Healed, With Love

14. Feeling Unsure

I dedicate this chapter to _PrincessRapunzel_ and widadfatima for their amazing covers and love towards my book.
Love you munchkins.😙

"I don't know how he is going to react when he comes to know that it's his engagement tonight!" Tehreem said pacing to and fro.

"Relax!! Nothing's gonna happen... we'll skip the "His Engagemnet" part, I'll just ask him to accompany me to a function." Kafeel said, combing his pepper-salt hair.
He headed towards the stairs.

He entered Ateeb's room after knocking.

Ateeb was in his office room when he heard a gentle knock on his door. He came out still checking his documents. He was wearing light sky blue t-shirt with grey track pants. He lifted his gaze from the file he was holding, and saw his dad standing there with his hands still on the door knob.

"Dad!" He seemed surprised at his arrival. Kafeel moved inside his room and sat on the black couch.

"Sorry son! I forgot to book an appointment for myself." He said smiling, Ateeb felt embarrassed at his words.

"Dad... I.... I'm.... I was a bit busy.!" He said holding the file a bit too tight.

"Oh!! Really!? Strange? As far as I know we work on the same office! Don't we!?" He asked with a thinking look plastered to his face.

"Ok ok.... guilty as charged!" Ateeb raised his hands over his heads. Resembling a surrender expression.

"Then, the guilty must be punished! Don't you think?" Kafeel smiled.

"Yes your highness!" He bowed at him.

"Let's think of a suitable punishment for my son, who keeps himself unnecessarily busy for no reason at all." Kafeel tapped his index finger to his chin.

"Can I plead for mercy, your highness!" He asked with an innocent face.

"Hmm! No!! You certainly can not plead! I have already decided your punishment!" Ateeb pouted at his words.

"You're going to join us to a function!" Kafeel said, composing himself. For he was feeling a bit nervous now.

"Function!?" He frowned.

"Yes." He did not elaborate much.

"But, dad I have a flight to Dubai tonight!"

"At what time is your flight!?"

"2.30 I think..!"

"So, you're going to airport now, it's just 5." he exclaimed.

"Umm, no Dad! I'll leave after 12."

"It's just fine then, we'll be back by 9pm."  

"Okay then, I better get ready then." Ateeb placed his files on his laptop bag, and headed towards his walk in closet. He chose a grey colour suit, with dark blue shirt. He was searching for a suitable tie when he heard his dad's voice.

"Ateeb!" 

"Yes Dad!" He came out still holding his suit and shirt.

"Umm!! Son you better wear something.... ahm.... traditional." Ateeb felt something fishy, But he just brushed it off.

"Traditional! But Dad........." Kafeel cut him.

"Young man you're not supposed to ask any questions. You see it's your punishment!" He said with a stern voice but smiling eyes.

"Dad!! I don't have a traditional costume.!" He pressed the word costume.

"Oh!! That don't worry.! I've got it!" He took a white hanger bag.

"*How come I never noticed that*" Ateeb thought taking the bag from him.

He was surprised to see the contents of the bag. He came out of his closet to ask his dad about it, but he was not there, he had an uneasy feeling about this.

He shrugged his shoulders and turned towards his washroom to freshen himself up. He was ready in 20 mins.

He looked at his reflection in the floor-length mirror. Staring at his reflection, he felt so unsure.

Hi sweeties,

Finally a chapter with Ateeb leading on it.

So let me know your thoughts,

I'm feeling so sad, no one comments. I love reading my readers comments but it seems like you guys are not interested.

I'm suddenly feeling like I shouldn't continue my work.

Anyways, take care.
With love,
            Kiara💞