HER HUSBAND [A STRANGER IN HER HEART]

Chapter Twenty seven

Farha's POV.

"Come on Farha, Iqram is around" I faltered upon trailing down the plane, a questioning look resting on my face.

"Who's Iqram?" I finally got my feet to the ground and gritted my teeth as I was met by the rays of the sun.

It was about evening already and the sight around was close to behold, the whole environment welcoming dusk.

"It's my P.A, P.A to the Director of Imran & Co. Ltd." He replied smiling and gestured for me to walk on.

At first I was lost but sooner I realized we were moving closer to a latest BMW brand of car.

"Achechha!" my mouth set agape.

"What?" He met me with a sheepish smile and before realising it I had encircled him with myself.

"Farha you're gonna squeeze the hell out of my bones" he muttered, my hand wrapped firmly around his torso.

I let him go at once, and he met me with a sigh.

"Salamualaykum man! Been a lot while!" The young man... Iqram I mean, greeted Aadil and engulfed him in a hug so immense like he was never going to let go.

"Wa'alaykumsalam see you uhn, true being a huge lot while. How's my Iqram doing?" Aadil replied, breaking the hug and patting him severally on both his shoulders.

"Of course he's fine, see him a whole standing in front of his long gone friend again" Iqram grinned revealing his crooked teeth which earned my shock.

He was such a nice man though, but unfortunately his teeth... Astagfirullah I looked away immediately.

"Nice having you here ma'am, Salamualaykum" he directed that to me and I replied instantly with a little bit of smile crept on my lips.

"Shall we?"

"Of course" And we all found our seat in the car.

"Get prepared for an attack from Leena man, she's missed you so much" Iqram spoke as he drove and Aadil got alerted.

"Really"

"Yeah she's cried almost all day and night waiting for you to be back" he said and shook his head pitifully while I took a quick glance at him from the back seat before averting my gaze back outside.

Aadil was seated beside me but was far from gaining my attention, while I looked outside the window scrutinizing the whole city.

Islamabad! Looks a lot real like what I've heard and seen on screens about it.

Iqram's words brought my gaze back to the car and at the hearing of her name, I wondered who she was and why she had cried so much waiting for Aadil to return.

"Poor girl, she hasn't grown still!" Aadil muttered and the look he wore on his face showed he was bothered.

"Here we are" Iqram announced as he pulled into the compound of a half duplex which turned to be Aadil's house.

"What a lovely sight!" I exclaimed on getting down the car.

"Pwapwaaaaa!!!" Her voice was audible enough to show that she was a little girl.

"Pwapwaaaaa!" She shouted again, her feminine baby voice passing a message that she could cry very soon.

I traced the direction of her voice to the patio and saw her struggling with a maiden, whoever she was I want to believe she was the house help but,

"Who is this little girl?" The question right on my mind.

"Come on" Aadil pulled my hand from where it rested and we made our way into the house.