"Dada abbu, aap bhi chaliye na mere saath. Bohot mazaa aayega. Iss ghar ke bahar bhi zindagi aur wo bohot khoobsurat hai." Layla urged while she was getting ready to be back home.
"Phir kabhi. Aaj kal main zara busy hoon kaam ke silsile mai." He lovingly patted her head and she grumbled.
"Aap hamesha yahi kahte hai."
"Ye chhodo aur tum yeh batau ke tum faris se kab baat karogi. Tum nahi baat kar sakti tou mujhe bataa do. Main baat kar leta hoon. Meri umar ho gayi hai, bachay. Nahi maloom aur kitni lambi zindagi hai. Main tumhe shaadi shuda aur apne ghar mai hasta basta dekhna chahta hoon."
"Dada abbu, aise tou mat boliye. Aur main Faris se kaise baat kar sakti hoon? Mujhe thoda waqt lagega. Aap junayd se baat kar le. Aur usse kah bhi dein ke mujhse door rahe."
He ignored her and took out the box of chocolate from the cabinet.
"Le kar jaana. Switzerland se order kiya tha tumhare liye." Her excitement bubbled up at the sight of her favourite chocolate.
"Aur layla, tum acche kapde pahna karo. Ye kya jeans shirt pahen rakha hai tum ne. Ladkiyon pe shalwar kameez acchi lagti hai aise libaas nahi. Kal itni acchi lag rahi thi." His nose scrunched up at her black top and a black pants. She layered up with a long black coat.
"Itna accha tou hai. Aap bhi na dada abbu."
"Haan. Bhayi. Ab tum kaha meri baat sunogi. Ab tou sirf Faris ki farmaish puri hogi." The blush deepened at his words.
"Dada abbu." She whined and a smile falter on her lips.
"Waise aapko kaise lage faris?"
"Accha hi hoga. Aakhir tumhari pasand hai."
Layla smiled and wrapped her arms around him.
Everything was perfect.
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Layla was sitting in the car with him while he was driving the car on the smooth road.
"Kaisa laga mere ghar tumhe?"
"Bohot ajeeb."
"Kyu?" She was offended.
"Sab bohot ajeeb the. Ghar aapka waqayi khoobsurat tha par waha ke log. Uff main apni zindagi mai aaj tak aise logon se nahi mila. Pehle aapke dada abbu jo mujhse aise sawaalat puchh rahe the jaise ke main ne aap ke saath bhaag ke shaadi ki hai. Itna ghoor rahe the wo mujhe. Aur wo househelp, aise jataa rahi thi aapke na hone wale mangetar ke baare mai jaise main mar raha hoon aapse shaadi karne ke liye." Mar tou wo raha hai.
Her mouth gaped open at his words and she felt the urge to scream at him.
"Aap bohot judgemental hai. Khair, main khush hoon aaj iss liye aap ko jaane de rahi hoon. Waise aapko pata hai meri jaan chhut gayi uss junayd ke bacche se."
He coughed loudly at his words.
"Kaise?" He composed himself.
"Dada abbu maan gaye kyunki maine unhe bataya ke main kisi aur ko pasand karti hoon."
"Aap kise pasand karti hai?" He couldn't control himself.
"Main nahi bataa sakti."
"Aap chahti hai ke mai aapki minnat karu?" He raised his eyebrows and she chuckled.
"Sahi waqt par main aapko bataa dungi. Abhi bataa dungi tou aap khafa ho jaayenge."
"Jaise aapko mere khafa hone se fark padta hai." He rolled his eyes and the hold on the steering wheel tightened.
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