"There is nothing which I can't do begam" i said with pure proud plastered on my face

"No mr Malik i don't think so" she again said making me annoyed so being a impatient creature I'm i opened the door and saw her again struggling with her saree and i got it she was trying her best to wear it but failed

" Mr Malik what is this behaviour!!!! You could have knocked before coming " she said in a panicked way while hiding behind the curtains and was managing her pallo

I looked away because she wasn't feeling comfortable and it's not a good Idea to make any woman uncomfortable

"Ok I'll leave but will you be able wear it because Amma called me saying it's getting late the ceremony needs to start soon." I said and she looked tensed because she didn't know how to wear it

I was about to leave when she called me saying " Mr malik wait" she said and i stopped

"I don't know how to wear it.....what do I do now, no one is at home" she added and was looking serious and tensed

"Mrs Malik if you are comfortable with me then i can help you with this" i don't know why but i said this and i don't know why I was feeling the urge to make her wear it........wait not the urge, it's just I'm getting late because of her nothing else i don't want to give people a reason to say I m late

"But do you know this?" She asked me and i scoffed

"I told you there is nothing which I can't do" i again exclaimed myself and she looked astonished

"Come fast we are getting late begam" i said and she come towards me and with her each steps idk why my heart was beating fast






















NOOR MALIK

He said and i give it a second thought would it be good for me to get ready by him????
Then i shrugged the thoughts and went towards him because we are running out of time

I gave him the peace of cloth and he take it and started to do his work.

I was just standing infront of him and I was draping the saree halfly.........
But the thing got me to praise him is he wasn't looking at me neither on my body, he was doing his work. Plating the saree one by one and i noticed one thing that while doing this he had a pout plastered on his face which was making him so adorable. If anyone would see him like this then he wouldn't be able to believe he is the same daiyan Malik who love to stay cold, arrogant, don't like to talk more. Right now he is just looking like a cute baby.
It's hurting me because I'm falling for him even more everytime and knowing he will never going to love me back is tearing my heart apart.

His all focus was on the saree, he was looking so attentive that time and I was just admiring him. The way he bite his lips time to time and the making a pout. The way his hair was blocking his eyes and forehead , the way he was scrunching his nose,,.....I just love it, The amirable thing was he wasn't looking at me his eyes was away from me . I love how much he care for my privacy, how much he respect me

My whole body felt shiver when his cold fingers brushed on my warm skin

"Tug it in " he told me to tug the plates inside my saree and i did what he said and then he took the pallo and put it on my shoulder saying

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