Palwasha held his hand and he helped her up.
Palwasha still didn't say a word lost in the image of the man.
"What's your name dear?" he asked with a grin on his face.
"Dear?" that word suddenly turned Palwasha off.
She suddenly remembered that she had to get back home.
"My name is...." Palwasha tried to think "my name is Ayesha" she lied.
"What the..." Ayesha was surprised
Palwasha presented Ayesha from saying another word, held her hand and started running. She couldn't believe she talked to a man like that she couldn't believe she held a man's hand.
"Stop it Palwasha, you're being so dramatic and embarrassing" Ayesha said.
Palwasha did feel embarrassed but she knew she wouldn't meet him again atleast that's what she thought.
While running a black car drove very fast and parked infront of Palwasha. The car was luxurious and shiny Palwasha and Ayesha both hadn't seen a car like that living in the village.
"If you're in a rush I can give you a ride" said Qasim while he lowered his car's window.
"Oh my God" Ayesha yelled "we're definitely coming"
"Ayesha no" Palwasha said while she grabbed Ayesha's wrist to stop her but Ayesha pulled her wrist away.
"Stop it Palwasha you've been very annoying lately, you're so boring you really need to get a life" Ayesha said as she walked towards the car while Qasim's servant Amir who had called Palwasha stupid before opened the door for her, then the door closed after her.
"So your name is Palwasha, are you coming or not" asked Qasim. Palwasha looked at the blue watch on her wrist she knew she wasn't gonna make it on time.
Palwasha noded while feeling embarrassed. She sat in the car. Qasim asked her about her address but she told him the address of a shop she didn't want her family to see a man drop her.
Qasim's driver, Ayub a fair old man started driving.
The car looked even more luxurious from inside Palwasha had never been in a car before.
"So you're a college student?" Qasim asked while smiling at Palwasha.
Did he ever stop smiling.
"Yes I am" Ayesha replied
"I wasn't talking to you" Qasim said. Ayesha felt embarrassed she remained silent.
"Are you going to answer my question" Qasim asked again turning to Palwasha.
"I'm wearing a blue uniform obviously I'm a student don't be so stupid" Palwasha replied.
Qasim stopped smiling and there was a pause. A girl had never played so hard to get with him.
He started smiling again and said "I asked if you're a college student I didn't ask if you're a student, your face looks like a college student but your flat chest makes me believe you're in first grade".
Ayub started laughing.
Palwasha felt embarrassed she wore a scarf over her breasts he couldn't tell if she was flat or not.
"I'm not...." Palwasha replied.
"You're not what" Qasim asked.
They suddenly reached the shop Palwasha had given the address of.
"Stop stop we're here" Palwasha yelled.
Amir helped Ayesha and Palwasha both get out.
Palwasha covered her face with her scarf she didn't want people to notice her.
"I'll leave from here" Ayesha told her "thank you for the ride Qasim" she said but Qasim ignored her. Feeling small Ayesha started walking away.
Qasim was still staring at Palwasha. Palwasha suddenly started finding something in her bag and pulled out a RS twenty note.
She held it out to Qasim.
"Here you go" she said "and thank you for the ride" she added.
"What the hell is this" Qasim said in an angry tone as he smacked the money from Palwasha's hand.
"You actually believe I need your money sugar" Qasim asked. "I can buy you".
Palwasha picked her money up and put it back in her bag. She was very dissapointed with his behavior. Suddenly the handsome man started to seem more ugly to her.
She lowered her scarf so Qasim could see her face.
"You can buy things but you definitely can't buy people and their emotions" Palwasha said.
Qasim remained quite.
He watched Palwasha cover her face again and walk away.
"Boss?" asked Ayub "Where should I drive next?"
"Shut up for two minutes I need time to think" Qasim replied.
What Palwasha said made him break. You really couldn't buy people's emotions. Qasim knew that all the women he slept with loved him for money, the people he met loved him for his money and things. You can't buy love.
"Flower is going to regret talking to me like that" Qasim said as he leaned back.
"What do you mean boss" asked Amir.
"I wasn't talking to you I was talking to myself" Qasim replied.
Amir suddenly got a call.
"Boss?" asked Amir.
"What is it?" Qasim replied.
"Zarlish boss, she said she's ready to sleep with you tonight"
"Honestly I'm sick of easy girls" replied Qasim "I want something more challenging" he said as he looked at Amir with an evil smile.
Amir knew right away he was talking about Palwasha.
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RomancePalwasha ,an oppressed girl, struggles with her every day life. Growing up, she followed her father's strict rules. She starts breaking them when she falls in love with a man who arrives to her city for business purposes. However, things turn out wo...