Love Thy Enemy ~ A ZaiRa FF

Chapter 4 : Wedding Proposal(s)

Kashmala was lounged on the couch in the living room. Holding her phone in hands, she was zooming in and out of Rayyan's pictures on his social media account.

‘I have really got it bad...’ - she thought, groaning to herself.

She was so lost that didn't even register Asif's presence behind whose eyebrows shot upto his hairline as he saw what had his daughter so occupied.

He cleared his throat loudly to announce his presence and nearly laughed as Kashmala dropped her phone in panic.

“Dad! You scared me!” - she placed a hand over her heart and picked up her phone from the floor.

Smiling, Asif came around and took a seat beside his daughter. “I think there's something on which we need to talk.” - he raised his eyebrows at her phone screen that still displayed Rayyan's photo.

Kashmala turned crimson and quickly turned off her phone before putting it aside.

“Do you like him ?” - he asked straightforwardly.

Kashmala tucked her hair behind her ear nervously and nodded her head.

Asif smiled. “Well...” - he stretched the word, making her anxious. “He is a nice guy. Jaffer's nephew and has grown up under his supervision so that's a ten.”

Kashmala's eyes shone with hope.

“I just feel his behaviour is a little.. shoddy ?” - he said with furrowed brows.

“Dad, that's not it. He is actually very nice. Maybe a little irresponsible but otherwise he is very good.” - she tried to convince Asif, holding his hand between both of hers.

He gave a slow nod, thinking deep, before at last, giving a smile. “Okay. I'll talk to Jaffer.”

Kashmala squealed and hugged her father. Asif chuckled and caressed her head affectionately. “So when are you going to talk to Jaffer uncle ?”

“Well.. I'm already headed to his house as he called half an hour ago saying he wanted to talk about something important. If I deemed it proper, I'll talk today itself.” - Asif told her, standing up from the couch. “But you won't say anything to anyone yet, okay ?” - he cautioned while buttoning up his coat.

“Okay.” - she agreed, smiling from ear to ear.

Shaking his head fondly at her excitement, he walked out.

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Zaid was having a bad day. His mood was utterly destroyed and the reason was none other than his own girlfriend, Ayma.

Ayma had called him a couple of hours ago to meet but he had been in a meeting and had reasoned he'll be free in half an hour. He finished his meeting in a haste, reached her office where she worked only to be shown attitude by her that he was late. He tried his best to cajole her, but she asked him to return as she was now busy. Mood spoiled, he returned and was halfway back to his office when she called again and complained why did he leave ?

Like, was she suffering from bipolar disorder or what ? What was that preposterous behaviour ?!

He completely lost his temper when she demanded to return to her workplace again and pick her up.

“You know what Ayma, when you get free, go to your favourite place and have your lunch. Your personal driver is slightly busy for the time being!”

He had snapped and shut the call before switching off his phone. Even the drivers were treated more respectfully than he was being treated by her!

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