AHL - E - DIL {the people with loving heart}

first meeting

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Time Skip: 30 Minutes Later

Amaya entered the party hall, making her way toward the bar.

You might be wondering what Amaya was doing at Hamza's party. Well, it's not just Hamza's party; it's also Azizi's. Both Hamza and Azizi are business partners, and essentially, Amaya is Azizi's business partner. Sorry for interrupting the flow, my sunshines!

Amaya's P.O.V.

As I headed to the bar, I heard someone call, “Amaya, babe.” I turned around to find it was Mr. Azizi, but he wasn’t alone. Standing next to him was a man who looked incredibly handsome. I had never seen anyone like him before. His green eyes, black silky hair, and captivating smile left me breathless.

I had met many boys, but none compared to him. My heart raced inexplicably as thoughts of him swirled in my mind.

“Amaya, babe, where are you lost? What are you thinking?” Mr. Azizi interrupted, clearly noticing my distraction. “I called you so many times.”

“Uh, nothing,” I replied, trying to regain my composure.

“Amaya, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just... how are you?”

“I’m good. What about you?”

“I’m also good.”

“Great!”

Should I ask about him? I hesitated. What if he thinks I’m being too forward?

“Um, Azizi,” I started.

“Yeah?” he responded.

“Who was that person with you?”

“Person? Who are you talking about?”

“That boy who was with you a while back.”

“Oh, that’s Muhammad Hamza, the number one businessman.”

“Number one businessman? Amazing!”

“Why did you ask?”

“Nothing,” I said, trying to brush it off.

“Okay,” he replied, raising an eyebrow. Does he think I’m hiding something?

“Let’s go meet the others,” I suggested, eager to change the subject.

“Okay.”

Amaya's P.O.V.

As I walked with Azizi, I accidentally bumped into someone.

“What the f***? Are you blind?” I exclaimed.

When I looked up, I realized it was Hamza, and once again, I found myself captivated by him.

Hamza's P.O.V.

I was searching for Ayaz when I collided with someone. Looking up, I immediately averted my gaze because the girl in front of me was wearing revealing clothing. Then I heard Mr. Azizi's voice. “Amaya, are you okay?”

Amaya? I thought. Is she Muslim? I can't believe she’s wearing something so revealing.

“I’m sorry,” I muttered before quickly leaving the scene.

Mr. Azizi's P.O.V.

As Hamza walked away, I noticed Amaya staring at him until he disappeared from sight. Does Amaya like Hamza? The way she was lost in thought gave me pause. But could she really like him? I shook my head. Hamza would never accept her. Why am I even thinking about this? Focus on the party, Azizi!

After a While: Ayaz Enters the Party

Ayaz's P.O.V.

“Where is Hamza? I thought he was outside.” I stepped out to call him because of a network issue.

Once outside, I dialed Hamza's number. After several attempts, he finally picked up.

On the Phone

“Hello?” Hamza answered.

Ayaz - “Hello! Where the hell are you?” I demanded.

Hamza - “At home.”

Ayaz - “Can I ask what you’re doing there?”

Hamza - “I came to change my clothes. Why didn’t you tell me you were changing too? I was looking for you like crazy!”

Hamza - “I was looking for you, which is why my clothes got ruined.”

Ayaz - “How did that happen?”

“I bumped into a girl, and my clothes got ruined.” hamza said

Ayaz - “Are you mad? How can your clothes get ruined by bumping into someone?”

Hamza - “Because she had a glass of wine in her hand!”

Ayaz - “Oh, so that’s how it is!”

Hamza - “Galti meri nahi, galti tumhari hai!” (It's not my fault; it's your fault!) said hamza

Ayaz - “Are you for real?” 

Hamza - “No, I’m a ghost.”

Ayaz - “Ugh, just come back quickly!”

I hung up, feeling a mix of frustration and amusement.

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