His Zawjati

Chapter : 3

"watch your steps boy!!!" Amiyrah exclaimed harshly, as she bumped into Ayaan at the airport. After a long journey, they had finally reached their destination waiting for their families to receive them.

A buzz on Ayaan's phone notified him as he pulled out his phone from the pocket. "we can't make it to the Airport, Mom's unwell.  Love sis." reaching out for his baggage, as he made his way towards the exit, bumping in again, but this time it wasn't Amiyrah. He had bumped himself into the famous business tycoon who was none other than Amiyrah's dad.

"slow down boy." holding on to his shoulder with a smile on his face "where are you rushing to?" "sorry sir, just received a message from my sister notifying me about mom's health." Ayaan murmured being on the verge of breaking down. Thin layer of sweat jolting down his forehead and  eyes filled with tears.

"Relax, my driver will drop you." Offered Mr. Asad, holding on to his shoulders, as he showed him his way to their car. "That's not needed Sir." "Come-on my boy, you need it more than us." Chuckling, as he tapped on his shoulders and walked away.

"Daddy, what was the need of that? You barely know the guy." Screaming as she tapped her hands over the sides of her thighs in anger. "Poor boy was in a hurry, and besides that, it's not the only car we got. I'll call in for another one right away." Pulling out his phone from the pocket.

"How were your studies Amiyrah?" Questioned Mrs Asad with a smile on her face. "Please Mom! Not now..I'm fed up being here." Walking away, as she plugged in her headphones sitting on the couch, waiting for the arrival of their car.

Ayaan had almost reached his apartment, when he flung the door open making his way out of the car and handing over the letter he had written earlier on his way home. Quickly walking away from the car, getting into his house. "Mom Ayaan Is here!" Reemah screamed as she jumped in for a hug.

"Ayaan, my boy." Almost in tears as she hugs Ayaan placing kisses all over his forehead. "Mom..are you okay?" Concerned as he helped her, making their way towards the couch.

"Dad!! Why are the drivers in yet? I'm exhausted and do realise how much I'm in need of sleep." Stomping her feet on the ground, when the driver stopped behind her. "Sir this is for you." Handing over the letter Ayaan had written for Mr Asad.

"Thank you so much sir  for the emergency help provided by you. No stranger would do that for anyone. Much appreciated, hopefully one day I can return back the favour in an appropriate way. Thank you once again.
Regards Ayaan,"

Smiling, as he read the letter with a wide smile on his face. Folding it and placing it in his pocket. "What was that Daddy?" Curiously asking as she leaned on Mr Asad's shoulder. "Nothing my dear" with an uncontrolled smile, as he tapped on her shoulders.