Iztiraar

18.

Coating her lips with her red lipstick, she pouted and smiled at her reflection. While he who was keeping an eye on her each move. Smiled and shooked his head at her antics. She purposely licked her lips, battling her eyelashes, innocently. He rolled his eyes sipping his soft drink.

"Am I looking beautiful?" She asked with hopeful eyes.

He scanned her from head to toe and frowned, though she looked ravishing in her silver shimmering short dress. She got a hour glass figure. Hair silky and reached uptill her mid back. Not too long not too short. Just perfect, with matching silver heels.

She looked more than beautiful. His mind mocked..."she looks soo ravishing!"

He shooked his head and cleared his throat.

"Thik thak" he said shrugging. She frowned and worrying went back towards the mirror. She scanned herself from head to toe. "Ye mascara thik nhi? Yaa dress? Or this bracelet? Heels? Mere baal? Tell me Aurad what should I change?" She asked checking her out with dim and all lights on!

He looked at her with confused and surprised gaze. She believed him! The great Juman believed his words! Does he matters to her?

"Juman come here" he commands and she quickly stood infront of her.

"What should I do? Tume pasand aane ke liye?" She asked innocently.. he could she how was she fidgeted her fingers. Seems like she faced same situation before... with trauma.

He held her hands.. and found her shiver.. she bited her lips... her breathings turned heavier. "I am not looking good... What Should I do... what Should I do... I ....

He frowned at her words.. cupping her cheeks he rubbed away her lipstick with his thumb.

"You look perfect, more than perfect" he whispered pulling her closer. She sniffed and pouted cutely. "Really?"

He nodded confirming.

"Juman can you explain me something? Hmm will you?" He said politely making her sit on the bed.

She nodded agreeing straightening his collar.

"You are the great Juman Agha Jamil, you are perfect.. meri opinion se kya farq padta h? And.. I..

"Farq padta h, Juman ko Aurad ke kahe huye ek ek lafz se farq padta h, you don't know what you mean to me" she said looking directly into his eyes.

His heart swelled with tranquility. "Why Juman? Why I am soo special for you?" He asked softly caressing her back of hands.

"In view of the fact that..I am falling for you" she whispered softly looking directly into his eyes. He stiffened. Juman too stiffened whispering the words. Her heart beated loudly. Her mind had one thing, "aaj nhi toh kabhi nhi!!"

He left her hand and stood up running his hands in his hair, being frustrated.

"Muje aesa mazak pasand nhi Juman!" He said gritting his teeths.

"Me mazak karti bhi nhi Aurad!!" She said glaring at him.

"See.. Juman you are mistaking our friendship with love.. you and me are opposite polls!" He said avoiding his eyes.

"Opposite attracts!" She said smirking.

He glared at her and shooked his head, "what do you exactly want Juman? Tell me.. any sort of revenge? " he asked angrily.

She flinched at his words.

"Why would use you for my revenge!? " she mumbled unbelievingly.

He rubbed his face with pure frustration. "You know what Juman!! I am sorry, i am not into this!!" He said and marched out of her room. She looked at his disappearing figure with anger, frustration and somwhere guilt, sadness and her small heart just had a heart break.