His Temporary Wife

thirteen

'Rich people are not a nice people' Wafa has always believed in that line, as she grew up in the most obnoxious rich household as an insignificant servant's daughter. Her beliefs were shaken up a little as she came across Humera and Zunera, who was so down to earth despite being so freaking rich.

It took her a while to let them both into her life, she was guarded at first but let go of her shell as she realised they just want to be her friend. Which was so weird but Wafa is forever thankful for the friendship they shared.

No one has willingly chosen to be her friend during her schooling years, so it came out as a surprise when they wanted to be her friend. And the past three years have been blissful in every sense as their friendship blossomed beautifully and now, she could call them at any odd hours of the day or night and they will be willing to help her with anything and everything.

She smiled while thinking about them both, she couldn't believe one of them was engaged to be married.

Wafa just hoped that the new dynamics won't change anything between them. They'll be practically sisters-in-law if Rayyan and Humera were to be married.

"Wafa," She was snapped out of her thoughts as Shahzaib called her name, they were back in the Hussain mansion, he was yet to park his car and her eyelids already felt heavy with tiredness and sleep. It has been an unexpectedly overwhelming day.

"You seem to be lost today," Shahzaib commented as he parked the car, she noticed his hands as he handled the steering wheel efficiently. It was her favourite part about going on car drives with him. It was ridiculous but Wafa secretly enjoys watching him drive.

"I was thinking about how we were both clueless about Rayyan and Humera." She chuckled softly whilst getting down from the car. Shahzaib followed suit, locked the car and they walked into the mansion side by side.

Tonight might be the last night they spend here. It made Wafa all bittersweet and sad. She didn't have anything to call her own in this house, except maybe Shahzaib's room. She'd miss that place and all the beautiful memories they created there unknowingly. A nostalgic feeling passed through her eyes.

"Yes. How did we not notice?" He smiled at her.

"We were just dumb," Wafa snorted as they neared the staircase, she remembered something and bit her lips, anticipating Shahzaib's reaction.

"What happened? Why are you not moving?" He questioned her, she looked at him with a shake of her head, "I was going to sleep with my mama, remember?"

Shahzaib groaned.

Now that was the reaction she expected.

"Seriously?" His face fell in disappointment.

"Seriously," Wafa replied whilst fighting off a smile.

"I guess that's fair. You should not neglect your mother," He muttered those words with great difficulty and it was impossible for her to not smile, "why are you smiling like that?" He grumbled with annoyance.

"Admit it, you'll miss me," Wafa muttered teasingly. She saw a flicker of emotions pass through his eyes before he said, "maybe, I will."

His admission has stunned her into silence. Shahzaib was not the one who admits things like that, she knows that much about him at least. And to see him confessing something like that as if he meant it with all his heart made her breathless.

"You will?" She found herself asking him.

"I will," he looked right into her eyes as he said that. Goosebumps raised on her hands as she watched him silently. Something changed after the engagement party, she could feel that. Shahzaib was different. She couldn't pinpoint what exactly but there was a change in him.