Asalamualaikum guyss, this chapter is lil romantic. If you are not comfortable, it's okay you can skip that part.;)
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Arhaan-
“Abdul, make sure everything is perfect. Okay?” I asked my assistant.
“Okay, sir.” He nodded.
My phone rings, I received without checking, I was typing on laptop.
I keep phone on speaker.
“Asalamualaikum warahmatullah hi wabarkatahu.” I said.
“Walaikumasalam, idiot.” Zafar says.
I grinned.
“Tu idiot (you, idiot).” I said, teasingly.
He laughed, and asked “sab kheriyath?” (Is Everything alright?)
“Alhumdulillah, all good.”
“Am I really talking to Arhaan Ahmed?”
“No, okay then---”
“Areyy! Ruk(wait) was teasing you. Just stay happy Bhai.”
“Stop acting like grandpa.” I said, flatly.
“No seriously, I was craving for this happy Arhaan. I missed my brother.”
“Hm..” I laughed.
“What about bhabhi and junior?”
“All well alhumdulillah.”
“I can see someone's magic.”
“If you want to just talk about this, then I'm going to end this call.”
“Bro, come on okay? Did you said her?”
“What?”
“That you love-”
Do I really love her? Okay, if I really do then she will accept me. She is perfect. And me, hurt her always.
“Arhaan!!! Come back to earth my son.”
I came out of my thoughts.
“Son? What the hell?” I asked, confusingly.
“Stop daydreaming.”
“No, when I told you that I love her?”
“That's why I called you son, I know everything dude you are my best friend.” He says, dramatically.
I rolled my eyes.
“Ya,ya. Then I don't know why--”
“Because you are ignoring your feeling.”
Allah, he knows me very well.
“No.” I was pissed now.
He laughed, “one-day you will only tell me, that you are in love.”
I'm in love.
“Shit! Zafar. Even tonight also I'll be late. I promised them that I will be on time.”
“Go, baby go.” He said by laughing.
“Allah Hafiz... asalamualaikum.” I said.
“Walaikumasalam.” He says with that I end the call.
It was already 9 pm.
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“Today I'll not talk to abbu.” Ayaan crossed his arms angrily.
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