Words in brackets are (thoughts)
Words in flower bracket is {information}

The entire staff of the palace has returned as well as resumed their duties. Now Nayab was bound to not make a single mistake to get caught, currently she was getting ready as in few hours Sharik would be arriving along with Muheeb and Suraiyya.

Nayab was applying her rose lipstick when all of a sudden Mannat peep through a wall on top of that ask her "Are you ready?"

Nayab{placing a hand on her heart} : Stop doing that.

Mannat{perplexed} : What?

Nayab : Peeping through walls, try coming through doors or windows.

Mannat : What's the fun in that?

Nayab{smirking} : Then I'll refer you as ghost.

Mannat : Noooo, okay I'll use door.

Nayab : Good girl, Why did you ask me to wear a navy blue dress?

Mannat : You'll know soon.

Nayab{careful tone} : Mannat, do you love Zia?

Mannat : Yep... as a friend, our alliance was decided at young age. However I always considered him as my best friend.

Nayab : And Zia?{Mannat doesn't reply to her}

Mannat : Can you do me a favour?

Nayab : Ofcourse, what is it?

Mannat : Can you play piano for me?

Nayab : I know only basic notes of it.

Mannat : No worries, I have a tune.

Nayab : Okay.

*******

Piano room:-

Mannat : There is a paper with my tune written in that drawer.

Nayab take out the paper, settle herself infront of the piano in addition to that she begin to play it. She was playing exactly how Mannat used to play listening to which Zia who came on Ranimaa's request rush towards the piano room.

He hurriedly open the door including to that he take big strides in Nayab's direction as well as bang his hand on the piano resulting in Nayab to abruptly stop playing.

Zia : How do you know this tune?

Nayab : I..I...

Zia : I'm asking where did you get this tune, it is Mannat's and mine.

Nayab : I...

Zia{furious} : Answer me dammit.

Mannat : If you let her answer she'll answer dude. {Nayab smile listening to this}

Zia : Am I joking here?

Nayab : I found this paper in that drawer under the books.

Zia : Never play it again.

Nayab{suspicious} : Why?

Zia : Because I'm ordering you.

Nayab : And who are you to order me?

Mannat{to Nayab} : Your husband.

Zia : Your husband, wifey.

Nayab{to Mannat} : Shut up.

Zia : What did you say?

Nayab : Nothing.

Zia{look at the color of her dress} : Change your dress.

Nayab : Is there a problem in this?

Zia : Yes, it doesn't suit you.

Nayab{raise an eyebrow} : Really? Then what suits me?

Zia : Any color other than this.

Nayab : If you'll not give me a valid reason I'll not change moreover there isn't time to change. {A staff person knock on the doot}

Staff : Sir, they have arrived.

Zia : Arggg!!! Let's go.

*******

The Royal Hall:-

A well built good looking boy enter the hall with a bag on his shoulder. He hug Ranimaa as soon as he spot her, then starts to glance around for his partner in crime.

Ranimaa : Sharik my boy, congratulations.

Sharik : Thank you so much Ranimaa.

Ranimaa : Where is Muheeb/Suraiyya?

Sharik : They will be here in a min, by the way where is Mannat?

Ranimaa : She is with Zia.

Sharik{frowning} : What is he doing here?

Ranimaa : He will be your brother-in-law, you shouldn't talk like this.

Sharik : Will be, not is...

Zia : Yet, soon I will be your jiju. {Nayab was nervously walking beside Zia}

Mannat : Be confident, nervousness can get displayed on your face.

Sharik{watch the color of Nayab's dress} : Sharik 7 - Zia 6. {Nayab was confused as about what score is Sharik referring to}

Zia{rolling his eyes} : Whatever.

Sharik : Mannat won't you greet me?

Nayab : Hi! Sharik bhai. {She forward her hand for handshake, Sharik was looking at her in confusion}

Mannat : I always hug Sharik bhai whenever I meet him.

Nayab : Oh! {She reluctantly move towards Sharik who hug her}

Sharik : (Something is weird, Mannat never flinch when I hug her but today she did, why?)

Muheeb : Good Afternoon, Ranimaa.

Ranimaa : Good Afternoon, my son. How are you?

Muheeb : I'm good, I'll take rest. {He walks away ignoring Nayab as if she wasn't even in the hall}

Sharik : Don't get upset, you know how dad is. Ignore it and smile. {Nayab smile} That's my girl.

Zia{annoyed} : She is not your girl.

Mannat : Ohooo, someone is possesive.

Nayab : Shhh!!!

Sharik : She is my girl until she get married.

Zia : (She is my wife, you idiot)

Suraiyya walk in through the door holding her Gucci bag with goggles. Two staff members were holding her luggage.

Staff : Suraiyya Ma'am, where should I keep this? {It was a flower pot}

Suraiyya : Do you know The National Museum?

Staff : Yes.

Suraiyya : Place it there, then come back.

Staff : Huh?

Suraiyya{yells} : Keep it in the back garden likewise leave.

Ranimaa : Suraiyya, behave yourself.

Suraiyya : Sorry Ranimaa, they get on my nerves.

Ranimaa : (you get on my nerves)

Suraiyya : {see Nayab}You??? I mean why are you here? You know Muheeb hate seeing you when he return from a tour still you always show your face.

Sharik{irritated} : Mom!!!

Suraiyya : What? I'm telling the truth.

Nayab : I'm sorry Chachi. {Nayab leave from there to her room followed by Zia}

*******

Nayab's room:-

Zia : Don't mind Chachi's words, she is like that.

Nayab : Were they rude to Mannat too?

Zia : Sometimes yeah.

Nayab : How can you tolerate all that? If Ranimaa didn't asked me to don't answer them back I would have...

Zia : Cool down wifey, you know you look cute when you are angry.

Nayab : What's the scores about?

Zia : Long story.

Nayab : I have plenty of time.

Zia : On one of Mannat's birthday, Sharik and I both bought the same dress for Mannat however I picked peach one whereas he choose navy blue. Mannat liked both the dresses but our male ego came in the middle.

On that day we made a bet that whichever color she wear for 7 times first. The person who bought it will win and the loser should tranfer him 15% of his company shares.

Nayab : It means you lost today?

Zia : Yes, tomorrow I'll bring Zeba with me. She is eager to meet you.

Nayab : Okay. {To Mannat} You made him lose?

Mannat : Awww, Is a wife sad on her husband's loss?

Nayab : Not at all, it's just that.

Mannat : That...

Nayab : Nothing.

Mannat{grinning} : No no there is something.

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Is Sharik starting to doubt on Nayab's identity?