*past*
Wajahat, who was waiting for Aarish, was feeling irritated now. They had planned a road trip to a hill station nearby, With 5 of them.
Arqam, Zaigham, Hisham were ready and were waiting for them near the national highway and as always Wajahat was stuck with Aarish. They were a group of 5 friends... they were the best of buddies since high school. Their bonds became strong with time. Arqam and Zaigham were twins and Hisham was Wajahat's cousin and his best friend as well.
"This guy is a nuisance really!!" He was beyond irritated now. 30 mins had passed and still no sign of Aarish who had vanished inside stating that he had some final necessities to add to his luggage, but not before saying his usual dialogue.
"I'll be back in a jiffy." Which was never true, especially when he had to get himself ready for an occasion or an outing. Because of his self conscious behaviour he was Nick named as KEN.
A soft sound of someone crying grabbed Wajahat's attention. He looked towards the garden on the left side of the driveway. From where he could see, only half of the garden was visible, the rest was hidden with floral big bushes. He took steps towards the garden and glanced at the inner corner of the garden. There was a large white swing chair placed in the grass and it was surrounded by beautifull flower pots in a circle around it.
Wajahat took a close look towards the swing which was moving to and fro and saw a girl crying, hiding her face in her hands. He went a little close and at the sound of foot steps she raised her head.
His heart missed a beat. He was confused at the sudden speed of his heartbeat.
"Who are You!?" She was looking at him with a confused and annoyed look.
To say that she was cute would be an understatement, thought Wajahat.
He was dumbstruck at the beauty in front of him. Her black hair was tied back in a ponytail but a few strands were loose near her ears. She had almond eyes, from where he could see, her eyes seemed just the same color of her hair. Her cute button nose was all pink and she had delicate full lips.
"Who are you!? How did you get inside!?" She was looking at him straight on the eye.
"I... I....." he stuttered like a fool.
"Is that the only word on your dictionary?" She was looking annoyed now.
Wajahat regained his composure. He cleared his throat and without answering her question, he question her instead.
"Why were you crying!?"her eyes became teary again.
"Beacuse... hey.. wait!? Who are you? And this time if you don't and my question I'll shout at the top of my voice and throw you out of here!" She looked so cute aggravated. He couldn't hold back his smile.
"You'll throw me out!?"He All but challenged her, with his hands folded to his chest.
"Yes, I'll throw you out" She glared at him.
"How!?" He was having fun irritating her.
"Argh!! Why are you troubling me!? I don't even know you." And she started to cry again. It was now Wajahat's turn to be petrified.
"Hey! I am sorry I didn't mean to scare you... I..." he was cut of mid sentence by her.
"Scare me, Hah! Nobody can scare me..!" She stated a bit too proudly
"Oh!"
"Hmph, all this crying and arguing has made me hungry, I'll go treat myself with brownie and vanilla ice cream." She huffed past him speaking to herself.
He gawked at her, who seemed like a rainbow. Beautiful, yet so many colors at the same time.
"Hey!! What are you doing here!?" Aarish called behind him.
"Who was the girl crying!?"
"Girl?" Aarish glanced around and saw behind Wajahat where somebody was sitting near the inner corner of their garden which led to the backside home entrance. When he focused he saw their house maid, who was sitting near the flowers shaking. From where he could see it sure did look like she was crying. Who actually was working on the muddy bottom of a tree.
"She is Sajida."
"Who's Sajida!?" Wajahat felt like it was the not the correct name to describe such a beautiful person.
"She's our house maid, why do you ask!?"
"Oh... wait, what!? You're house maid!?" He was shocked beyond belief.
"Yes, what's wrong with her being our house maid?" Aarish asked confused at his behaviour.
"It can't be." He looked like he had seen a donkey with wings.
"What's wrong with You? And why are we discussing about our maid!?" He looked at him bewildered.
"And she treats herself with brownie and vanilla ice cream!?"
"What!?" His eyes bugged out.
"Just a few seconds ago I saw her crying, she asked me who i am, when I did not reply she started crying again, I apologised but she became proud and stated she is not scared of anyone. She said after all those arguments she is hungry and will treat herself with brownie and vanilla ice cream."
"She said that??" It was Aarish's turn to be shocked.
"Yes, she d...."
"Goodness me!!! she is the one who stole my chocolate cupcakes?" He looked deep in his thoughts.
"Aarish, why was she crying !?" Wajahat's question shocked Aarish
"How on earth can I possibly know why she was crying? And why are you asking about her. Wait, SAJIDA!!!" He yelled at the top of his voice.
Sajida, who was now plucking green chillies, jumped at his voice.
She ran up to him.
"Yes sir"
"Why did you take my cupcakes!?" With hands on his hips and feet tapping the ground Aarish asked her.
"Me? Sahebji what is a coupcake!?" She asked with worry.
"Her?" Wajahat and Sajida said at the same time.
"Why are you shocked you said she told you that she'd treat her self with ice cream tha..."
"I wasn't talking about her!"
"Than Who.....you can go Sajida! And wait! Its not coupcake, it's cupcake, sorry for accusing you over nothing" he apologised to her to which she politely smiled and nodded her head.
"Now tell me who exactly are you talking about.!?"
"She was sitting on that" he pointed his finger towards the white garden swing. " crying, if I might add it you once again. She was wearing pink Kurta..."
"Oh my god.. Sana will kill me if she came to know that I assumed her as our maid.!!" He groaned hiding his face in his hands.
But Wajahat was too much preoccupied in her name which sounded just the right word to describe.
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