Part 6
Razia didn't go home that day, lying once again to Nasir on account of a meeting. Mirza was already at his fashion designer friend, Kasim Kujar's place to check out some new suits. He liked one particularly, and it was a stunning red suit, in which the coat had intricate fabric patters of red shades and the shirt was light red, almost transparent, meaning revealing his well chieseled body again. He left his hair in a wacky manner, which he felt make him look more hotter, and which indeed did. He wore black pointed shoes, and my, he was a complete gentleman with the intentions of a crazy lover. He ordered his chauffeur to bring out the car, A Mercedes C class, and sped off to decorate the place.
Razia wore a stunning red gown, strapless, which showed off her curves and well maintained body very well. She wore a red ruby necklace and red earrings. Her soft, white skin was without a single spot or error. Her golden high heels warned anyone nearby to be aware of some hotness approaching. She took her favourite red clutch too. Where did she do all this? Why, in her office's changing room of course! She told her friend Zofa Afroze to get the stuff and wallah! Here she was. She couldn't go home, or they would be suspecting her again. She checked her smoky eyes and red fiery lipstick for the last time and went down, sat in her Audi, and sped off to The Spice.
Shah Khan arrived with darks shades over her eyes, as if to conceal her identity, and sat on a table in the reserved area of the 5 star hotel. She was met by a man few minutes later. He was much younger than she was, SK definitely not her boyfriend or something like that. "Can you do whatever I tell you to do?" She asked in a shrill , cunning voice. "After all that you did for me, of course. But what do I have to do?" Shah smiled. " Vaqt bhaag nahi rahi hain miyan. Thoda sabr karo." She said. She ordered a fresh coffee and sat with the man, talking about many things.
Mirza had booked the party lawn of The Spice. The 5 star hotels splendour was unmatched; a golden interior, a shining fountain outside, and the ambience of the lawn was made to match a candle light evening. The sun had set early, and evening was kicking in. The sunset was golden , but something more shining struck Mirza's eyes when he turned to see what it was. His jaw fell, and eyes popped, and his heart skipped a few beats. Mirza Malik had turned into Mirza Aashiq, once again. She walked towards him in her red robe, her red ruby shining in the sun, and her eyes glittering. Her hair flowed swiftly in the air. Her heels sound made his heart feel as of they were stomping on him.. Haye. As Razia stood in front of her, a light smile lit up her face. And Mirza's knees felt weak. First, he orderded everyone to move out from there, leaving only him and his lady love alone. He looked into her eys, and he saw himself.
She couldn't control herself when she saw Mirza in the red suit. He looked like fire. And she loved to play with fire. His gleaming eyes looking into hers gave her a sense of calm rather than strangeness. She felt like the Lord she had never seen was standing before her. He took her hand and kissed it, leaving an already blushed red face laughing. He held her hand and escorted her to the central table, which was white and covered in a white cloth. He pulled the chair for her and she sat. He sat next, and they faced each other. Mirza began," You look very good, Razia." She thanked him and replied,"You too look very.." She wanted to say hot, but felt inappropriate. Mirza completed the statement,"Hot, I know." They laughed.
The service began with a cup of coffee and some snacks. Neither had then interest in food, of course. Razia mixed her coffee and stated,
R: So Mr. Mirza, what was it that you wanted to tell me?
M: Afterwards.
R: Why?
M: Man ki marziyan, Marziyon ka man, kuch aisa hi hain Mirza Malik ka dil fitratan..
They both smiled seeing into each others eyes. Razia bent onto the table, looking directly into him and replied," Toh ye bhi jaaniye janab, intezaar mein qatl na karde hum aapka.." Mirza too bent onto the table and placed his hand over hers. She didn't withdraw. He said," Qatl karengi bhi toh aap hamare saath hi Marengi.. Janmo ka rishta Jo hain hamara.." She shyed and moved her hand away. As per Mirza's instructions , the Music started. A calm, romantic, saxophone music. He took her ha d for dance. He placed one of his hands on the waist and one he held in his. She placed her hand on his shoulder and gripped it tightly. They began,"
R: Mirza, why is it that I don't feel like NY heart isnt there in anything else now, except you?
M: same with me Razia. I heard its called love.
R: are we in love?
He inched closer to her and kissed on the cheek and said," I am in love with you." She whispered in his ear," Me too." They both hugged each other and they felt like two souls had just been connected to one. Mirza let go and took out a special gift from his pocket. It was a bracelet, on which was the letter 'M' for Mirza. He said,"Wear this always, to show you're mine." She replied," Don't you think I'm yours?" Mirza apologetically said," No, I don't mean that. Wear this to show the world that if they misbehave with you, or any girl in general, they are GONE. If they beahve bad with you, I will kill them." She laughed and they went back to the table taking and laughing.
Unknown to them was that a pair of eyssy cursed them badly, and the curses were to come true..
Part 7 tmrw!
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