SLOVE

C H A P T E R F I V E

Ilaya's car entered the mansion gates and stopped at the front door,tossing the keys to the valet she went inside through the front wooden door which was usually open,it was rare when she'd let anyone drive her car but today was an exception as she was drained after driving for fourteen hours straight.

She kicked the door open with her left foot,as her hands were occupied with a phone in the right one and a black classic Chanel flap bag which swayed in her forearm,an iced coffee in her left hand.As she entered the house there was no one present as usual,she made her way to the living room and slumped on the plush couch,she threw her bag beside her and kept her phone in her lap.

The iced coffee which was of no use as the ice had melted was placed on the coffee table.She closed her eyes,placing her head against the headrest.She got up after a few minutes,there was still no sign of her parents,usually her mom would wait for her but she was nowhere to be seen.

She got up and made her way towards her parents room,she knocked on the door because the last time she barged in,the results were....well,traumatising as she had seen them making out.A shiver ran down her spine thinking about that day and her nose scrunched in disgust.They did kiss like fish.She chuckled at her own thoughts shaking her head to get rid of them she knocked on the door,yet again.

*knock knock*

no response

*knock knock'

no response

She pushed the door open but there was no sign of life,she sighed and walked back to the living room.

"salma coffee bana dou"she practically yelled because she according to Ilaya had hearing problems.

She saw light coming from a corridor,the whole house was dimly light,a brighter light meant someone was there.

She unlocked her phone and went through a few messages,replying to them.

"mama"she shouted,not looking up from her phone.

"mamaa"she whined yet again,she looked up to see light coming from the drawing room,she returned her attention back to her phone and walked towards the room,reaching the threshold of the room,she stood rooted there typing furiously on her phone.

"ma...."her words died down as she looked up,freeing her hair from a claw clip bun to meet the gaze of five people,staring at her intently,two of them being her parents and the three others were strangers,two women and a man she did slightly recognise the man sitting there but didn't pay much heed to it.

Zaroon and his family were settled on the couch,the ladies indulged in a chat about the recent launch of a jewellery store nearby,while the men discussed business,they were wallowed in the talk when he heard a female voice which wasn't very clear,the voice came closer,calling for someone,their mom to be specific.

Zaroon glanced at Mrs.Qureshi who was staring infront,following her gaze he saw a girl dressed in black cargo pants and a black oversized t-shirt,her hair in a bun and her concentration was on her phone,he watched as she pulled out the clip and her light brown hair cascaded down,the lights reflecting the golden strands in them,she looked up and he was mesmerised by the sight,her face was slightly tanned,devoid of makeup,her light brown eyes wide open and a reddish hue on her cheeks.Even the eyebags seemed to add to her beauty.