He is obsessed. For her.
She is a broken soul.
Armaan Nouman Ali Khan is a 6ft 2 inches tall, handsome man. Obsessed with his childhood love. Cold for others but has a soft side for his childhood love. He has his personal art room filled with his ch...
At night. In Armaan's house. All of them were sitting and having dinner. Nouman spoke: "I heard you are going to attend the wedding?" Armaan nodded: "Yes, I'm going". Nouman: "Don't change your decision at the end". Armaan: "I won't". Nouman smirked: "Zeenat, if Armaan is going, it means there is a girl he is interested in". Armaan choked on the food. Nouman and Zeenat started laughing. Armaan was still coughing.
Zeenat: "Nouman, don't tease him. He will tell us at the right time". Armaan calmed down and smirked. It was Armaan's time to tease his parents. Armaan smirked: "Baba if I say there is someone so, will you get me married to her?" Nouman and Zeenat were surprised as he never shared this new information about him. And they thought he wasn't interested in anyone. Both said in unison: "What?"
Armaan smirked more and started having his dinner. Zeenat got interested and asked: "Who is that girl?" Nouman was surprised: "Wow! Here our son had taken an interest in a girl and we get to know about it now". Zeenat asked again: "Please tell, who is that girl?" Armaan looked up from his plate, passed a smile, and said: "I'm done with my dinner. Bye!" With that Armaan left. Nouman got a little upset: "Look at him! He didn't even tell us". Zeenat sighed and shook her head negatively. Both of them know that Armaan won't tell them unless he wants to. So, forcing is futile.
Armaan's POV:
Gosh! It is no lie that parents know everything about their kids. My parents really had me when I was having my dinner. I choked on my food when they guessed me having interest in some girl. I could have told them but I thought of getting back at them too. So, I delayed it. Next week, I'm going to meet my jaana. I smirked as I was thinking of preparing a small gift for her. Jaana- my eyes darkened - you're only mine. Only mine.
Author's POV:
At Zoya's house. Zoya knocked on the door and came inside with a tray of food. Zaisha was seated in the bed. Zoya: "API, kuch khaly!"
(Please eat something).
To which Zaisha nodded and started eating. While eating, a knock was heard on the door. Zoya opened the door and stepped aside for the person to come in. It was Dawar. Dawar came in with lots of bags in his hand and kept it aside. Dawar looked at Zaisha and said: "Zoya, leave us alone for a few minutes". Zoya left. Zaisha was eating silently when Dawar sat next to her and asked her: "Haath kyun jalaya?"
(Why did you burn your hand?)
Zaisha didn't reply and stopped eating. Dawar asked again as if he was talking to a baby: "Bacha, kuch pooch raha hoon?"
(I'm asking you something?)
Zaisha tried to control her tears, and spoke: "mujhy jalan ho rahi thi. Kuch samajh nahi aaya uss time toh haath jala diya".
(It was burning. I couldn't understand anything at that time so, I burned myself).
Dawar spoke gently: "You could have called me, bacha". Zaisha was about to say something when Hamza and Afshan entered the room. Zaisha wiped her tears from the corner of her eyes. Afshan worriedly asked: "Zaisha kaisi ho? Haath kaisy jalaya? Doctor ky paas jana hai?"
(How are you, zaisha? How did you burn your hand? Do you want to go to the doctor?)
Zaisha smiled: "Mami Jaan, I'm alright. I burned myself while making pancakes and I don't want to go to the doctor as Dawar Bhai has attended me". Hamza spoke: "Beta, where were you distracted?" Zaisha replied: "Mamo Jaan, while cooking these small accidents happen. It's no big deal". Hamza kept his hand on her head and said: "Take care! If you need something, do tell us". Zaisha nodded. Hamza said: "Dawar, I need to talk to you. Come with me".
With that Hamza and Dawar left the room. Before leaving, Afshan said: "Take care beta!" Afshan left too. Zoya entered the bedroom with a sad expression. Zaisha noticed Zoya's behavior and got confused because Zoya doesn't behave like this. Zaisha knows Zoya is a bubbly person. Zaisha asked with affection: "Kya huwa Zoya?"
(What happened Zoya?)
Zoya replied: "API, you burnt your hand so, I don't know how to cheer you up as you look upset to me". Zaisha smiled and said: "Zoya, if you want to cheer me up, then show me what Dawar Bhai has bought in those bags". Zoya's eyes shined and she rushed to show things to Zaisha. As Zoya was showing things, Zaisha's phone rang. Zaisha picked up the call as it was Irum. Irum: "kaisi ho Zaisha?"
(How are you Zaisha?)
Zaisha: "I'm good. What about you?" Irum replied: "main bhi theek hoon. Main bore ho rahi hoon. Tum btao tyaari kaisi jaa rahi hai?"
(I'm good too. I'm getting bored. You tell me, how is the preparation going?)
(Just now my dresses are delivered, I'm looking into that).
Irum got excited and asked: "yaar I also want to see". Zaisha: "ok!" Irum: "I will video call you". With that call disconnected. Zaisha asked: "Zoya, my friend wants to see the dresses through video call. I hope you don't mind". Zoya smiled and said: "I don't mind!" Irum video called and Zaisha picked up the call. Irum: "dekhao kapry".
(Show me your dress).
Zaisha said: "I'm showing but you tell me about your preparations". Irum: "mainy karli hai. Mery kapry dry clean hony gaye hai. Bass parso tak mil jaye gy".
(I have completed the preparations. My clothes are gone for dry cleaning. I will get it the day after tomorrow).
Zaisha nodded. Zaisha, Irum, and Zoya further discussed clothes and functions. The week passed by and Sadiq couldn't get a chance to go near Zaisha. Dawar gave Sadiq tons of work to him. And Dawar kept a close eye on Sadiq. This made Sadiq frustrated and the next week started in the blink of an eye. It was Dawar's Nikkah day.
Aslam o alikum! Hey readers! I hope you enjoyed Chapter 6. In the next chapter Armaan and Zaisha are going to meet. OMG! I'm screaming internally as it will be an interesting encounter. If possible, do share your thoughts. Positive critics are welcomed :)
