Happy Independence day 🇮🇳
It was same day, hectic and boring. Papers, meetings and back to back her fabulous black coffee. Her black coffee was getting on his nerves now and than. Strolling down the cafeteria he completed her order for the 30th time of the day.
"Coffee na ho gyi! Drugs ho gya!" He thought, ranking his long fingers in his black jet hair, he looked here and there. The first thing he gazed was a small space in a corner for those employees who are working on their system. They all looked so young. He curiously marched towards them. They all professionally wished them a good morning. He gave a nod and asked to a boy, "tum log toh college student lagte ho? I guess minor ho? Yaha kese?" Asked non other than Aurad.
"Hum 12th grade me h, or humari families bhot weak background se aati h, we can't afford our school fees so we work here part time. The work is easy according to our level. Or pay bhi achi h" the boy said shrugging his shoulders.
Aurad patted his back and wished all of them a good luck. He smilingly marched to her cabin and placed her coffe mug on the wooden furnished table.
"Lets go.." she said standing up, leaving him in pure rage.
"Itni mehnat se.. me coffee bana kar lata hu or ye bina taste kare hi chor jati h! Pagal!!!" He mumbled gritting his teeths.
All could he understand was that Juman was really very angry! She didn't willed to attend this particular meeting. But she still did it.
After cancelling the huge deal if 15 million, Juman calmly drove back to her mansion.
She walked into her room and plopped her bag and phone on the couch beside the door. Aurad stood outside her as her father marched into her room angrily.
Juman knew that she has to face worst, she already had. But breaking a deal which caused them a loss of all 15 billion dollar was something not even their employees would think off.
Juman's father marched angrily inside her room making her turn and face him. Her injury on the lip stood proudly as she take in his appearance. He shook with rage following in his veins and raised his hand to slap her. Old, dark and deep fear flashed in her eyes only for second seeing the hand came in contact with her cheek. But soon, both vanished away; her fear and his hand too. Juman's gaze flickered to Aurad who stopped her father from slapping her.
Aurad glared at him fiercely with his eagle eyes. His black pitch eyes shining with fierce and anger. Anger, he himself didn't know why.
Jibran stood out of her room seeing the seen unfolding infront of his eyes. He has never seen his father this angry, and the fear he noticed in Juman's eyes made him regret over been a brother. He failed to protect his sister, he realized.
"Apni hadd me raho Aurad!!" Said her father angrily.
"Or ap apni hadd me rahe Jahanzeb sahab, ap mere hote huye inpe hath toh kya ungli bhi nhi utha sakte!" Aurad said warning him dangerously. Juman just stared at his face. Once in a life, someone was taking her side.
"Tumari inti zurrat!!" Jahanzeb sahab yelled angrily.
"Lay a finger on him and I will turn your mansion into ashes!" Words rolled smoothly through her tongue, yet a evil smirk plastered on her face.
Her father gritted his teeths with anger.
"Juman!! Ap pagal ho gyi h!" Her father said helplessly shaking his head.
Juman looked away and sat on her thrown like a Queen. Jibran dragged his father out.
"Shukar manao me le ayaa apko, dono milke keema bana dete apka" Jibran said and marched upstairs to Rumana's room to check upon her.
Aurad turned to her and swiftly locked the door. He searched for the first aid box and strolls near her, "you could have called me once" he said dipping the cotton ball in dettol.
"For what?" She asked mirroring his actions.
"I could have buried him alive" he whispered softly wiping her blood near her lip.
"I thought u are a gentleman, who doesn't raise a hand on woman!" She said looking directly into his eyes.
He chuckled and shooked his head, .. "gentle but not a dumb enough to tackle such situations" he said looking back her.
She stood and removing her coat, she kated down on the bed. Closing her eyes. Within no seconds she was in deep slumber. Aurad couldn't help but just stare at her injured face. She looks pure but broken.
Naive but triggered.
He slowly marched closer to the nightstand to turn off the lights, she gripped his hand, "Don't turn off the lights"
The fear he could see was not anything small or less. He could just meekly nod and move back.
"Don't go out! Stay here.. for a while.." the need of assurance he could sense in her voice was soo much. That he couldn't deny.
He stood there.
She sighed in relief and layed back closing her eyes.
While here Rumana was colouring, Jibran was pacing back and forth in her room. Thinking of an idea, how to gain her trust.
He couldn't find any solution so he dialled Hyzin's no.
"Hye Hyzin.. its me bro Jibran, remember? Your junior?" He said reminding him.
"Haa haa Juman ka chota bhai" Hyzin said rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, well give me some tips to.... um...to handle kids!.. i mean.. yrr bss ab smjh ja" Jibran couldn't form words.
Hyzin chuckled resulting Dil to giggle. She loves coping him.
"Just be kind, protective and humble. Love kids like your own kiddo.. or bache toh bss pyar ke bhuke hote h" Hyzin said narrowing his eyes at Dil who was mimicking him.
Jibran hummed and his eyes went to Rumana. "Anyways say my Regards to Juman and Also her bodyguard, his one of mine neighbour" Hyzin said and bid bye.
Jibran said ok and smilingly he went to Rumana..."me soch rha hu.. ice cream khane chale?" Rumana's eyes widened with excitement.
But a frown to appeared on her face.
She mouthed, "itni raat me? Juman appi dantengi"
"Haa ye toh toh h, toh ice cream ko yaha bula lete h? What's say?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows. She nodded in yes with pure innocence. He noticed that how her eyes shines. When she is happy.
A big box of ice cream was delivered to their mansion. He carried two small bars to her room. And both enjoyed their ice cream.
"Tumara favourite subject kya h?" He asked to continue the conversation.
"Maths" she mouthed smilingly.
He nodded and said, "sahi h, mera toh dimag band ho jata h, maths ki book ki trf dekhne se bhi" she giggled at his words.
"Pta h kal volleyball match h, aaongi muje cheer karne?" He asked giving her tissue to wipe her mouth.
She nodded in no.
"Kyu?" He asked raising his eyebrows.
"Juman appi ...
"Offo usse me permission le lunga.. thik.. " he said assuring her, she smiled and nodded.
Meanwhile his phone rang it was his friend. He slide to decline. She packed her bag, brushed her teeths and hesitatingly tapped his shoulder, he raised his eyebrows at her.
"Hume sona h" she mouthed.
"Oh ha.. sorry" he said smiling awkwardly and stood up from her bed. He was going out of her room, he turned on half a way and said, "rumi catch"
She catched the small key-chain of a barbie.
"Me bhul gya tha dena" he said and waved her bye. She waved bye and smiled at the small key-chain which he snatched from one female friend!
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To be continued ♥️ ✨ 😌
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Roman d'amourA story of a warrior, a warrior who was a woman. A story of sassy, grumpy villain woman with a goofy bodyguard.
