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5.

After their breakfast, Juman marched back to her room to get a file, Aurad too followed her. His phone buzzed making a vibrant sound. He quickly slide to disconnect the call. Juman was watching his with the corner of her eyes. She ignored him and marched to her car. Aurad following her like a lost puppy.

The driver shivered and feared saying,"Madam aaj hum office nhi le ja payenge, humare kandhe ki surgery h"

Juman looked at him and gave a nod, "thik h jao, Mr. Bodyguard here.." she said handing him the car keys. Aurad gave a small nod and both sat in the car.

He rolled his eyes when she sat at the back.
But does he have guts or does he care? No.
The car was running on the road with normal speed. Juman was scrolling her phone. She could hear his phone vibration.

"You can attend the call" she said looking out of the window.

Aurad whispered a small thank you and keeping and eye on the road he slides to answer. As soon as he brought the phone near his ear. He heard a yell!

"Aurad!!! Kaha ho tum!! Ek baar btana bhi zruri nhi smjha!" She said angrily.

"Relax, i am on my duty now. Will talk later." He said in a firm voice.

"Ye jo tumari duty hena! Or kaha duty kar rahe ho uss nakchdi ke pass! Dur rehna usse.. wo bhot maahir h handsome, dashing ladko ko phasane me!" Said the girl blasting his ear. Indeed Juman could hear all this. But she was calm and silent.

Aurad's eyes went to Juman, through rare mirror. All what he could see was a innocent face with sharp business mind. A successful lady. Who doesn't need a king to be a queen.

Juman could feel his eyes on her.
"Eyes on the road, Mr. Bodyguard" she said looking out.

Aurad turned his gaze on the road and applied a quick brake. The construction work was going on blocking the road. He ended the call.

"Ma'am road block h, right turn lele? Waha se short cut padega" he suggested.

"Nhi left se chalo" she said declining his idea.

"Wo sunsan rasta h" he again tried to say his pov.

"Bhediye nhi khayenge ap fikar mat kariye" she said sighing, looking at her watch.

Aurad rolled his eyes and "muje meri parwah nhi h, apki safety ke liye..

"We are running late!" She said with a angry gaze.

He rolled his eyes and again his phone buzzed it was her again. He slide the call to answer, "shut up! Mene kaha na baad me baat karenge!" Saying this he ended the call.

"I am taking a short cut!" He said glaring at Juman. Juman clenched her jaw and smirked, "Ofcourse, as you desire" she said sweetly.

Aurad shooked his head, as driving through a short cut, suddenly the car stopped in the middle of the road. Few men were standing near a tea stall talking, Aurad sighed and hoped down the car to check what's wrong with the car.

His jaw dropped to ground when he saw sharp small stones scattered on the roads.
He looked here and there. He understood why Juman was suggesting the other side.

"So? Are we going to stay here?" She asked peeking from the window. Aurad gulped nervously and said, "i will do something"

"Sure sure... best of luck" she said smiling sweetly.

Meanwhile those 3 4 men walked towards them. They looked all creepy.

"Uncle ye konsi jagah h?" Asked Aurad.

"Ye humara ilaka h, yaha se koi bach ke nhi ja skta" said the 1st man. Aurad rolled his eyes. While his mind mocked, 'or mat sun ma'am ki ab phas gya na'

"Mr. Bodyguard, here" said Juman hoping down the car and handed his gun.

Aurad gave a satisfactory smile and turned to the men who were ready to attack Aurad.

Juman sat on the bonnet enjoying the show. Ofcourse Aurad was strong, and he showed his strength in no minutes.

"Ab btaoge yaha mechanic kaha milega?" Aurad asked pointing his gun at them.

"Yaha se thoda aage" said the one fearing to be killed in no minutes. Aurad hummed and said, "dafa ho yaha se, dikh gye na aas paas toh zarur upar phocha dunga"

Aurad turned back to the car and found Juman sitting on the bonnet enjoying the scene.

"Ye sach me pagal h" he mumbled.

"Suna mene" said Juman fixing her coat.

"Or sunne ke liye hi bola jata h, shayad?" He said rolling his eyes.

"Or muje kisi ke bolne se koi farq nhi pdta" she said sitting back in the car.

He too sat in the car, turning on the Ac.

"Ma'am honestly, mene apse zyda sanki aurat nhi dekhi" he said chuckling.

"Dekho ge bhi nhi" she said closing her eyes.

He just stared at her through the rare mirror.

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"Jibran what's wrong? Why are you not talking to me?" Asked his gf.

Jibran sighed and said,"Listen Misha... mera career important h, we can be friends? And you know na i am already engaged to someone?" He said making her understand.

She shooked her head, "ab dekhna me uska kya karungi"

"Haa bilkul jese me karne dunga, lay a finger on her and be ready to buried!" He said gritting his teeths. As he wad seriously wanted a good career in photography. It was his passion, his peace. And as per Juman's rules and regulations he wants to achieve it, he has to be humble and fair with Rumana.

The girl gritted her teeths. Jibran checked the time. It was already past 1pm. Means her school will be off in 15 minutes. He wrapped up his laptop and few magazines in his bag and marched towards her school. As her school and his university were in the opposite directions on the road.

He saw few boys ogling girls. He ignored them until he heard the one say, "wo ladki sahi rahegi!"

"Dude!? That one? She can't talk!? Upar se she is Juman Agha Jamil's cousin! Jaan se maar degi wo!" Said the other one.

Jibran narrowed his eyes at the boys.

Meanwhile he spotted Rumana coming out alone. She was all sad and lost.

He waved at her gaining ger attention, she smiled lightly and waved back.

"How was your day?" He asked with a small smile. Though his heart was restless. He was giving a chance to himself. He has too.

She gave a thumbs up, but few tears gathered in her eyes. Meanwhile a girl same as her age came running towards them.

"Ap Rumana ke guardian h?" She asked narrowing her eyes.

"Ji? Ap kon? Or kyu puch rahi ho?" Jibran asked confusingly.

"My name is Dil e Dahab, i am her classmate, teach her some kunfu, bhot sidhi h apki bhen.. choti choti baato pe ro jati h! Ab har baar me thodina ladungi iske liye?" Dil said in one go. Making Jibran chuckle and frown in a sec.

Meanwhile they a manly voice. "Dil" called Hyzin.

"Ok bye.. Mana" Dil said waving her and ran into Hyzin's arms. Rumana's eyes longingly ranked towards the love and affection Dil was getting from Hyzin. Jibran followed her eyes. He understood what she exactly needs. Even though having all the luxurious life. She crave for love and protection.

"Rumana?" He called softly. Rumana turned to him and gave a small  innocent smile.

"Kisne pareshan kiya? Btao muje?" He asked and she just ducked her head down.

He sighed and made sure to gain her trust. He has to gain her trust now. Atleast being kind to a soul is no harm? Right?

While here, Aurad was confused why Juman didn't even said a word even though she heard a girl saying  anything about her character? He gazed at her, who was busy in a meeting.

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