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Words in flower bracket is {information}

Shah Mansion:-

The hall was decorated in the combination of rose gold + white. A beautiful three layered cake was being prepared for Zeba in the kitchen. Nayab enter the hall with others, there were already many guests present inside.

All of them meet each other, Nayab give a gift to Zeba which Mannat suggested according to Zeba's taste. Nayab promised Mannat that she'll take lot of snaps in the party to show her.

Zia was as always looking handsome in a tuxedo whereas Nayab was flaunting in her long frock. He approach to the group plus greet everyone except for Nayab which didn't get unnoticed by Naaz.

There was still time for cake cutting hence songs were played for the youngster's to enjoy. Tara insists Sharik to dance with her, he reluctantly agrees to it.

Naaz : Zia take Mannat on the dance floor.

Zia : Sure Mom.

Zia hold Nayab's palm and instead of taking her to the center of dance floor he take her to the middle landing of stairs. He then pull her towards him along with place his hands on her waist. Nayab wanted to know what is going on in his head as she couldn't depict a single emotion in his intense eyes.

Zia : So you got people to complain about me.

Nayab : Complain? I didn't complain to anyone.

Zia : Really? Then how did Sharik get to know that I forced you to marry me?

Nayab : (How does he know?) Actually...

Zia : Don't tell me it was slip of the tounge.

Nayab : {That dialogue irritated her} It wasn't, it was intentional. What will you do?

Zia out of the blue dip her due to which she was at the moment hanging in air as her back was facing the stairs. In short it was like if Zia remove his hand from her back she'll fall straight down.

Nayab{nervous} : (Will he push me from the stairs?)

Zia pull her back likewise resume dancing however now he bring her more close to him so that their bodies were touching each other then he murmur in her left ear.

Zia{in deep voice} : I can do a lot of things and don't you worry I'll show each one of them to you after you come here.

As soon as he finish his sentence the song ends, Nayab hurriedly detache herself from him and descend the stairs. In this hurry a glass of juice spill on her dress by a waiter passing by. Naaz who was beside the stairs come to her likewise tell her to clean her dress in Zeba's room which is located on the left side of 1st floor.

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Nomaan was on his way to the hall when he spot Zeba giggling with some staff members. He didn't know why he felt a ping in his heart when he saw Zeba smiling with those boys.

Nomaan{grab her wrist together with pull her away} : Come with me.

Zeba : Leave my hand, what's your problem?

Nomaan : What were you speaking with them?

Zeba : Oh that! I was just appreciating them normally.

Nomaan{annoyed} : Was it normal? You were laughing with them.

Zeba : O Mr Gone Case.com I was just talking, What's big deal in it?

Nomaan{cutely} : If you wanted to talk, you could have talked to me.

Zeba : Huh? Wait a second, are you worried for me?

Nomaan : Yes I'm worried because... (because why...) you are my friend.

Zeba : Right, so my friend let's cut the cake.

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Nayab climb upstairs she walk in left direction of the corridor, her steps halt on viewing two rooms.

Nayab{to herself} : Aunty didn't say which room out of two. {Glance around} No one is also here to ask which is Zeba's room. Hmm? Nayab I think it's right one.

She unlock the door along with enter in the room. It's interior was classic in grey combination, everything was in place. It looked like whoever stays here was well maintained. Nayab look around and find the washroom in the end of walk-in closet.

She clean her dress, while returning she realises that it was Zia's room as the closet was filled with his clothes. Her curiosity takes over hence she start to check in different cabinets to know anything about Zia.

Her movements stop when she see a particular watch in Zia's watch collection. She was in dilemma that was it actually...

Nayab : (This is the same watch, was it Zia? If yes then why will he pick up Suraiyya chachi's flower pot? What's so important in that pot?)

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After cake cutting was done Sharik get a call, in order to attend it he had to go out of the mansion. When he return back he notice that a boy was misbehaving with Tara/Aima. His anger touches peak when that boy try to hold their hands.

Sharik{furious} : What do you think you're doing touching my girl? {Tara was on cloud9 hearing these words}

Boy{stamper as he knew who Sharik is} : You...your.. your girl?

Sharik{angrily} : Yes my girl, you pervert.

Boy{scared} : Sorry I didn't know she was taken.

Sharik{gritting his teeth} : Leave. {To girls} When you see such people you should maintain distance, let's go home. {Tara forward her hand so that he can take her with him} What do you need? Invitation card. {He ignore Tara's hand more than that he grab Aima's wrist and take her with him out of the party}

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In the car:-

Aima : Will you slow down, I'm scared of speed. {Sharik slow down a bit including to that he punch on the steering wheel} Ahh!!!

Sharik{annoyed} : Why don't you say no to anyone?

Aima : I... you... you shouldn't have reacted that way.

Sharik : What do you want me to do? Huh? He touched you, he had no right to do that. I would have killed him if I could and haven't regretted.

Aima : But...

Sharik{angry} : Who does he think he is? Who does he think I'm to let him touch you?

Aima{calmly} : You should have brought Tara with you not me.

Sharik{confused} : What?

Aima : Tara should be here not me.

Sharik{astonished} : Did you listen what I'm telling you?

Aima{expressionless} : It doesn't matter.

Sharik{irritated} : Why do you keep her before you?

Aima : Because she deserve it.

Sharik : No she doesn't, you do.

Aima : We arrived{they reach palace} Go bring Tara she must be waiting for you.

Sharik{annoyed} : I don't take orders.

Aima : Your wish. {She get down on top of that walk inside without even looking back}

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Is love sparking between Nomaan/Zeba?

Was it actually Zia or someone is framing him?

Why is Aima behaving like this?