I've Got My Eyes On You

Chapter 20 - Close

In a cozy living room, Meerab and Dua found themselves immersed in a light-hearted conversation, the atmosphere tinged with laughter and warmth.

"I hope he's good," Dua teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she probed about Murtasim.

"Yeah, he is," Meerab uttered, a subtle blush playing on her cheeks.

Dua, ever the playful friend, couldn't resist pushing further. "Any chances of a tiny Meerab?" she asked, raising an eyebrow, her tone mischievous.

Meerab turned to look at her, a hint of blush in her cheeks. "You know it's a marriage out of convenience," she said, rolling her eyes.

"WHAT? You two took that term seriously?" Dua gasped in disbelief, her eyes widening.

"No way," she repeated, her disbelief evident.

"NO CONSUMMATION?" Dua asked again, her shock escalating.

Meerab shook her head in a decisive no, her lips forming a half-smile.

"Meerab! That man seems so in love, and you guys did nothing? Oh bhai, duniya se aitbaar uth gya mera dusri dafa. Abhi subha hi meine shoaib Malik or Sana Javed ki shadi ki news suni- ye baat us se bhi zada shocking haiii" Dua exclaimed in a dramatic tone, her hands gesturing in mock despair.

"Dua? Are you mad?" Meerab couldn't help but laugh, her hand playfully whacking her friend.

"Don't you like him?" Dua asked curiously.

"I-uh- I do.." Meerab managed to say.

"Toh phir kya masla hai??!" Dua face-palmed in annoyance.

"He never says he likes or loves me," Meerab said sadly.

"Do you have eyes?" Dua asked sarcastically.

"Uh- yes," Meerab uttered.

"Can't you see his eyes?" Dua yelled, "if he doesn't say, can't you say?!"

"Dua, how can I.." Meerab began.

"Meerab, you have a mouth, which is for kissing. Kiss him and tell him you love him." Dua smirked.

"Shut up," Meerab's jaw dropped as she whacked Dua.

"He's here, he said he'd pick me" Meerab uttered looking at her phone.

"Oh so domestic- " dua sighed in a smile

The soft glow of streetlights bathed the quiet neighborhood as Murtasim stood outside Dua's apartment building. A cool breeze rustled through the leaves, adding a touch of serenity to the moment. Murtasim, dressed in a sleek black suit, exuded an air of quiet confidence as he waited for Meerab.

Soon, the door opened, and Meerab stepped out, adorned in an elegant pink attire. Her eyes brightened upon seeing Murtasim, and a delicate smile graced her lips.

"Chalen?" Murtasim inquired, his voice carrying a warmth that echoed in the quiet night.

Meerab nodded, and as they began to walk towards his car, Murtasim gently placed his hand on the small of her back, a subtle gesture that sent a gentle shiver down Meerab's spine. The touch was possessive yet tender, leaving her with a delicate blush that colored her cheeks. As they reached the car, Murtasim opened the door for Meerab, showcasing a chivalrous charm that didn't go unnoticed. The soft ambiance of the night seemed to amplify the unspoken connection between them. Murtasim's actions spoke volumes, and Meerab couldn't help but be captivated by the subtle gestures that revealed his caring and protective nature.