Veiled Intimacy

14. CAR RACING

"Win the race otherwise date me !"

He made a bet with her . Her eyes widened at his bet . He had a key in one hand while the other hand was in his pocket. The top buttons of his shirt were open. And his chest was clear. His pride, raised neck , and his challenging eyes were making him very attractive.

Hanam had no idea that he could do this to her. She did not even know when he had taken out the key from her bag. The entire college had gathered around them. Because they knew that no one can escape from his Hell. He moved forward and bent down to look into her eyes.

"Answer me ! Race or date .... I don't have time . Tell me fast Babe !" Smirk was plastered on his face . "Tik tok tik tok..." He walked backwards and started the countdown. Suddenly someone grabbed him by the elbow and turned him towards her.

"HAADIM ye Kiya batameezi hai ? " Airah shouted at him. "Give her keys , otherwise I am calling uncle ..." She took out her phone and the next moment Haadim snatched the phone from her hand. "Now your phone will be returned to you only after Hanam wins or loses the bet. " Hadam was in a frenzy at that time. He had come with a plan to harass her in every way.

He turned towards her again leaving Airah in shock . "So Miss DURRANI , itni jaldi haar maan Gai !" Hanam was looking at his form with bloodthirsty eyes. The tension between them was high. Voices and chatter started to rise in the crowd. Seeing others in trouble is a favorite pastime for people.

Voices about Hanam were echoing from all sides.
Hanam loser !
Hanam loser !
Hanam loser !

Hanam glared at him and said only that " I am ready . Give me the keys !" Okasha came from behind and scolded Haadim.   "She is a girl, shame on you." Haadim ignored Okasha's words and gave his car key instead of her's. Hanam eyes were fixed on him . "Mr. Hussain return my keys . I don't know how to drive your's!" She extended her hand in front of him. She said in firm tone as she was done and there wasn't another way to get rid of his stunt.

"UMME HANAM we both have cars of same brand . So what so difficult in this ?" Hanam felt weak in front of a stranger for the first time. But she agreed. She snatched his key from his hand and turned towards his car. And suddenly, the whole ground started cheering. Because it was very unexpected. Haadim, who did not allow anyone to stand near his car, was now holding his car to an unknown person. Haadim was continuously smiling because he already knew that who would win!

Hanam stopped in the middle and turned her face towards him .
"I am not giving you the permission to drive MY CARRR!" The one who was behind her immediately stopped and started laughing loudly. "Madam, I think you'd rather go on a date with me. Isn't it?" He raised his one eyebrow. Hanam clenched her fist. And turned her face back .

"One scratch  Mr. Hussain and I will burn your whole car . And don't take this threat easy . Got it?" She did not stop saying after that and went towards his car. "Same to you darling!!" He also felt it necessary to inform her. Airah and Okasha was scolding him continuously . But who cares!?

They took their positions with their respective cars.
"Get set ready .........Go!"And then their cars started running fast tearing up the road. It was a heart pounding scene . And there was noise in the whole ground. Haadim decided the route . And the ending line was the same from where the race started.

Airah came closer to Okasha .
"Bohat he fazool , battameez , jahil qisam ka dost hai tumhara ! " Okasha was already worried and got angry after hearing her voice. "Mera dost tumhara bhi Kuch lagta hai ! Khud rok leti usko." He replied in the same manner and started calling Basit whose number was being disconnected continuously. Airah stomped her feet on his' and went towards the nearby bench . Okasha hissed in pain .(Gadhi)