WINNER OF HEART♡

◇part 8◇

Janan's face lit up with a radiant smile. "Go and sleep, Mr. Moron," she said with affectionate amusement. Ramin chuckled softly, and as Janan got up, he settled down on the sofa, pouting. "I want to cuddle you," he said with a childlike pout.

Janan's eyes widened in surprise. "Astaghfirullah, I can't with this man," she murmured, a mixture of disbelief and amusement in her voice. Ramin looked at her with pleading, doe-like eyes. "Jan, I want to cuddle you all day and night," he said earnestly.

Janan gave him a stern look, trying to suppress her smile. "Yah, sleep now or I'm going to punch you," she warned, her tone firm yet playful. Ramin giggled and closed his eyes, settling into the sofa.

Janan went into the kitchen to prepare a cup of coffee for him. When she returned with the steaming mug, she found Ramin snoring softly. She couldn't help but chuckle at the sight and gently placed the mug on the table beside him.

She then covered him with a soft blanket and whispered, "Sleep well, Min."

Stepping outside, Janan saw Zahra and Bella approaching. "Bella, can we sleep in another room?" she asked quietly.

Zahra and Bella exchanged puzzled glances. "Why? What happened?" Zahra asked, her curiosity piqued.

Janan sighed and recounted the entire story of the evening's events. Zahra and Bella listened with growing astonishment. After Janan finished, Bella suggested, "There's an empty room available. Let's go there." Janan agreed, and they began heading towards the room.

Suddenly, Hadi appeared in front of them, looking around with interest. "Have you seen Ramin?" he asked.

Janan, sounding weary, replied, "He's sleeping in Bella's room."

Hadi's expression turned confused. "Really? Let me go see him." He started moving towards Bella's room, but Zahra called out sharply, "Muhammed Hadi!"

He turned back with a chuckle and approached her, maintaining a respectful distance. "I didn't know my name could sound so beautiful when spoken by someone," he said, his tone teasing.

Zahra rolled her eyes and responded with icy detachment, "Don't you dare wake him up, or I'll chop your hands off."

Bella and Janan, observing the interaction, struggled to hold back their laughter. Hadi leaned closer to Zahra and whispered, "Aish, brave and beautiful." Zahra, clearly annoyed, clenched her fist, kissed it, and then delivered a swift punch to his face. Hadi winced in pain, and Janan and Bella burst into laughter.

Janan, still giggling, addressed Hadi, "You'd better careful around her. She won't think twice about beating you up. I suggest you recite Ayatul Kursi whenever you're near her." Hadi smirked, looked at Zahra with a mischievous glint in his eye, and said, "I'm ready to face any challenge if it means she's involved." Zahra shot him a fierce glare, and Janan looked at him with a mix of amusement and admiration.

Zahra then turned and walked away, with Janan and Bella following closely behind. They entered the empty room, and Zahra lay down on the mattress with a heavy sigh. Janan and Bella joined her, settling in beside her.

As Janan closed her eyes, she said, "I think Hadi might be in love with Zahra."

Zahra, still lying down, replied, "I'm sure he acts that way with every girl."

Janan shook her head and said, "I don't think so. I believe he's different with you."

Zahra turned to look at Janan, a thoughtful expression on her face. "You might be his lost sister."

Janan laughed heartily at Zahra's comment. "Wallahi, only he could handle you," she said, still amused by the conversation.

The next morning, while Zahra and Bella were still asleep, Janan went through her morning routine. Today was the bride-to-be function, an event she had been looking forward to. After taking a refreshing bath, Janan chose an elegant off-white maxi dress. She paired it with a matching hijab and draped a complementary dupatta over her shoulders. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, feeling prepared and excited for the day ahead.