Chapter 15

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       "A proposal for Maliha, guy named as Yahya"

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       "A proposal for Maliha, guy named as Yahya"




The match was going on, Yahya as usual winning the match with his amazing goals while here, it was so hectic for Maliha to control the girls.

They were screaming beyond their voices and Maliha just stood, losing her control, rubbing her temples, as pain was invading her nerves. She couldn't pin point as to why this girl's were going crazy on him, when he doesn't even spare his glance towards their section.

I really pity his future wife who has to handle these crazy non mehram girls of his...

She thought, looking at one particular girl, who was screaming, "Yes, ... Yes.... Yahya JAAN... You can do it. Come on... Hottie... Please make the goal and win my heart too ", her screams were making Maliha to puke off.

She looked at her friend who was, Busy looking at the match, instead of volunteering the girls who were ready to jump the border to Meet Yahya, who was playing, amazingly.

She, However with other girls, called for their managing staff, when it was going beyond her limits.

After ten minutes, they were again seated, silently as it was last goal and Yahya would win the match.

Maliha looked at him, who was facing her, kicking the ball. She looked at his sweaty self, tensed muscles and burning eyes for making the goal.

Suddenly her world stopped, when his eyes met hers, though he was still trying to keep the ball within his, boundary. She felt goosebumps, rising on her skin, while he winked before hitting the goal.

All the girls roared, thinking that he winked at them, but the one for whom he did, stood rooted on her spot. Her breath hitched, when he smirked in her direction.

She immediately turned around, with beating heart, sweating profusely.

Ignoring the crowd, she made her way towards, canteen to have some water, as it was so hot in there.

Gulp by gulp, she drank one whole bottle of water, when Aayat came running to her, screaming, "Aapiii". She looked at her still thinking about the moment which happened some minutes ago.

Oh heart! Be still!.

"Hey kiddo!. You Came here alone?". She pulled Aayat in her lap.

"No. Numair Dada, took me to washroom. And he told me to wait outside the canteen, as he went with his friend". Aayat giggled, as Numair will be searching for her.

"You naughty girl! Come your Dada will be searching for you out". Maliha took her, lifting to her waist, and stepped out of the canteen, passing by the changing room, just when Yahya stood there, talking with his one of the boy fan.

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