Showered with Love

-->Chapter 8

I stamped his feet. My heart's thumping in and it is palpable. I am scared by thinking  what will happen next . I know nothing of him. Whether he is an angry man or kind. Not even a bet. If he try to take revenge I mentally scoffed on my own thinking. But their can be some psychopaths.

Then I heard foot stamping.

Compose your self airah. He got what he deserves.

"I am your boss. You have to take classes about respect ", he said stopping me.

" and you have to learn to gain it", I said before I can stop myself.

"What the", he cursed while his hand jerked forward as to catch my arm but he refrained doing it. But instead he clutched his fist too tight and left.

Jerk! !

I didn't went to photoshoot after that aqil took care of it. And I did other work as to write quotations.

Lunchtime came pretty fast.

Everyone gathered in our usual table.

After ordering Hunza  whined for us to play truth and dare. And then everyone joined her saying yes showing their complete excitement . I don't want to play but I also don't want to spill others mood. I gave a nod in yes.

Hunza spinned the bottle. The bottle stopped at afia. "Truth or dare?",

" dare"

"Complain about the food to the man at counter ", Hunza said in excitement.

"Okay no problem ", she said while getting up from chair .

All our gazes is on afia

She stood casually in front of it.

"Hey, the food tastes good but it remains slightly uncooked . Have a look on that, please ", She said with sweet coated voice.

Hunza was fuming in anger and seeing her face I laughed.

"Seriously! Where's dare in it", Hunza asked when afia made up to table.

"What I did exactly what you asked. But a lady can have there own tricks ", she said with a smile.

"Yeah sure", Hunza scoffed.

"Alright. Let's continue the game ",  I said.

Hunza spinned the bottle again. The bottle stopped at me. I mentally groaned. Why me?

"So Ariah it's your turn",said Hunza .I just nodded in acknowledgement, while trying to not show my displeasure.
"Truth", I said. Truth is always my safe side as I don't have anything to hide.

They all had an intent expression. I gulped heavily. "what's love according to your point of view", afia asked.

I think my thinking  is always called weird and kind of different. And I didn't like whenever people shows their displeasure about my thinking. And I regret to share with them.

I came back when someone clicked their fingers from few inches of my face. And looked up to see them impatient expression. "you zoned out. Now blurt it out. We still have to continue the game.", Hunza said.

I gulped heavily for the second time." I'll if you don't comment or give your views. Because I never taken others opinion regarding this", I said in firm tone. They leaned more in the round table.
Showing their interest in my answer.

I evert my eyes to nothing. "love hmm I ", I said. And it was cut by Hunza saying, "love like between a boy and a girl. No not boy and girl because they can be siblings. But ahhh like girl friend boy friend love." I shot a glare, which made her mouth shut.

"I know. as if you guys will leave me if I say anything else than what you all want to hear. ", I said." speak up now ", both of them  whined. I shot a warning glare at Hunza. 

And then started,"love. You all think I am not in love. I am in love. With the person I didn't saw at least once. But has curiosity to its peak. To whom I think he is meant to be with me. Where whenever my mind compare him with any hero, my instincts snap at it . It's may be because I want to accept him as however he is, and he will stand above all the hero from my eyes. And always I make dua to make me such that my husband should be happy and content. I make dua that I should be able to satisfy not only his carnal desire but even his life as his other half. Where I fear for him committing sins, I made dua for the forgiveness of me and his sins, on his behalf . and Whenever I had this doubt that 'what if'  I immediately try to change my way of living because Allah said 'for a good women gets good man'."

I finished. Their mouth was still shut. "woah that is intent and", said afia
"and weird ", I signed hearing this.
" yes. But a cute kind of weird." I said.

"Yup definitely a cute kind of weird.", Hunza said.

"And will be late , let's go" , I said while getting up.

They followed me while afia took empty bottle and damped it in dustbin on the way.

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Zarar's point of view :

The audacity of that woman to hit me.

I will see to it that she don't do this again.

I went to my office and slumped in the same chair.

Opening the highly protected folder, I clicked the familiar file.

Her face illuminated in the screen. Where she was always adjusting her hem of the hijab. Trying to cover all of her chest with scarf .

As always whenever I see her this unknown feeling creeps up. I want to know more but doesn't want to reveal about my curiosity . I have always been distant to all female species. And she is one however I am following as a creep.

She is an open book but still I want to read more of it. Whenever I satisfy my curiosity she left me hanging with another intriguing thought about her. I am going crazy and I have to maintain distance.

Coming out of my reverie I opened the video which is recorded in my laptop of the lunchtime in canteen . These all are recorded in the security systems but I can access it easily .

Image of her along with her friends flashed on screen.
They all sat in the same table of the canteen daily. I managed to put a microphone to the dvr security camera of that side so I could hear their conversations. Where the audio as well as video is recorded in my laptop. And only video to the security systems along with other recordings of various places.

They all are playing truth and dare . I fast forwarded to see any highlighted things.

I stopped when I saw everyone's gaze on airah as if she is saying something. I changed fast forward to normal mode and started listening.

She is blushing profusely

"Love. You all think I am not in love. I am in love. With the person I didn't saw at least once. But has curiosity to its peak. To whom I think he is meant to be with me. Where whenever my mind compare him with any hero, my instincts snap at it . "

My hands are clutched at the arms of the chair. And I have only one question who is He.

No she is mine. What Zarar what did you say? ?

"It's may be because I want to accept him as however he is, and he will stand above all the hero from my eyes. And always I make dua to make me such that my husband should be happy and content. I make dua that I should be able to satisfy not only his carnal desire but even his life as his other half. Where I fear for him committing sins, I made dua for the forgiveness of me and his sins, on his behalf . and Whenever I had this doubt that 'what if' intriguing. I immediately try to change my way of living because Allah said for a..... good women gets good man."

smile crept in my face. Ohh!! She was talking about her future husband. Or shall I say about me. Thinking about it a smile crept on my face again.

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What do you think guys is his smile genuine or it is an evil smile