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Simply loved the updated 👍🏼👏⭐️
Loving how the story is progressing😳 cant wait for the next chapter😃❤️
Loving how the story is progressing😳 cant wait for the next chapter😃❤️
Originally posted by: naina927
That was one surprise lara...!!!!
( hee hee.. it always feels great to surprise u nanina.. )
A perfect one for me atleast - short n sweet... 😊( Thanks.. glad tht you liked it.. )But that doesnt mean i hate reading long updates n stuff... hope you understand... 😉( Yes.. I understand.. )Its 01:15 am n i was about to doze off when i accidently opened IF n i smiled seeing that u updated. So there was no waiting, i read it there n then...( Thank god.. I didnt have to wait so much for unres this time... 😃 )while reading i was listening to 'zindagi' by shael n i realised that somehow the song is perfect for the update or atleast from zain's pov... ❤️ such a soulful song it is, im in love with the song thats why i keep listening to it... 😃( Its a euphoric feeling when you can connect someone's emtions or something to a song... or your favourite song. )Anyways coming back to the update, it was fab...!!!!( Thanks again 😳 )
Loved zain n the fighting with her thing, if it meant getting her love back... awww... so romantic...
Very good zain... i liked this blackmailing idea of his n i can see its already working... 😃( Glad tht you liked it.. lets see what happens now.. )Aaliya will definitely go n meet zain now... Waiting for the date... oops meeting... 😛( Hee hee.. you still cant tell... 😉 )Awesome work... u rock... love u...( Love u too dear... take care... )
Thanks fr the pm...
Ps : another thing i love is zain staying in the neighbourhood n acting all musician at night... you know "meri saamni wali khidki mejn ek chand ka tukda rehta h" types romance... ❤️( Yep... thinking to include that awsm song as well ... Your imaginations works as tips sometimes .. which are always refreshing dear... love u.. )
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Hey guys.. thanks for all your likes and comments.. thank u so much. Heres a ong chapter. Not blabbering much.. let's go read it and forgive the mistakes please... 😊 Dedicating this one to " j&b84 ".. because.. you are the last one to comment... 😉
Barqat held the extra heavy files and flung her purse on her shoulder, she was bearing the consequences of bringing office works to home last night and working late sacrificing her a good amount of her goodnights sleep. Now she was feeling droopy but there was no way she couldn't go to work today.
For the millionth time since she began working in this web desgining company... she wished she could be still in college, it was so fun and care free. Bunking classes... hanging out... chillaxing and what not... she was missing those days.
As she walked down the pavement infront of their house she felt fuzzy in the stomach.. nervousness. Two days remained to complete the designs of the second worst client of hers, the first worst client.. well she had already lost that grumpy one. And today she had to give the proggress report to her boss... and then a meeting with the clients. She was on the edge.. too much work left undone.
Stumbling upon a pebble she staggered forward.. making all the files in her hands to fall down upon the ground. As she knelt down on the ground to pick them up with a frustrated sigh, a boy jumped upon her things and walked away.
Barqat yelled in agitation, there was no chivalry in todays world. Another woman walked on one of the loose sheets, she mumbled a quick sorry before strolling away. At least this woman had the decency to say sorry, barqat thought.
But when someone knelt down infront of her and without a word began gathering the files, barqat with a confused yet pleased smile looked upon his face. He quickly helped her up with her things. Barqat offered a smile to him...
The man.. who was tall and strong built barqat could see smiled back at her...
She was about to walk away heading to the next block, finding a cab was easy from there. She hated this hunt for cab's everyday and hoped soon she could stock enough money to buy a car... a scooty would also do.
Barqat turned back to see him having a nervous smile...
He pointed at their house. Barqat raised onw eyebrow curiously...
Barqat kept silent, so he spoke again...
Breath caught in her throat as barqat looked flabbergasted at zain first and then towards his house. Her eyes fell upon the man she thought to be zain... just decided to come out in the porch while brushing his teeth.
His eyes caught her looking at him with shock, barqat kept staring at her assumed zain who held out the toothbrush in his hand and made a dangerous gesture with that.. of slicing throat.
Barqat turned her eyes back to the real zain who had his hand lifted up towards her for a handshake.
Zain's smile transferred into a confused thin line.. when he saw barqat walk away in an abrupt speed.
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Zain was excited... over the top and at the same time on the edge with nervous jitters in his stomach about the rendezvous he set for them this evening... for aaliya and him. Every once in a while between the works and looking over the piles of files upon his desk... zain was rehearsing how he was going to show her that what she meant for him. He wasn't positive that this one dinner would be enough to win her. He knew.. considering his past actions towards the woman he now wanted to share his forever with... wasn't going to make his present and future a path of roses or something. It was infact a path of thorn he was going to walk upon.. but if getting the bitterness of those thorns meant getting the worth every pain ... aaliya at the end... he was more than ready to take those thorns.
Ayaan who had been watching zain's dazed off expression from across the desk.. smirked knowingly.
Zain snapped up from day dreaming to glare at a sheepish looking ayaan.
Chuckling ayaan made himself relaxed into the chair infront of zain's office desk and used his hands to push away the pile of files a bit sideways.
Zain took the sandwich from ayaan and tried covering up from getting caught like a teenager doing.. " stuffs "...
He paused trying to search for an appropriate word. Thankfully ayaan saved him from that task...
With a sigh and smile zain questioned...
Zain took a bite of the sandwich and chewd on slowly..
Ayaan peeked at zain between his inhumanly big bites of his lunch. He spoke after gulping them down...
A thread strung at his guts as zain snapped up his head to glare furiously at his best friend ..
Before zain could yell the hell out of his brain... ayaan said back with force...
Right before zain could scream some senses into ayaan.. his phone vibrated signalling a message had arrived. Zain opened it and immediately all the colour from his face drained. As if to prove ayaans doubt... he read the text sent by aaliya.. informing him that she wouldnt be able to come... to cancel the reservation.
Zain slammed the phone down on his desk and dumped the sandwich in the wastebin under his desk.
Ayaan observed the obvious change in his mood...
Frustrated zain felt like pulling out all the hair from his head .
He wondered to himself, he had thought he had given her enough of a good reason or truly to say... enough of a dangerous threat, that he was pretty sure he would definitely turn up... that she had no other option but to let him in.
Ayaan leaned back on his chair... " See.. I have to wait a while longer to call her bhabi... "
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Aaliya slid out of her car and glanced wearily at zain's house, seeing his door opening she sucked in a breath and sprinted towards her house. She was in no mood to face him now. She increased her speed when she heard his loud.. fierce footsteps nearing her. Right before she could step on her porch steps... she was spinned around.
Zain's furious eyes glared at hers, aaliya tried squirming out his grip while glancing back at her house for a moment.
She spat back but zain was way past to register anything she said.
Zain saw aaliya's eyes getting red in anger now, with her both hands she pushed him away yelling...
Zain was silent at her outburst when aaliya swept her hair back from her face with both her hands. Locking her eyes challengingly right into zain's own furious one's which were now fogging with indecision and uncertainty... aaliya controlled her voice into a cold one...
Zain was shocked, he meant to only blackmail her... he thought his little trick last night would work. But now he found all his hopes crumbling down before him. He should have known better. Once again he questioned himself.. who was this headstrong woman infront of him ?? Was it that same girl they used to bully years back !! If it was anymore possible.. he felt himself falling for her even deeper.. seeing her stand up to him... all fiesty and protective for their kids.
Aaliya saw zain sigh, she raised her chin up in victory, knowing that she won back the upperhand.
She turned back to leave when zain's broken voice made her to stop in her track...
She glanced back over her shoulder to watch how drained he looked...
He lowered his head ashamed and cursed himself in his mind for always doing the wrong things. He got this one chance.. fate gave him this one chance, and what did he do... ? Mess it up as soon it was given to him.
Aaliya spun back with vengeance...
She trew her hands in the air exasperated... " After what you did to me.. you thought you would just pop up in my life out of the blue... threaten me and expect to dance to the beats of your whips... ?? "
Her words sounded like a slap to his face. Zain raked his hand through his hair and closed his eyes for a moment. He didnt know how to make this tantrum of his right .. or any of his tantrums in the past as well.
He tried to say something but nothing came out of his mouth. Instead aaliya's next words made him even more tongue tied...
Her words were firm and piercing, which reminded him of his own words he had thrown ruthlessly at her face once...
She was about to turn around when he held her wrist softly made her again look at him. His eyes pleaded to her but aaliya knew better to not fall for his acts. He had already proved he was still that jerk she knew, that he had proved all by himself.
Aaliya refused to look at him, she wouldnt give a shit to his drama...
He left his wrist and still facing her.. he dragged his feets backwards towards his house... dieing with every heavy steps he took away from her.
Aaliya ran inside the house and staright to her room as tears threatened to spill out of her eyes, she didnt want him to see those tears. To see how much he.. and his actions were affecting her.
Unknown to both zain and aaliya... four little pairs of eyes were watching them from the window upstairs. Their eyes were wide as they saw mr. stranger and their mommy shouting at each other. They couldnt hear what they were really yelling about but they saw the dangerous looks they were throwing at the other.
Sarah had her pink teddy clutched to her chest as she rubbed her nose sneezing. Sammy squinted his eyes at the retreating back of mr. stranger.
When they saw aaliya sprinting inside the house, sammy held sarah's hand and strolled to aaliya's room. His little hand pushed open the slightly ajar door and they both stepped inside. Both of them again stood wide eyed rooted to the spot when they saw their mommy sobbing.. dropping her beautiful face in her hands.
Aaliya sobbed hiding her face in her palms. What was she supposed to do now ? It was true that saran and sammy needed to know their father. If they grew up unaware of him and one day found out about him from elsewhere, she wouldnt be able to bear their questions.. which she knew would be raised.
It was not like they hadn't asked about their father before, they had. But aaliya had always found a way to brush away their innocent questions and both of the kids had shut their mouth. They were more understanding then other five years old kids. They could see the pain smolder in her eyes when they would ask about where was their dad. So as if.. to save her from the pain they wouldnt drag the question further. Aaliya couldnt believe how was she blessed with such adorable children.
She knew their questions would only keep increasing and she had to face them with the truth one day. She just didnt expect that one day.. would arrive so soon.
Light padding of footsteps made her to raise her face from her hands. She saw ... sarah and sammy were looking at her with wide eyes, they themselves looked on the verge of tears now.
aaliya didnt answer, she quickly rubbed her hands upon her face to clear the tear strains and gestured them to come to her...
Not wasting a second they ran towards her and sat either sides of her on the bed. Aaliya grabbed them on her lap and hugged them tight, she couldnt control her tears.. nor she could let her kids see her crying and devastated...
Sammy snorted in silent anger pressing his head to his mommy's shoulder. One thing he was sure about now... that mr.starnger made his mommy cry... that mr. stranger was a very bad man.. very very bad man.
Remember to like and comment friends and dear readers. I am noticing... so many of you are getting pms .. reading.. yet not liking the updts. Likes have dcreased and It's really making me discouraged guys. If you are not liking the story... that will be shown through the decreasing of likes and comments... which is happening and its really sad. I'm seriously having double thought about continuing this story anymore.
So.. please please... like and comment if you want me to continue. I mean.. come on.. I am giving you super fast updts.. dont I deserve a like at least.. huh. Silent readers... please wakey wakey... I am eagerly waiting to know about your views.
Love u all... take care... tada...
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