CHAPTER 6

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Morning

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Morning

After dropping her to her parents house I ask her to not call me to pick her up as I'm not her driver to do these stuff I have alot of work to do other than being her personal driver

I left to office as I have some important meeting with clients as soon as I entered office in my cold aura everyone greet me while sitting on their seats as its a strict rule to not stand if I enter yes ik it sounds weird but yeah that's how I want my employees to be

I was engrossed in work and meetings that i didn't realize the time and suddenly my phone rang when I was reading a file

I was confused to see a call from unknown number as this is my personal number and no one other than my family and Azlan have this number

I picked up the call and said "hello"

A girl replied from other side in her soft and soothing voice "hello... Assalamo Alaikum" I have heard this voice but who it was

I didn't care to answer her rather I said coldly "who are you? "

I can hear the other person gulping and said "I'm mahira, your wife"

Mahira, my wife

"Who gave you my number and why are you calling me? " I ask her, my tone getting rude as it's irritating that she even have my number without my will and where did she get my number from

Clingy woman.

"Umm I ask your number from Aira, dad... I mean dad want you to have d-dinner with us tonight"

"And why do you think that I am  free to have dinner with your family hmm? " I ask gritting my teeth anger consuming me

"You yoursel told me that we don't need to tell everyone around that in what terms we are married to so i guess you will not refuse it" Came her reply

I sighed taking a deep breath"hmm i will be there in half hours"

Now I have to do this too uggggg

I got up holding my blazer and walking out of the office I need to get fresh so first I have to go home

Time skips

I entered her villa in my all black outfit and her mother was the first one to saw me

She came towards me and i said salam to which she replied smiling warmly at me
"How are you son? " She asked
"I'm all good aunty and you? " I replied in a gentle tone
"I'm good sin alhamdulillah, you didn't came in the morning?"
"I was a little busy so that's why"
"Ohh achaa let's go inside everyone is waiting for you "

She took me inside to their living room and a maid gave me a glass of water

I look around, maybe to look for someone I can't see here

I was engrossed talking with uncle and her aunt salma,after 15 minutes uncle asked auntie "where is mahira? It's been a long time i haven't seen her" To which auntie said "she is packing her books and few things were left so she is in her room, should I call her? "

"No let her do packing" He said and turn towards me "beta go to her room you can see her room too and have a quick tour"
I nodded

And he sent a maid with me to show me te direction to her room

I stand in front of her room looking at the door not knowing if I have to knock or just enter inside

I cleared my throat and knock on the door to which came her reply "aa jayein"

I entered her room and saw her between pile of books not caring to check who entered and said "sayeda bibi, can you please pass me the book which is on the night stand"

Did she just called me sayeda bibi?!? Wtf
I clench my haw grabbing her book from the night stand and kneeling behind her passing it to her, to which she turn around looking at me all shocked our faces so close that if any of us will move a little, our face would touch each other

Her face turned pale and she almost screamed "YOU? what are you doing in my room"

"Yes me and I think you have short term memory loss because as far as I remember you were the one to call me here isn't it?" I said glaring her and moving back a little

"Hnn nahi I mean what are you doing in my room"?

" Ask your parents "I said shrugging my shoulder " They sent me here"

I stood up looking at her room. It was elegant with walls painted in white colour. Bed in white colour and baby pink sheets adoring it. A white vase with pink tulips on the night stand and few beautiful paintings on the wall behind the bed. A white dressing table with makeup stuff on the right side and a book shelf which have only few books on it as she have put them in the cartons
Indeed her room was giving positive vibes like her

"Lets go down stairs they must be waiting for us" We were about to leave the room when her brother Ibrahim knock the door and said "came down stairs mom is calling you"

We both left the room together and sat on the dining table and the delicious aroma of biryani and kabab filled the air and soon I heard her fufi saying "mahira serve him first beta" She look towards me for few seconds and then nodding her head start serving me biryani and kababs "raita dun? " She asked looking at me holding a bowl of raita in one hand and salad in one

Cute.
"Leave it I can take it by my own" I said and then start having my meal and it was actually delicious

Dinner table was filled with laughter, talks and Ibrahim teasing her every now and then

"Ammi it tastes best like always" She said side hugging her mother

After dinner I thanked them for their warm welcome they are actually nice and sweet I had good time with them

She asked the maid to bring the cartons from her room and look at me blinking her eyes "wo I need these things can you please open your car trunk " I look at her nodding and then walk towards my car

After few minutes she came out with her family saying goodbye her eyes shining with tears as she hugged her parents and everyone one by one

I walk towards them hugging her father and brother and her father said with hope in his eyes"take care of my daughter son"I nodded feeling weird emotions I can't explain and then we left together for our mansion

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