Qurbat

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It was a busy Tuesday afternoon with Osman sitting in his CEO chair whilst his hands tapping on the laptop's keyboard smoothly.

His hands stopped as he analysed what was on the laptop screen before his free hand moved to pick up a file that rested on the desk. He flipped through the pages before his gaze again moved to the screen and he started typing again.

The glasses that rested on his nose mirrored the screen before he fixed them with his index finger continuing to type.

It had been more than a week since the date. 14 days to be exact as per Osman's calculation.

"Tu theek tou hai naa?" The voice of a person that had been staring at him for past 15 minutes spoke making Osman finally look up.

"Tera nikkah hai 2 hafton mein! Aur tu itna sukoon mein kaise hai?!" Ayaan was actually worried about his friend now.

"Hmm" Osman shrugged his shoulders nodding while Ayaan just sat stunned at his calm figure.

"Tu bilkul theek nhi hai! Look, I know this therapist-" Ayaan's words were cut off by Osman.

"Coffee?" He spoke calmly. Ayaan just nodded his head, the lines on his forehead still visible from the so called 'worry'. He couldn't say no to a good cup of coffee.

"Two coffees. Black. No sugar." Osman spoke on the PBX telephone before placing it down.

"So..." Ayaan raised his eyebrows for his friend to continue. His friend's attitude made him more interested in the gossip.

"I gave up." Osman didn't look up from the laptop screen.

"Oh so you gave-what?! You gave up!?" Ayaan exclaimed actually shocked.

He placed his hand on Osman's forehead but removed it sensing no fever. He sat back before looking at Osman with squinted eyes.

"Got it! Kahin kala jadu-" his words got cut of by Osman finally giving him the most cliché Osman's iconic 'tf?' look.

Ayaan look at him raising his eyebrows and blinking his eyes with a 'trust me. It's true' look.

The over acting was finally ended by the peon entering with thier coffees placing them on the desk before he disappeared.

They silently sipped thier coffees before Osman finally started speaking. "I can't do anything to get away from this marriage. It's almost impossible. So i gave up".

"You've got to be kidding me son! Osman Sikandar giving up? to a 21? 21 year old girl! Tchtchtchtch." Ayaan replied shaking his head with in disappointment, more like his overly dramatic ass.

"Not to her. But to my family. They seem happy with this marriage." Osman corrected pointing his pen that he wrote with at him lazily.

"So what about all those, 'I don't want to marry that troublesome wild kitten!' Or 'i will never ever marry her!' Huh?" Ayaan mocked Osman as he spoke making the guy roll his eyes.

"Wait! Kahin tumhe..." Ayaan's words turned his lips to a smirk Osman frown.

"It's precisely and only for my family." Osman answered with his jaw clenched.

Osman's gaze stopped from the notification on his mobile which seemed to a message from his sister which made him stand up.

"Oh. Haan, I've to go. I can't get late" he spoke collecting his mobile and jacket.

"Where?" Ayaan questioned looking at his hurried figure.

"Umm, actually it's some shopping I've to take Maham, bi-jaan and maa for the nikkah." Osman replied.

Ayaan looked at him not sulking at the shopping. He was shocked.

"And yea. Look after the CG clients for me. Thankyou. They'll be here in 30 minutes." Osman turned speaking more like ordering before leaving as he typed something on his phone.

"I'm your business partner! Not your assistant, dude!" Ayaan exclaimed as he watched his bestfriend completely ignore his words.

"...........He's not the guy to give up that easily. Something's definitely up with his mind or even worse....his heart..." Ayaan mumbled to himself as he watched Osman leave.

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"Look, yeh acha hai. It matches with the clothes" Maham showed Isha a set she liked.

"Hmm. It's pretty but, It's too maximal." Isha pouts shaking her head.

While all this discussion between the ladies was taking place Osman sat at the very corner again, but this time his eyes never left her.

He didn't find her any special yet his eyes were on her. Maybe it was because of his thoughts that comprised of her. Maybe the change of opinion he had that concerned him about himself , but he felt relaxed.

"Osman!" Osman jerked his head towards bi-jaan calling him. She had a smile on her face. A teasing smile.

"Agr Isha ko tklia ho tou zra idhr bhi dekhlo." She spoke with a teasing smile as he heard small giggles of the ladies.

"Uh..I-..ji." was all he said before looking at what bi-jaan was showing. Just looking. His attention still didn't budge from her.

Smiles were still displyed on everyone's faces. Maybe she was blushing too.

Osman's leaned forward near the table , his head still towards what bi-jaan was showing while talking. He didn't hear a word.

His eyes move towards her who was sitting sideways? Her right arm rested on the table her head resting leaning on it tiredly. And not to mention she didn't look anywhere close to blushing.

'Should'nt she be blushing? Not that she 'has' to but, usually girls do blush, you know?'

He was in deep thoughts again.

"Well I have gotten myself a defected piece." The thoughts made bi-jaan look at him with a 'hainnn??' look making him realise the thoughts slipped out of his mouth.

"Tum yaha yeh krne aye ho?! Madad krwao behen ki!"

Oh yes! Saahil was here too, but instead of sulking he actually came prepared. He wore airpods while he held his phone horizontally continuously typing furiously. Anyone could tell he was busy gaming.

Osman turned his head back to mind his own business. This time just 'his' business. No thoughts.

Just as self consoling thoughts passed through his head he let out a sigh.

'Life was better when I only had work to worry about.'

He let out another sigh.

'That's it. I won't marry her! Its final! Never ever! I'm not even her type. Yes, mana krdunga that's it!' He himself felt he had gone mad with the change of opinion with every second.

He confirmed in his mind, but only god knew what was waiting for him.

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Assalamoalaikum!

New chapter! Idk why my writing productivity has suddenly increased so i am taking full advantage of it.

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