"Bhabhii!!" Hazal shreiked as she saw Samar enter the house with her Faiz bhai.

She immediately went towards her and hugged her tightly.
"Bhabhi yaar itny dyr apko nhi jana chahiye...hum sbh apko itna miss krty hain" she pouted and Samar laughed at the cuteness the girl standing in front of her was.

"Maaf krdo mujhy Hazi agy sy promise kbhi itny dyr ky lie nhi jaun gy" the brown eyed beauty responded.

Samar had gone to meet her family in Sialkot which was quite far from Islamabad.

"Hum log to phir bhi reh lety Samar Api lekin Faiz bhai ny pagal ho jana tha aghr aap ek aur din ruk jatin to" she whispered in Samar's ear as they both chuckeled.

Faizaan playfully glared at Hazal and she just gave him a toothy smile.

"A gy meri bacchy" Rashida esclaimed as she saw her daughter in law standing with Hazal.
" jee ammi" the both hugged and then sat on the sofa.

" Main chai bna k layi....phir bhet k baat krty hain" Hazal suggested and went towards the kitchen.

as she was adding the elaichy in the tea Hazal felt her dupatta being pulled and then looked behind her to only find Ayaan crawling towards her.
"aryy Ayaan...." she went towards him and and picked him up.

"Salma api yeh chai dekhna aap do second main abhi ayi" she told Salma who was washing a few dishes in the sink.

" a'mi" Ayaan gained her attention.
"aap kisky saath aye baby...apki phupo to so rhy hotyn hai is waqt" she questioned the almost asleep boy resting on her hip.

Ayaan started playing with Hazal's hair and kept his head on her shoulder while a big yawn escaped past his lips.

"Assalam o Alaikum abbu" she greeted her father when she saw him going towards his study.
"W/salam Beta" he patted her head and pulled Ayaan's cheek who whined in return.

they both laughed and Hazal asked him if he'd like any tea.

she then went towards the living room to see who had brought her little munchkin and just as she took the first step she knew who it was.

How could she not recognize that scent.
The masculine and musky scent that had her sneaking in someone's room multiple times.

His back facing her as he talked to Saad about something regarding a shipping.
she stepped ahead and tried handing Ayaan to Samar but the boy started wailing, demanding to be in his mother's arms.

" Ayaan, meri jaan bss do second main ayi...aap mere acchy bacchy ho na.." she tried reasoning but all in vain as he pursued his lips and looked at her with big brown eyes shining beacuse of the tears.

"Ayaan" she heard a very rough voice in which the hardness and the comand was clearly heard.
The baby looked at him and made a sad face...then immediately crawled towards his father and opened his arms for him.

Jalal opened his shawl and settled him in his lap, wrapping the shawl securely around the toddler, providing him heat in the cold northern wheather.

Hazal mentally awwed at the scene and rushed to get the tea.

she came back with the tea pot and placed it on the table in the middle.
Hazal filled the cups and handed them to everyone.

She came towards the other side and filled the cup again and as she was about to pour the sugar she heard a " sirf ek chamach".

Hazal picked the cup and walked towards him.
"janti hun" she whispered and turned pink when his lips quirked up.

she picked Ayaan up from his lap, scared that any movement might cause the hot tea to fall on the baby's sensitive skin.

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An hour later everyone was still talking and discussing about anything and everything.

Everyone heard the doorbell ring and Saad asked a househelper to open it.

"Mehek? Fahad?" Rashida questioned and looked at her niece and nephew.
"Assalam o Alaikum khala" they both greeted everyone and sat on the sofa.

"Tum dono yahan kaisy? Amna to mujhy kuch nhi btaya" Rashida asked them.
As everyone started speaking again Hazal noticed how Mehek kept looking at Jalal, and then sat beside him.

"oh...hi Ahad.." Mehek smiled creepily at Ayaan who, scared, crawled towards his mother who picked him up and placed him on his lap and handed him a biscuit to munch on.

"Wese uska naam Ayaan hai" Rameez spoke from the other couch and bursted in a fit of laughters while everyone tried controlling their own.

Hazal felt bad for laughing after seeing her embaressed face but that faded away as soon as she saw her trying to touch Jalal....who was clearly looking very uncomfortable.

"Hazal" He called and Hazal looked at him startled, being caught off guard.
"jee?" she responded shyly as everyone's attention was on them.

" Ayaan ko yahan ly k ana" he requested and she frowend at his strange behaviour.

'idhr hi to hai Ayaan...khud a k lyn ly mujhy kiun bol rhy hain' she scowled but nonetheless nodded.

"Aap Hazal ki seat py bhet jayen " Jalal told Mehek and tilted his head toward the spot where Hazal had just gotten up from.

Mehek nodded her head and moved away.
Jalal pulled Hazal's arm so she'd land on the spot next to him and sat comfortably while muttering a subtle "Shukr hai".

Hazal adjusted her dupatta and there nervously...him being this close to her made her feel weird.

" ammi main Qainat k paas ja rhy hun....usny to khud ana nhi" she glanced at her older brother while Saad smiled looking at his phone.

" accha...apny kisi bhai ko saath le jao." Rashida suggested but Hazal protested.
" chachi main jata hun saath...wesy bhi kaafi dyr ho gayi hai" Jalal got up from his seat.

" Jalal beta apny ammi ko ja kehna k aaj shaam ko unki dawat hai idhr...kuch zaroori baat krny hai" Rashida explained and Jalal nodded having an idea of what this meeting was about.

He looked at Saad who raised his eyebrows at his best friend and then resumed with whatever he was previously doing.

"yeh ayaan ko ek second pakrain...main uski jacket aur shoes ly ky ayi" Hazal meekly told him and rushed inside after handing him the baby who was busy kissing Jalal's cheeks.

"Yeh tumhary ammi ka itna mood kyun bana hua hai hmm?" Jalal playfully questioned and Ayaan while he smoothed his messed up hair.

"a'mi?" Ayaan repeated and Jalal chuckled while kissing his nose.

" chalain" Hazal told him while walking towards the other house.
She shreiked as she felt him grip her arm and pull her towards the other side.

Hazal glared at him.
"aisy kya dekh rhy ho...wahan py kechar tha" he motioned towards the mud puddle.

Hazal glanced at him and then puresued her lips...contemplating if she wanted to thank him or just continue walking.

she continued walking.

Jalal placed Ayaan in his little space near the couch, where all of his toys were placed and went towards his study, after making sure that Hazal and Qainat were near him.

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"Ahan..." Hazal looked up from Qainat's phone.

" Baat itny agy bhar gy aur madam ny mujhy kuch btaya hi nhi" Hazal glared at Qainat while reading the messages.
"N-nhi oye...yeh to bss aaj subha wo b-bs puch rhy thy k main ayi kiun nhi.." Qainat mumbled.

"Han aur yeh jo baki messages hain yeh to farishon ny a ky kyen hain na" The green eyed lady deadpanned.

"Accha sorry na...." Qainat hugged her arm .
" Sorry mera sar....ek to us Mehek ny dimagh kharab kr ky rkha hai...Kaisy hain jalal...boht acchy lgh rhy hain" Hazal mimicked.

Qainat bit her lip to stop laughing at her and played along.
"Han...bary ayi mery bhai ka haal puchny wali"

" Haina...pata nhi kesy haath lgany ki koshish kr rhy thy...bary ayi mery shohar ky paas bhetny wali" Hazal glared at the kitchen cabinet.

"oyee calm down jangly billi" Qainat chuckled.

"Qainat" they heard Maryam begum's voice
"jee ammi" Qainat yelled back.
"Jalal k kamry main yeh kapry rkh k ao"

"Hazal tu ja" Qainat pushed her towards the room where her mother was standing.
"nhi tu jaa" Hazal continued protesting but ended up complying.

"Assalam o Alaikum bari ammi" Hazal greeted and hugged the lady.
"W/salam beta...tum kbh ayi?" Maryam questioned surprised.

" bss abhi abhi hi...aap btayen koi kaam hai" she asked.
"nhi bss yeh Jalal ky kapry istary krwaye thy to wo rkhny hain usky kamry main"The older lady explained.

" Accha?"
"Han...yeh tum rakh ao gy beta? Qainat to koi kaam krty hi nahi" Maryam shook her head at her daughter.

Hazal smiled at her and said" Mujhy dyn...main rkh aty hun".

she picked the three hangers from the bed and walked outside.

"Allah...mera dil kiun itna tez dharak raha hai..." she Thought to herself while carrying the suits up the stairs carefully.

She reached his floor and walked towards his room.
Hazal twisted the door knob and enetered.

After placing the suits on the bed carefully she opened the his wardrobe and cringed looking at the mess it was.
She picked all of his scattered t- shirts and folded them neatly, then did the same with his casual trousers.

She hated messy enviroment, it made her feel unproductive...unlike when it was clean and organized.

She turned around to get the newly ironed clothes but as soon as she turned a surprised shriek left her mouth.

"Allah...esa karta hai kya koi?" she glared at him who raised his eyebrows.
Hazal went forward to pick the clothes but his heated stare made it difficult for her to not shiver.

She closed his closet and walked towards the door, without gkancing at him once.

Slight mature content

Jalal got up from the bed and walked towards her who had started speed walking when she saw him getting up.

Jalal's long strides caught up with Hazal's and before she could exit he had his arm around her petite waist.
He closed the door by placing one hand near her face and with the other pulled her closer...making their chest touch one another's .

"K-kya k-kr rhy hain....c-chorain" Hazal stuttered while trying to pry his hands off her.
"Kyun?haq haqook Biwi nhi ho tum meri?" he said while moving her dupatta to the side, which was hiding her slender neck from his eyes.

As his lips made contact with her pulse a ragged breath passed through her lips.
Her hands clutching his forearms.

"J-Jalal k-koi a j-jaye ga" his hand, that roamed from her hip to her back made it impossible for her to speak.

She bit her lip to prevent any sounds to escape but his sweet torture was making it very difficult.

A gasp left her lips when he shoved his hand underneath her kameez and touched her ribcage.
a little cry got past her lips as he bit the skin just above her collarbone.

His tongue soothing the sting of the purple mark.

"abh nhi bol rhy...subha ki to ankhain dikha rhy thy mujhy..." he murmered.
Hazal bit her lip amd blushed furiosly.

He finally stopped and placed his head in her neck and breathed her floral scent.

Hazal rested her head on the back of the door and brought her hand to his nape...caressing his hair.

"Sirf tumhara hun...hamesha yaad rakhna" he caressed her cheek.

Hazal turned around to leave and heard him say "Yeh jo tumhara naak laal ho jata hai na jbh gussa hoty ho...boht pyara lgta hai".

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"kesy lgh rhy hun main?"Qainat questioned her friend.
"Hot" Hazal replied checking her out.

Qainat blushed and looked away.
"oye tu to aisy sharma rhy hai jaisy main Tery best friend nhi Saad bhai hun" Hazal looked at her weirdly.

"Hazal ki bacchy tujhy maza ata hai na mujhy unky naam sy chirany ka..." Qainat glared at her and Hazal shrugged.
"Nahi yaar wesy Ksm sy bhai ny aaj behosh ho jana hai tujhy dekh ky...bilkul kayamat lgh rhy hai." Hazal told her.

Hazal always made sure that Qainat Always knew how beautifull she was...it often occured that both of them doubted themselves hence they both made sure to always remind each other of their worth.

"main bhi tayyar hun?" Hazal asked as she looked around.

" aur nhi to kya...aisy churail ban k hmara welcome kro gy" Qainat esclaimed while applying a nude lip color.

"accha main ghr ja rhy hun....ayaan k kapry maine usky room main rkhyn hai...aur please is baar usko socks different colors ki na pehnana." Hazal reminded Qainat.

All the Baig family had finally arrived and after dinner were sitting in the lounge.

A series of mubaraks echoed in the house after the alliance of the second oldest son was fixed.

'ayen ayen...bhabhi jaan" Hazal hugged Qainat and shoved a piece of gulaab jamun in her mouth, genuinly happy for her brother and her best friend.

As always Hazal was asked to make chai...her brothers didn't like anyone else's tea.

"Nhi tu ammi aur Samar bhabhi k paas bhet...main bnaty hun" she shooed Qainat.

"Fahad bhai...aap yahan ?" Hazal questioned when she saw him standing in the kitchen.

He moved closer to her .

She moved back but he continued advancing towards her.
"Please dur hon..." she requested when fear started erupting in her chest.

He gripped her shoulder and Hazal tried pushing him away with all her might, but her tries all failed.

" boht khoobsurat lgh rhy ho" Fahad's hand was about to make contact with her face but before it could a Hand gripped his collar and throwed him on the ground.

Sneak peak of the next chap

" Yousuf....kya hua..." Hazal questioned worriedly .
"Mil gaya wo" Jalal said with bloodshot eyes and a clenched jaw.
Hazal's eyes widened

(not edited).
i'm sorry for any typos...wrote this chap in a hurry.

hope you guys enjoyed and i apologize for the short lenght .

I'll try updating next week but i'm quite busy with college so i apologize in advance if i don't update

gorgeous collage as always by aiman794

Bye Bye :)