𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐭🍁 | Forbidden Affection

5. Raghbat 🍁

Ayaaz groans in sleep as he tosses and turns due to his alarm. He opened his eyes still sleepy as he shut it off on his phone. He sighs as he checks the time, it was already 6:02am in the morning. Sighing again he sat up on the bed, as he rub his eyes and was about to call out Wasim for his morning tea but then he realised.

He was in Attobabad with Hazal. He quickly got up and went straight to the bathroom to freshen up.

After he exited his room being fully awake, dressed in yet another pathani he saw Hazal's door was still closed

Maybe she's asleep

He sighs in relief as he walks down the stairs. As soon as he was about to reach down he saw the lights were on. Being high on alert he quickly halted his steps. Trying to look who was here, he peeped from above to see the living room was all silent.

He walked down two steps as he took a deep breath. Ready to attack whoever was in front of him. He needed something to hit the traitor in the house from, he looked around him and spotted a vase as he held it up and was about to throw it in the direction of the trasepasser when he saw a small figure sitting keenly on the armchair sipping tea without having an ounce of worry.

He exhales frustrated as he keeps it back down. It was Hazal.

Hazal scrolls through her phone without acknowledgement of who's in the room. Humming some random love songs like always. She was about to take a sip again when she saw it had already been finished by her, sighing she got up and kept her phone aside. When she was about to walk towards the kitchen she turned around and saw Ayaaz standing in front of her with a cold expression as she gasped in fear and flinched back.

"Astagfirullah!!"

She yelled but Ayaaz was still unfazed

"Ye—ye aise kya khabis ke jaise aap aake khade hai?"

She questions being annoyed as stomping her feet once like a small kid who was offended. Ayaaz still couldn't get hold of the situation that people were behind this childish girl but still she was so carefree as if the whole world was just her brothers and sisters.

Ye ladki kitni pgl hai yrr!

He thought as he unclenched his jaw slowly.

"Aapki hearing senses bht kharab hai"
He mocked

"Huh? Meri? Hearing senses? Dimaag toh theek hai aapka? Bhala woh kaise?"

"Aapko suni nahi diya ki main sidiyo se niche aa raha hoon?"

"Mujhe kaisa sunai deta?! Mere airpods connected hai!" She hissed as she push back her hair to show her ears.

Ayaaz furrowed his brows slowly as he tick his jaw.

Toh madam gaane sun Rahi thi

"Toh ab kaise sunai de Raha hai aapko?"

"Gaane band kar diye Maine abhi just"

She rolled her eyes at him as he looked at her amused. Not caring much she walked in the kitchen with her mug. Ayaaz's eyes followed her moment, the way she walked with her small feet, head held up high but eyes always low. She seriously had good etiquette. Even though she was a motherless girl growing up, she seriously had women like qualities like a mother would teach her daughter.

She washed the mug and kept it beside the sink, and turned around to only see he was still looking at her. With his black eyes so sharply that it made her guts twist.

"Main aapse ek sawaal puchu?"

"Hmm" he hummed as she sigh

"Mana ki apko meri hifazat ke liye rakha hai baba ne pr......Pr aap kya yunhi mujhe dekhte rahenge?" She asked innocently as Ayaaz widened his eyes. He looked away embarrassed as he cleared his already good throat.