"What happened bhai!?" Falak's voice brought him back from his thoughts.
"Umm nothing....I was thinking how would sweet chilli sauce taste when mixed with mustard sauce!?" He said looking at her straight faced. Ashraf just looked at him with a "you are unbelievable" look.
"What!? Ewww..... that seriously sounds horrifying." She scrunched her nose.
"We can always try it out you know." He said with an innocent look. Falak and Ashraf laughed at his words.
"Wajahat!!! You dumb blind idiot, you seriously don't realize how blessed and lucky you are." He thought to himself.
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Wajahat was busy with the architects at the site. He had explained his vision about the project well and had asked the architect's team to make a sample model of the work, he was beyond happy looking at it.
"That's one marvellous piece of work." Aarish whistled from behind.
"Isn't it!?" He smiled at him.
"Yeah." He said looking around. Wajahat's project was an extravagant 7 star hotel. Be was working on it from the past year. Luckily the work was done quite quick. It was a Persian themed hotel so he had named it "Castle".
At his one syllabi answer Wajahat turned towards him, he was busy looking at the work around but a small frown indicated he was deep in his thoughts.
"Are you okay??" Wajahat couldn't help but ask.
"Yes!! Yes , I am." He laughed a little.
"Can we talk!?" He asked smiling but still frowning. Wajahat nodded ag him.
"No point chasing around the Bush Wajahat, have you not accepted bhabhi!?" His look stated he was beyond serious.
"It's complicated." He huffed.
"No it's not..... the only thing complicated around here is you." He said biting the words.
"We might not always be available to knock some sense into that dumb head of yours Wajahat. It's high time you look around. Anyways I'm leaving to Mexico for a month."
" That's long!!"
"Yeah!!! I've haven't been receiving any proper updates from the past two weeks, so I thought I should see what's happening over there." A shrill beep sound echoed through out the hall, everyone turned towards them.
"What is that?" Asked an astonished Aarish, Wajahat was frantically searching for his mobile, which was the source of the noise.
"I can't believe it." He just huffed in annoyance. Bewildered Aarish raised his eye brows at him questioning what the actual matter was.
"It's a reminder."
"For?"
"For Dinner tonight, umm...... at my In-laws."
"What!? And since when did you start saving reminders for stuff like that!? As far as I reckon you were quite a punctual man." He couldn't help but laugh at his expressions.
"I still don't need them, it wasn't me who saved them." He gritted.
"Then!?"
"It must be Falak. Only she can save a reminder with the title "'DONT BE LATE'." Aarish couldn't stop from laughing out loud at his expressions.
"How did get my password!?" He mumbled to himself.
"Perfect." Said Aarish. Both came out of the building together with Aarish grinning and Wajahat muttering under his breath.
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