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As soon as Ayat told him that Ayla is waiting for him on terrace, Kaif brushed his hair with his hands and took long and fast steps toward terrace when a voice called him back.

"Kaif!" It was Huzaifa's voice and with it, Huzaifa came to lounge.

"Ji, papa?"

(Yes?)

"Mujhe Hamdani ki reports chahiye."

(I want the reports of Hamdani.)

"Hamdani ki reports?" Kaif repeated.

(Hamdani's reports?)

"Haan! Ab yeh mat kehna ki tum bhool Gaye." Huzaifa raised his eyebrow, making kaif scared

(Yes, now don't tell me you forgot.)

"Nahi,... Nahi, mujhe yaad Hai. Mere laptop mein Hai reports."

(No... Of course not, I remember. It's in my laptop.)

"Theek Hai, mere study mein laptop leke aao." Huzaifa nod his head and left.

(Okay, come to my study room with reports then.)

"Abhi?" Behind him, Kaif whispered.

(Now?)

Giving a longing look to doorway, Kaif turned his feet toward his room.

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"Tum.. iss waqt mere kamre mein - " Hanan took steps closer to her. Her natural reaction was to walk backward, trying to create a little distance between them. Her back was met with cold wall and Hanan stood in front of her. " - Kya kar rahi ho?" As he removed the distance between them, he leaned down to her and asked.

(What are you doing in my room - )

( - at this time?)

Ayat opened her lips to speak up but only some meek sound came, no word was visible in them.

"Bolo, Ayat." Putting his right hand on her left side and his left hand on her waist, he brought her closer to him and asked in his low and demanding voice.

(Tell me, Ayat.)

"Warna phir main galat matlab le lunga."

(Otherwise I'll get wrong thoughts.)

Ayat's eyes, which were closed because of their proximity, snapped opened, as she looked at him.

Removing his hand from wall, he traced her fluffy cheek, waiting for her answer.

"Han... Hanan.." Ayat finally managed to whisper his name and put her hand on his chest to push him away. But his name from her lips only added fuel to his desire

"Hanan," When Hanan made no move to budge or leave her, Ayat stern her voice.

" - woh Shaaz " the second name from her lips jolt him away from her

"What? Itne achhe moment pe tum uska naam kyu le rahi ho?" He irritatedly asked, the line between his eyebrows creased

(Why are you mentioning him?)

"Kyuki woh apko bula rahe hain."

(Because he is calling you.)

"Aur woh mujhe kyu bula raha hai?"

(And why he is calling me?)

"Kyuki hum sabne plan kiya Hai game night ka."

(Because we have planned game night.)

"Game night? We are not five years old. Main nahi araha."

(I'm not coming.)

"Aur khabardaar jo tum bhi gayi. Jao Jake so jao."

(And neither you'll go.)

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Hanan huffingly sat beside Kabir and glare at Ayat. Who was laughing at something Shaaz said

"Where is Kaif Bhai and Ayla aapi?" He loudly asked to break her trance with Shaaz.

"Kaif Bhai said he is tired and Ayla aapi?... She had some important work I think..." Ayat answered and again gave her all attention to Shaaz,who was telling some stupid stuff about his college. Which wasn't funny at all. But Ayat was laughing like maniac

Hanan took a exasperate breath out. He didn't wanted to come, and he would have not come but he knows Ayat very well, he knew she would come no matter what, and he didn't wanted to leave her alone.

Not that she is much enjoying his company

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Kaif was showing his reports of Hamdani group of industrial to his father and Uncle. But every two seconds, his eyes would make their way on door and his wrist watch. Ayla is waiting for him at terrace but he couldn't even msg her that he got stuck.

Huzaifa was discussing with Azlan when he called Kaif, but didn't got his attention

"Kaif! Is everything okay?" Huzaifa asked, his voice startled Kaif.

"Yeah!..... Everything is fine."

"You look tired. You should go now. Don't mind us oldies, we will take care of the reports." Azlan saw lines on his forehead and said with a gentle smile.

Kaif wanted to say yes, but seeing his Father's eyes on him, he shook his head. "I'm fine, uncle." He smiled and again focused on his laptop

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Ayla looked at her wrist watch, it has been hour since she came on terrace and waiting for him. But he didn't come.

At first, she thought Ayat forgot to call him, but realized Ayat would never forget this. Later, she thought he must be coming but now, her heart refused to accept this excuse.

She looked at the door of terrace with glisten eyes.

He is so bad.

Ayla thought.

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"Dil mein ho tum, aankhon mein tum
Pahli nazar se hi yaara
Pahli nazar se hi yaara" Kabir hit the last note of song, everyone present there (expect Hanan) clapped for him.

"That was beautiful, Kabir Bhai." Ayat chirped, which made Hanan rolled his eyes.

"Thank you, Ayat. Hanan, you'll sing?" Kabir nod his head at Ayat then turned to Hanan, trying to pass him guitar.

"Nahi, mera mood nahi Hai." Hanan shook his head.

(No!)

Ayat's eyes furrowed in confusion. Hanan loved singing and he never left any opportunity to sing.

"I'll sing next." Shaaz raised his hand. "Nah, you play, I'll sing." When Kabir passed him guitar, Shaaz waved his hand and told him.

"Ayat, this one is for you." Before singing, Shaaz said. Making Hanan scoff

Ayat excitedly crossed her legs and position herself comfortable to enjoy the song.

"Woh toh pal mein khush hai
pal mein khafa
Badle woh rang har ghadi
Par jo bhi dekhoon roop uska
Lagti hai hai pyaari badi
Use jitna dekhon-"

A loud and sharp noise interrupted Shaaz. Every head turned to the direction of Hanan, who slammed the empty glass on tray. His face Stern and eyes enraged. Before anyone could ask what's wrong, Hanan got up and left, without saying a single word, neither stopped when Kabir called him.

"What happened to him?" Shaaz asked the question which was playing in Ayat's mind too.

Kabir gave him irritated look. "Raat bohot hi gayi Hai, we should go to call it off now. Mujhe nahi lagta ab bhabhi aur Bhai ayenge." He told the girls.

(It's already late now.)

(I don't think Bhai and bhabhi will come now.)

Both nodded their head and left, leaving everything on Kabir and Shaaz to put mattress back in store room and dirty dishes in kitchen.

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"Ek hum hi Hain, ek sorry pe yun maaf Kar dete Hain aur yeh..... ab baat nahi karenge inse. Bilkul bhi nahi... chahe jitna sorry kahe." Ayla was angrily mumbling to herself, while brushing her hair.

(I always forgive him on one sorry and he.... I won't talk to him. Neither I'll forgive him now.)

"I never let him wait for me and what he did?" Slamming the brush on vanity, she asked her reflection in mirror. Then shook her and started braiding her hair.

Getting up, she went to her bed, her mood was still sour as she unfold her pale blue duvet.

"Ab agar inhone sorry Kaha na toh na hum...." What Ayat would exactly do to Kaif, she wasn't able to say it because of a knock.

(And if he will say sorry then I'll....)

"Ayat! Hume koi baat nahi karni." Ayla shouted and sat on bed. The knock again came. Groaning, she went to her door and opened it. But found no one there.

(Ayat, I don't want to talk.)

Putting her head out, she looked at her right and left but both hallways were empty.

Shrugging her shoulder, she closed the door, before she could reach her bed, knock again came. This time, Ayla looked at her window.

Uncertainty, she went to window and removed curtains from it.

Other side of window, stood Kaif Khan.

Ayla's eyes widened, as she froze there. Kaif pointed at knob and told her to open her window.

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Why he looked disturbed? Ayat thought, laying awake in her bed, she was still thinking about Hanan's earlier behavior.

Why I am thinking about it. Ayat shook her head and turned to her right side and close her eyes tightly.

But he didn't sing a song and why he left like this? She again opened her eyes and wonder.

Hoga unka koi masla. Covering her face with duvet, Ayat tried to shut her mind but couldn't.

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