𝗣𝗵𝗶𝗿 𝗛𝘂𝗶 𝗠𝗼𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗮𝘁 (𝗢𝗦) - Yesha Jain - Wattpad

𝗣𝗵𝗶𝗿 𝗛𝘂𝗶 𝗠𝗼𝗵𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗮𝘁 (𝗢𝗦)

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"Yeh cake kisne banaya hai? I want to meet her/him." Rehan slammed his hand angrily on the counter, and his eyes collided with a young beautiful girl, she had frown lines on her sweating forehead.

"Yes Sir? please tell me, kya hua hai exactly?" Her sweet voice fascinated him, and He literally forgot for which purpose he came here to complain.

"Ahhh...kuch nahi...Aap, aap banati hai cake?" Rehan asked her with a nervous smile on his lips, his brown eyes scanning her whole exquisite face, which had a stain of dough.

"Ya Allah yeh kitni khubsurat dikhti hai." He mumbled under his breath, and The young girl replied to him politely - "Yes sir, I am the baker."

"Oh nice...Your name?" Rehan was getting obsessed with her beautiful voice. The girl looked a little anxious, but still answered him - "Ayesha Sharma."

"Ayesha Sharma...tum toh dil le gayi Humara." Rehan said in a very low voice, and smiled widely looking at her worried face.

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"Kya kami kya hai mujh me Ayesha? Why can't you accept me?" Rehan asked her restlessly, because he literally can't understand why she is rejecting him.

"Tum me koi kami nahi hai Rehan, it's just that I don't want to trouble you...I can't accept you. Sorry." Ayesha said softly, while caressing his rough skin, her blue ocean-like eyes were looking damp.

Rehan instantly held her delicate shoulders a little tightly, and asked her in a loud voice - "You can never trouble me My Beautiful Ayesha, I love you, and I know you also love me...fir kyu mana kar rahi ho yaar?"

"Because...I am...I am..." Ayesha was unable to speak further, tears were rolling down on her cheek, and her voice was clearly telling Rehan that she was hiding something very big from him.

NOTE : The whole story is solely imagined and written by me, if you will dare to copy a single line or any scene from this book...Then don't forget I know how to make All Rights Reserved

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