"There will be no divorce, ever. So think before you say yes." His view fixated on her.
"I've already said yes." Her voice and eyes were dim, too much for anyone to not notice.
"I'm a cruel man so don't you dare humiliate me if you get cold feet and...
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A month and two weeks had passed since the accident and Shahwar had now completely healed. There was only a tiny minute scar on her abdomen that reminded her of it now.
The owner of the cafe where she worked had himself visited Shahwar two weeks after the incident and given her first cheque to her. He'd also assured her that she could come back whenever she wanted to work. It had been quite unbelievable for her but she'd felt so relieved after that.
Today she was going back to her work. Rehaan had been home till the day her stitches were removed, the following week he'd come back from work at lunch and when Shahwar was all good to run, jump and hop without even limping a little he'd gone back to work. Though she wasn't allowed to go till one whole month had passed by. She didn't try to rebel especially after the bath incident.
She went down for breakfast where Rehaan was already at the table having his. When he was done eating he stood up and said, "I'll drop you off today." It made Shahwar's mood turn sour.
She didn't want to go with master Kazmi. He'd been so viciously vigilant about her health keeping an eye on her at all times that now she wanted to run away from him. He wouldn't even let her go to the kitchen or garden without Isabel and washroom was considered a forbidden place unless he'd himself not suspect anything fishy about the visit to the place. It had been so embarrassing for her but he was being completely fine about the whole thing.
"Can't I go with the driver?" She tried to give a smile to him for persuasion.
"No." The reply came immediately and with firmness, she knew there was no space for convincing.
Shahwar stood up after finishing the food and went to the living room where he was sitting using his phone and then looked up at her sensing her presence.
"Rehaan." She used her sweetest voice and smile, facing him.
"Hm?" He knew it was a tone meant for a purpose and didn't let it affect him one bit.
"I'm not a baby. Please can I go myself?" Her smile grew cuter with each word.
"No." Brief and exact.
"It will look like I'm being dropped to school by my father." She whined a little.
"I'm going with you, that's it." The reply came with conviction and she frowned.
"Please, I'm a complete grown up, please, please, pretty please Rehaan." His heart was obviously not normal because anyone who'd look at Shahwar right now could have melted and he had to deny his mind and body from doing so.
"We're wasting time here." He got up from the sofa sliding his hands into his pockets.
"Okay." She turned sad looking at the floor giving up.
It didn't do well with Rehaan and his hand moved to lift her face up to look at him, "Call me the moment driver drops you off."
Shahwar's faced shined bright at his words as she jumped with happiness and cupped his face in her hands giving him a very warm squeeze, "I'll be good I promise."
