~Mujhmein Tera AKS~
Part 17
Iqtiaar opened his eyes early in the morning feeling some kind of void in his arms and saw Razia missing from his bed; he looked around with sleepy eyes and then saw Razia standing in front of the glass wall looking out standing silently. The morning sun had just started to rise and Iqtiaar remembered seeing a similar sight once before when he for the first time had gone to Razia's bedroom in the Khan residence. That day too in the early hours of the morning he had seen Razia standing in the exact same fashion looking out from her room terrace. But he was too sleepy to ask her anything about what exactly was she doing. (This is when he went to drop her back home after they first met and went to her room to say sorry)
Iqtiaar: Razia? He murmured lazily in bed and she immediately returned to bed hearing him call her. She slipped back into the covers and Iqtiaar pulled her back into his arms, his eyes were closed and he dipped his head in her hair nuzzling in her neck. Razia smiled slightly as a lone tear escaped her eye and then she slipped her legs in between his hiding herself in his arms.
***
Razia woke up with the sun shining brightly coming into her room. The sunrays made her turn lazily in bed and hide her face in what she thought to be her husband's chest. But she opened her eyes to see that it was actually a big fluffy white pillow. Her hair was a big mess and Razia yawned in her sleepy way to look around in the empty room. She caught hold of the alarm clock on the bedside table and was shocked to see the time. It was quarter past eleven and Razia literally shouted Ya Allah! And then hurriedly wore the robe and rushed out of bed. She was all set to run downstairs, but the moment she opened the door, she saw Maddy standing in front of her.
Maddy: Good morning Mrs. Mallik, I hope you had a good sleep. She greeted her with a smile.
Razia: Just Razia Maddy!
Maddy: Right! Good morning Razia, I hope you had a good sleep. She said again with the same cheeky smile on her face.
Razia: Good morning Maddy and yeah I had a good sleep, thank you. Maddy, where is Iqtiaar?
Maddy: Oh, he must be off to the court by now, he leaves at sharp half past eight every morning. Any ways, I came to ask you what you would like to have for breakfast. And also would you like to have tea or coffee?
Razia: Hot chocolate! Razia murmured looking down with frown on her face and her lips pouted. Maddy nodded and left realizing that Razia was upset about over sleeping.
Razia looked down disappointed with herself. She so wanted to spend the morning with him. Get him breakfast, or at least be there around him when he left for office. But well all Mrs. Razia Iqtiaar Ud-din Mallik could do was to spend the morning sleeping in bed! She sat down on the bed irritated. That's when Razia saw a red color post it stuck on her bed post with a red rose kept next to it on the bed side table. Razia picked it up and read the little note from her husband.
Important case! Had to leave, will be back by 7 pm! Told Maddy to be there with you, feel free to ask her for anything you need.
Razia looked away and murmured with a cute pout: why are you so busy? And then went back to read the note.
your busy hubby!
P.S. - The red color looks really good on you. And you look even more beautiful when you are sleeping.
Razia blushed crimson and then got up to go into the bathroom. Still with thoughts of her husband she entered the bathroom and took out a rubber band to tie her hair up before going to shower but then saw another post-it on the mirror, a parrot green color one this time.
Stop blushing Razia and leave your hair open, don't tie them up!
Razia burst out laughing and then bit her lower lip before putting the hair band back on the slab and moving towards the shower. As she reached the Jacuzzi she remembered last night. Iqtiaar would have used the bathroom in the morning and would have seen how the bathroom was last night. Razia put a hand on her head with the frown forming back. That's when she saw another white color post it kept on a fluffy white towel with a white rose kept next to it.
Take that frown off my wife's face. And also let your stupid friend know that your hubby isn't that bad romancing. She needn't tell you her stupid ideas and you don't need to push yourself and follow them.
Your not so busy' hubby!
P.S - I'll be back real soon. Promise!
Razia blushed tomato red with an extreme happiness sweeping through her about how Iqtiaar had made her so happy and not guilty at all without even being there.
Razia: I love you! She whispered and then got into the Jacuzzi to get ready for the morning.
***
Iqtiaar stood in the conference room with Atign, Laila and Zaroon sitting around the large round table in the room all with serious faces.
Atign: Hmm, don't take this lightly Iqtiaar. Up until now it was only about you therefore I didn't force you to take a strong decision, but now he has managed to get to Razia too. It's not safe for her. When was last that you received his call?
Iqtiaar: Last night after dinner.
Atign: And before that?
Iqtiaar: Don't know really. I don't think he has called me recently. And I was anyways busy with the wedding ... so? Iqtiaar went into deep thought and then suddenly remembered.
Iqtiaar: Oh yes! He did call me last week when we all went to the Khan residence to ask for Razia's hand!
Flashback: (This was when Razia had gone on the terrace to meet Iqtiaar and had found him shouting on someone on the phone)
Iqtiaar: I said JUST SHUT UP!!
Razia heard Iqtiaar shout like never before and froze in her tracks on reaching the terrace door. He was standing with his back towards her and his pitch was even higher than she had heard that night outside the hospital.
She neither knew if she should go towards him or should go back downstairs. She was really scared to approach him right now.
Iqtiaar: Don't you even dare try and threaten me ever again or else I'll make sure that you spend the rest of your life behind the bars.
Razia shivered hearing the conversation on the phone and a sudden fear of losing him held her. Tears formed in her eyes as she kept looking towards him. Iqtiaar turned back towards the door to see the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life.
Flashback ends!
Iqtiaar: But he didn't call me after that until last night.
Atign: That means he called you on your India number. He's keeping track of your every move Iqtiaar. He said shaking his head worried. Does Razia know?
Iqtiaar: No not yet! But honestly I don't want to tell her. She... she isn't too comfortable.. I mean... new people around her, don't want to scare her with this.
Atign: I understand. Laila I want you to backup Iqtiaar and Nassir on this case and get all the details of all the lawyers who are assisting them both in any case these two are working on, as soon as possible.
Laila: Sure.
Zaroon: But Atign Miya, all the lawyers of our firm are trustworthy, then?
Iqtiaar: Rule no. 1 Zaroon; don't trust anyone other than yourself. If he can reach our home then he can reach here in the office too. He spoke firmly with his lips pressed together.
Atign: Exactly! This man has already tried threatening Nassir once before using Fatima's safety. We can't risk any of our safety now, especially Fatima and Razia. Iqtiaar looked up at Atign.
Iqtiaar: I left two of my bodyguards to guard outside the house and to make sure Razia is safe at all times. Maddy too will stay in the house with her until I am back.
Atign: Good! Where's Nassir? He asked looking for him around.
Iqtiaar: Again he's late. Iqtiaar said angry about Nassir being casual about things. Laila I told you to make sure he's on time for the meeting.
Laila: He's on his way. Common give him some concession for the day Donny. It's his D Day! She asked smiling expecting a smile from Iqtiaar too.
Atign smiled remembering that it was Nassir's first wedding anniversary today. On seeing that Iqtiaar still didn't show any change of expression, Atign intervened.
Atign: It's alright Iqtiaar; Zaroon will brief Nassir on the case details. And Laila is right, it's his special day!
Iqtiaar: His D-day was one year back! But for god knows why he's been celebrating his D-Day for the last 365 days and for how many more days to come am I going to get the same excuse of his D-Day! Iqtiaar said exaggerating the D-Day word.
Everyone burst out laughing knowing how much Nassir was in love with his wife Fatima and how much the love sick friend of Iqtiaar's use to irritate him with his teachings on love.
***
Razia came down after taking a bath and had her breakfast gossiping with Maddy as she made fresh hot breakfast for Razia. She went back to her room after breakfast and with the help of Maddy arranged her wardrobe. After doing all this Razia was feeling too bored and started emptying her hand bag which was full of unimportant clutter in it. While doing so she saw the small chit of paper on which Nizam Chacha had written the address of his daughter and her name.
Fatima Abdullah- ABC street ...
Razia also found the folder which Altamush had given her with the Bank details of the new account. Even though she had no idea why her father wanted her to this, she didn't want to disrespect him in any way. Thus she decided to go to the bank and deposit a certain amount of money in the account and then visit Fatima at the address she was given. She changed into a red summer dress and a white piece of simple accessory with her hair left open.
She came back downstairs to tell Maddy that she was going out for some time to visit a friend and would be back soon. Razia also gave Maddy her phone number so that she could call her if she needed to.
Maddy: But Razia, how will you go? You aren't thinking of using the public transport, are you? Iqtiaar wouldn't approve of it.
Razia: Umm! Is there another car that I can take?
Maddy: Yes of course, there are two other cars parked in the basement apart from the one Iqtiaar drives.
Razia: Fine, I'll take one of those then. She said as she checked her wallet to make sure her UK driving license was in it.
Maddy: Alright, I'll ask Jean Paul to take you in the basement then.
Razia: Jean Paul? Maddy: Yes, he's one of Iqtiaar's bodyguards. He's French and not very good in speaking English, so you may find it a little difficult to converse with him. Sorry for that!
Razia: Oh no! That's okay. She was more worried about the reason as to why Iqtiaar had asked his bodyguards to stay back. Anyhow she followed Maddy outside where Maddy introduced her to Jean Paul who took her down in Malliks private lift to the basement.
Razia saw a BMW and a Mercedes Benz parked in the basement. It wasn't new for her to see such range of expensive cars. She had spent her whole life travelling in them. But driving one of them really had to be a new experience for her. She had always been treated like a princess of the perfect Khan Family. She was the daughter of Mr. Altamush Khan and was treated like that by the world. She always had chauffer driven cars to herself. Though she did have a driving experience, Razia did feel nervous about driving one of the cars in front of her. For a minute, a thought of travelling in public transport felt like a better option to Razia, but then she remembered Maddy telling her that Iqtiaar wouldn't be too happy about Razia doing any such thing.
Therefore Razia randomly chose Mercedes and sat on the driving seat ready to drive away only to be stopped by Jean Paul who was knocking on the window. Razia pulled the window glass down.
Razia: Yes Jean Paul?
Jean Paul tried to explain to her that Iqtiaar had asked him to be with her at all times and he should be accompanying her if she's going out, but the explanation went unsuccessful. Razia couldn't understand a thing Jean Paul was saying as he used most of French words rather than English. Irritated with the fellow she just ignored him and drove off with Jean Paul shouting trying to stop her in his French cum broken English.
***
The door of London's most successful lawyer's cabin in the Mallik Law Firm opened with a tall man wearing a black suit standing by it. He had his one hand in the pocket of his pants and a sweet charming smile on his lips which was a part of his flirtatious gentleman personality.
Iqtiaar looked up sitting on his chair to see his "crime-partner" standing on the door and then looked back into his laptop unaffected by his presence.
Nassir: Ullu! He suddenly burst out. Iqtiaar looked back at him shocked and confused.
Iqtiaar: What the hell!
Nassir: Ullu Ka pattha, Gadha ...
Iqtiaar: Nassir?
Nassir: Exactly! Me, I am a gadha, who else? He said as he moved towards Iqtiaar table and took a seat.
Iqtiaar: Nassir, tu kabhi nahi sudhrega! (You will never change!) Iqtiaar said looking back in his laptop.
Nassir: Nah! I know I am a fool in fact I even know that you really want to punch my face right here right now. But believe me man I was stuck ...
Iqtiaar: in the traffic! He completed looking back at him now with a smirk.
Nassir: Exactly. He said clicking his fingers and pointing at Iqtiaar with a cheeky smile on his face.
Iqtiaar: You really think I am going to fall for this? Let me remind you that I am Iqtiaar Ud-din Mallik, NOT Fatima Nassir-ud-din Abdullah who would listen to your stupid excuses.
Nassir: God! Just let it be Donny! When the hell are you gonna loosen up? And anyways, Zaroon has already briefed me on the meeting. Nassir suddenly went quiet and then looked back at Iqtiaar in the eye.
Nassir: We ... ARE going to fight the case; COME WHAT MAY! Isn't it?
Iqtiaar's face became hard and eyes full of anger again as he was reminded of the case.
Iqtiaar: Hmm. He only whispered remembering that he DID have a WEAKNESS now!
***
Razia had finished with the bank work and now was busy driving in one of the posh areas of London looking around for the address she had to go to. The area had independent houses unlike the area where their penthouse was. Razia finally stopped in front of a villa which emitted creative sense and great taste.
Razia was stopped at the door by two guards who for some reason looked similar to Jean Paul.
Guard: May I know whom do you wish to meet maam?
Razia: Fatima Abdullah! I am Razia; Mr. Nizam's acquaintance from India.
Guard: Just a minute Madam! The guard went in and came back in a minute opening the gates. You may go inside madam. He let Razia drive inside the drive way.
Razia got down of the car and walked onto the pavement next to the lawn area leading to the main entrance of the house. She rang the bell and waited for it to open. Razia held a bouquet of flowers in her hand which she had got to present to Fatima. A sweet girl opened the door wearing a pink printed dress with her hair let down and a genuine welcoming smile on her face.
Fatima: Razia?
Razia nodded smiling: Yeah, ah! Fatima?
Fatima: Yes, That's me please come in. she invited Razia inside and made her have a seat in the Hall.
Razia presented the flowers to her which she gladly accepted and in a minute or two joined Razia in the living room.
Fatima: I am so sorry about the security checking outside actually it's because of my husband ... She said with a guilty face.
Razia: I understand, don't worry about it. Razia said extremely happy to see Fatima.
Fatima: Thank you, well it's great to see you in person, I have been hearing so much about you from Dad. Ah! Would you like to have something? She asked when her help came up with a glass of juice?
Razia: No thanks, I'll be fine with just a glass of water.
Fatima: Oh! Common, you've come on a very special day; it's my first wedding anniversary today, so you gotta have a glass of juice at least.
Razia: really? Wow! Happy Anniversary! She wished Fatima kissing on the cheek and hugging her.
Fatima: Thank you, she said passing her the glass of juice and taking her seat back on the sofa.
***
Nassir: By the way how did all this take place? Ah! Zaroon told me about the call but why did he call you suddenly at such a random time? He asked confused.
Iqtiaar: Oh well! We had dinner together and then I was on call with Nani and Razia was upstairs in the room. I was going back in the bedroom when I received this call.
Nassir heard the conversation concentrating on everything that Iqtiaar was saying. He suddenly formed a serious expression on his face.
Iqtiaar continued: the moment he said he could see Razia ... I ... I just ran upstairs and she was in the bathroom so ...
Nassir: BATHROOM???? You ran into the Bathroom?
Iqtiaar looked up confused. Iqtiaar: Yes. So?
Nassir raised an eyebrow smirking.
Iqtiaar: SHUT.. UP!
Nassir: Oh common Dude! Screw the stupid case. The hot topic is your wedding night! How was it? He said winking.
***
Razia walked in the corridors of the Abdullah household up the stairs seeing Fatima and her husband's so-in-love' pictures. She smiled feeling the warmth and love the house had to it.
Razia: Your husband loves you a lot! She told Fatima as she was following her upstairs. The house was being decorated a bit and Fatima was continuously on phone calls one after the other.
Razia: Sorry, I came without calling you, you must be busy?
Fatima: No not at all, it's alright I am very happy to have you here. In fact Razia do you mind coming for shopping with me and I also want to invite you and your husband for the party tonight.
Razia: Sure why not, and thanks for the invitation. We'll surely come.
As Fatima entered the room she was leading Razia in, Razia saw what looked completely like a boutique.
Razia: Ah! Fatima, what is all this? She asked confused and hesitating.
Fatima: Oh! I am a fashion designer Razia and this is my boutique. I wanted to pick up some dress materials before we leave for market. Why don't you have a look, you may like something.
Razia: Really? This is amazing. A fashion designer friend! You want nothing else in life. She exclaimed excited and happy looking around at the amazing colorful pieces of fabrics all around her.
Fatima came back a while later and then the two walked towards the cars outside.
Razia: Is it cool if we take my car?
Fatima: Don't worry Razia! We can use my car and the driver's also there.
Razia: No actually I want to drive! Fatima burst out laughing. Fatima: Alright then.
As Razia took seat on the driving wheel with Fatima next to her, she saw another man who looked very similarly dressed as Jean Paul taking a seat at the back. Razia looked at Fatima confused.
Fatima: Oh! Actually my husband doesn't allow me to go out without a bodyguard. Sorry!
Razia: No Problem! She smiled.
After a while when Razia stopped at the signal, she turned to Fatima and asked her.
Razia: What does your husband do Fatima?
Fatima: He's a lawyer.
Razia: WHAT? You must be kidding! My husband is a lawyer too.
Fatima grinned a wide smile: Wow that's a pleasant coincidence.
Razia: A very pleasant one indeed! She said as she released the clutch and speeded away.
***
Nassir: Oh come on Donny! Tell me dude?
Iqtiaar: Nassir I'll punch your face if you ask me one more question! Trust me on this. Just then his phone rang.
Iqtiaar's face became like hard rock one again. The call was from "Private number" once again.
Iqtiaar: Hello! He said keeping his voice calm. But the anger was still very much there in the tone. Nassir stood next to him serious again knowing who it must be.
Caller: Hello Mr. Mallik! I hope I didn't disturb you from your busy schedule. The evil laugh followed.
Iqtiaar smirked: Yes! you DID disturb me. So come to the point you asshole.
Caller: Well the point is that you have just got married Mallik. And you shouldn't leave your newly wedded beautiful wife alone! I did advice you on this didn't I? But you don't seem to take my advices seriously Mallik. I don't expect this from such an intelligent person like you.
Iqtiaar: Start worrying about yourself! I can take care of my wife and myself. You don't have to worry about her. He said through gritted teeth.
Caller: Really? So the best lawyer claims to be the best husband too!! Impressive! But I am so sorry to say, that doesn't seem like. Do you know where she is now? Iqtiaar heard the annoying laugh again and became worried for a moment.
Caller: I'll call you again in five minutes Mallik! Hopefully you'll know where she is by then!
***
Next: Iqtiaar unable to find Razia!
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