Laazawaal Mohabbat

Chapter 2 : The Manor & The Orphanage

In the most affluent area of Ajmer, standing tall on the finest Italian marbled pillars, spread out on a land of 10,000 square feet, was the grand Sulaimaan Manor. It was surrounded by vast green lands, having fruitful trees and a large garden full of fresh and unique flowers. From the high gates, a stone path started which lead all the way to the main entrance into the manor secured with finest wooden doors.

Upon entering the main hall, one would need to take a deep breath to brace oneself for the breathtaking and magnificent interiors. White marble. Wherever the gaze went. So lustrous that anyone could slip if walked carelessly and so shiny that the reflections felt real. It was based on white and gold theme, considering the furniture and decoration pieces were solely of the two. A staircase was leading towards the upper floors from just beside the living area.

Speaking of which, the said area was echoing with the laughter of two ladies, who looked to be having the time of their lives.

“Really Aafiya, it was hilarious! She looked ready to combust into thin air!” - said a lady with brown hair tied up in a bun, wearing an expensive velvet green saree with embroidered golden borders. She was in her early 40s. But the makeup was making her look in late 30s.

“I missed the fun!” - the other lady, Aafiya, said while wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Aafiya Sulaimaan. A graceful and beautiful lady even in her early 40s. She was wearing a satin teal blue saree with a shimmering silver full-sleeved blouse. Her black hair were tied up in a lose bun, some fringes prettily falling on her forehead where a tiny bindi could be seen in the center. Her body carried such elegance that her just sitting on the sofa looked like a queen on her throne.

“But seriously Shahbano, she just thought that she liked Kashish for her son and asked straightaway for her hand in marriage ? I mean com'on! She should have thought twice about the class difference between you guys.” - Aafiya said, shaking her head.

“Oh tactics of these people to settle their life. Ignore it.” - Shahbano said, rolling her eyes.

“But sometimes I fear what would happen when a well-to-do family will ask for her ? Sheheryaar bhai would agree in a heartbeat.” - Aafiya said a little worried.

“Arrrey no chance! You don't have to worry about that Aafi. Kashish will become only your daughter-in-law. I remember my promise. Besides, Arbaaz and Kashish are made for each other. No one can change that.” - Shahbano said, smiling brightly.

Aafiya smiled as well. “I know. But I'm getting impatient now. That's why I have decided to talk to Abhi. He has completed his studies and is joining office from next week as well. I think it's time for him to get married.” - Aafiya said and Shahbano's eyes lit up with happiness.

“Oh that's such a wonderful news! Kashish will be beside herself!” - Shahbano exclaimed and the duo shared a laugh. “By the way, where are these two ? The race would have ended long ago.” - she inquired, looking at the time.

1:00 PM.

“I'm sure Kashish would have dragged him for lunch somewhere as a reward for accompanying him despite his rash driving.” - Aafiya said, and the ladies chuckled again.

“These two. Really belong together.” - Shahbano said fondly before picking up her mug of coffee again.

Her mind already lost in wedding planning.

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“THANK ALMIGHTY I'M ALIVE! YOU COULD'VE GOT US KILLED! I WON'T BE COMING WITH YOU NEXT YEAR EVEN IF YOU BEG FOR IT!” - Kashish exclaimed, stepping down the lavish sports car as the crowd chanted the name of the winner.