set to work" I looked up at her who was looking at my face speechlessly.

"Stop staring me as if I am your old age crush or something" I said mischievously and she said nothing just sighed a little.

"Shehry! you have fallen all mad over this kid" she said in amazement or disgust I couldn't get.

"yeah! I Know, I have fallen all head over heels for her... Kia karoon ye hea he itni piyari, And now she has literally become the blessing in my life. Can't help but falling for her every time I look down at her Tahira Aapa!" I confessed honestly, looking at her face.

"kab tak karo ye sab Shehry?" she asked and I started walking towards the set along with her.

"I dunno, at least jab tak ye khud kuch kerney k qabil nai ho jati" I said looking at her.

"Why don't you hire a baby sitter for her?'

I halted near the camera and looked at her who was looking back at me with concern. "I don't trust anyone Aapa!" I said slowly and she remained quiet. I looked away and peeped through the camera lens, trying to end the so many times already debated upon topic.

"Come on people enough gossips, I guess set your bums on work now" I announced aloud as the spot boy brought the mike and handed it to me.

"Yar! is di ki lor hea gi? Sadi awaz te wesey he bari damdaar hea" I flaunted in Punjabi patting over his shoulder and he smiled keeping the mike near my chair he left.

I instructed few extra things to the lighting team and the scene started, Aapa took her seat thank fully and we got busy in the shoot.

It was true now days all the time I just think and ponder over her, Rehmat was the only concern I felt I had.... And all this was definitely affecting my work but I couldn't help it, she needed my attention my love the care she deserved and I was not ready to compromise over that at all.

HUSSAIN'S POV

"Mmm they are just love Mahrukh!" dipping a morsel of poori into the curry of grams and potato I tasted the yummy breakfast and licked my fingers before showing her a thumbs up, tucking her hair at the back of her ear she smiled and looked back at the halwa cooking over the stove.

"Why are you not making the rest?" I looked at the dough.

"Am waiting for the special guest of yours, that's why" she said meaningfully and I smiled.

"Don't you think you are getting late for the airport Hussain!" she asked remembering and I shrugged my shoulders as I jumped up sitting on the marble slab.

"Airport? Why airport?" I asked frowning as I picked up an apple from the fruit basket.

"Ap ne shaid kisi ko receive kerney jana tha Mr. Hussain Asif!" he said rolling her eyes keeping the hand over her waist and I narrowed my eyes taking a bite from the apple.

"Kis ko?"

"Meri bhabi ko" she said and I jumped down from the slab.

"Really? kab paida hua tumhara ye bhai?' I acted oblivious enjoying her irritation.

"Paida to bari der ka hua wa hea mujhe bus abhi mila hea' she said ruffling my hair and I smiled.

"Cho chweet" I pinched her cheek and she slapped on my hand jerking it off, a cute blush was creeping on her cheeks.

"Now go" she pushed me out of the kitchen when I was about to sit back on the slab and I chuckled.

"Arey bhai! kia ho raha hea?' Waqas was about to enter in the kitchen when I bumped into him still chuckling.

"Abhi to kuch nai hua, han abhi ho ga" I said smirking and he shot me a look, Mahrukh went back to the stove and Waqas at once grabbed my collars making my eyes popped out.

"Kia kameengi ho rai thi ander?"he narrowed his eyes as I smiled meaningfully just to irritate him a little.

"Kaha to.... Abhi kuch nai hua abhi ho ga jab mein chala jaoon ga" I smirked and he left my collars at once.

"Where are you going?'

"Apni honey wali bhabi ki honey wali bhabi ko leney" I patted his cheek playfully and he made a weird face as if didn't get what I said.

"Hussain! You will get late" I heard Mahrukh's voice from the back and sighed rolling my eyes.

"Mujh se ziada jaldi to tumhen hea Mahrukh!" I yelled back. "Ya kaheen mujhe jaldi jaldi ghar se nikalney ka to plan nai hea tum dono ka?" I asked Waqas, who slapped my face at once and I kept a hand over my cheek in shock.

"What the fuck was that for?"

"Apni pak daman, masoom, pakeeza bhabi per shak kerta hea..?" Waqas yelled out all dramatically and I rolled my eyes.

"Harami insaan! Us per nai tujh per shak hea mujhey, baley Shak kia mujhey to yaqeen hea terey vulgar iradon per." I said firmly and he chuckled at once.

"Chal ja phir, jab pata he hea tujhe apney bhai ka...to moo kia dekh raha hea? Dafa ho jaldi yahan se" He practically turned me and kicked in my bums.

Ufff tobah! Kia desperate banda hea qasam se.

Before leaving I held his collar in one hand as he was about to enter in the kitchen and he looked at me frustrated.

"Avoid growing a flower at my back" I warned him and he mouthed back my sentence not getting it.

"Abey saley! Matlab Koi gul na khila deen merey peechey" I explained and he raised his eye brow. "Apna Kitchen romance apney ander rakheen, abhi to mangni mein bhi hafta hea" I added with a smug on my face and despite the blush on his cheek he raised his hand to slap me again when I hurriedly ran out of his grip.

Going into my room I changed quickly into a grey shirt and black jeans, with black leather jacket to keep myself warm from the terrible weather outside. Wearing my sneaker I looked into the mirror.

"Here I come Ms writer!" I winked at myself before Emptying my perfume over myself, picking up the car keys I marched out of the room.

"Ahem Ahem!" I cleared my throat as I halted at the kitchen door, I knocked on the door already wide open keeping my eyes lowered to the floor purposely.

"Abey kia hea Saley! Tu gaya nai?" Waqas yelled and I looked up chuckling, Mahrukh was sitting on the slab near the hover and Waqas was standing there leaning with the slab near her.

'Wo kia hea na, I thought to warn you two for one last time' I said seriously and Waqas rolled his eyes while Mahrukh frowned.

"Warn? For what?" she asked innocently.

"Wo actually the apartment owner had fixed cameras here...." I said smirking and Mahrukh's face went all red while Waqas bent down to take out his jutti I guess.

"Okay have fun" I yelled aloud as I ran out of his jutti reach and dashed out of the apartment before Waqas could get the shitt out of me.

Rubbing my hands together, I walked towards my car... constant puffs of stem coming out from my mouth as I shivered in the extreme cold weather, getting into the car I switched the engine on and the heater slowly soothed my cold, numb body.

"Chaliye Maheen sahiba! Get ready for the first half of the surprise" I smiled to myself as I turned on the music and drove my car off, with my heart thumping inside my chest, wanting to reach to the airport in no time, dying to look at that one person for whom it has fallen all head over heels.

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