The pieces moon was shining bright in dark night the chillin wind howling making trees rustling outside Isleen was sitting on herside of bed braiding her hairs Aftab knitting his brows and sighing sat infront laptop screen Isleen knows for sure there is something ruminating in his mind she have seen her father like this too a huffing mess.
When everything is used to be fine between them for exact 18 months back he just have to take a one glance at his daughter and all of his tension work load is fled he was so reminded of his two life lines
With tight lips she asks Aftab
"Kya Hua?? Aap pareshaan?"
( What happen what's worrying you? )
"Nhi...."
( Nothing.... )
Not settling with the way the room is quite she speaks
"Hum aaj apke kamre mein Gaye thhe"
( Today I explored your room )
He looks at her with a poker face and she averts her eyes towards her anklet she is playing with her fingers from His intense features he have his way to make her uncomfortable
"Uparwale kamre mein"
( Upper room )
He wonders looking at her starry face is this beautiful hoor belongs to him as wife ?
Realizing they are in conversation he nodds
"Kya mein ek baat bolu ?"
( Can I say something to you ? )
He hums
Still looking at her
Aap...aap ps4 khelte hai ?!
( You... did you play ps4 ?! )
He smiles followed with a chuckles sound narrowing his eyes a brief and damn is this women is sure to always shock him with her words and tongue tie him he for sure was expecting her to praise him how he looks so handsome he still does he knows it
His broad shoulders and the way his face is built is enough and on top off that his eyes people always stare at them for a moment or two and glance often at him but it was his leg that makes people whisper about him there pities and there gazes becomes pitiful
Ofcourse he was like his mother she used to huff and show like she is not incapable of giving a birth all the taunts or whispers in family she has to bare it all
He does the same thing in puff
A habit he formed since he returned for coping, Isleen had seen him but did not stopped
"Hum aur humara chota bhai shabir fufi ka beta Hamare aap nikah mein mile honge usse hum dono khela krte the"
( Me and my Aunt's son shabir used to play You would have mate him in Our marriage )
He nods
Aur ek baat thi ; It's another
( And I have something too ; it's another )
The way she touched her tongue to her underside teeth shipishly shaking her head and has hue on her cheeks he averts his eyes toward screen
And hums
"Hnmm"
"Aap pe muchhe bohot jachti hai"
( You look handsome with mustache )
He has small smile on his face now looking at laptop screen
"Woh jo aapke saath tasvir mein the woh kon the pure kamre mein sirf aapke alawa unki hi tasveer thi"
( Whoes that guy in all of your pictures it was only him whoes portrait is there other than you )
He looks at her
And she is hooked for whatever this man is going to say to her
"Dost hai woh mera
Woh tha pr jab tak mein hoon hamari dosti hai"
His voice has this tone grouchy
( He is my friend
He was but still I'm alive our friendship is )
It's his second time talking something out loud in words about Jahangir the first time with his father did not worked well and he walk out the room angrily you should praise his anger for sure he never gets angry though he looks like he is grumpy guy but is never annoyed or angry he is man of patience
....months he had took place as COO but the guy deserves it
he so skillfull in it
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