Mohabbat ki dastan.

CHAPTER- NINETEEN

After 6 days later...!
A soft golden light from the sun spread everywhere, filtering through the curtains and casting a warm glow on the floor of the room.

The alarm rang for the third time that morning. Sara finally woke up and sat on the bed for a while, still drowsy. Then, after reciting "Kalma Tayyaba", she turned towards the bedside table, picked up her phone, and switched off the alarm.

After turning off the alarm, she picked up her "dupatta" from the pillow and headed to the washroom to freshen up.

Some time later she stepped out of the washroom dressed in a dark blue outfit. Even in that color, she looked stunning. She stood near the dressing table getting ready.

Once she was done, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled slightly before heading towards the wardrobe to take out clothes for Zayyan to wear to the office.

When Zayyan entered the room, he was on a call with his secretary, Zafar Hussain, a highly capable and trustworthy assistant. Zafar was informing him about the award show scheduled for the evening.

Zayyan walked into the room and sat on the sofa continuing his conversation while Zafar updated him about the day's schedule.

A few moments later Sara entered the room. Seeing him she smiled softly.

After finishing his call, Zayyan disconnected and placed his phone on the table.

Sara spoke, "Do you have to leave early for the office today?"

Zayyan stood up from the sofa and replied, "Yes."

Sara nodded. "Alright, go take a shower. I've already taken out your clothes for the office."

Zayyan walked closer to her lightly tapped her cheek and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Khan."

Before heading to the shower, he added, "Wait for me here. We'll go downstairs together."

Sara smiled and replied, "Alright, then hurry up."

With that, Zayyan went to take a shower while Sara remained seated on the bed, waiting for him.

A little while later, Zayyan stepped out of the washroom, dressed in a formal suit buttoning the cuffs of his sleeves.

Sara stared at him without blinking completely mesmerized. Zayyan noticing her gaze smirked slightly.

Standing near the dressing table he ran his fingers through his hair while Sara silently admired his every move.

Catching her staring at him through the mirror Zayyan said, "Mrs.Khan aapka hi hun aram se ghuriye apne sauhar ko"

Sara snapped out of her thoughts and quickly replied, "Excuse me!! Mai apko ghur nhi rahi thi dekh rahi thi"

Zayyan turned around while putting on his watch and chuckled. "Chalein aitraf karne mein koi buraai nhi hai sauhar ko ghurna koi galat baat nhi hai."

Sara stepped closer to him, standing face to face and said, "Mai apne sauhar ko admire kar rhi thi Mr. Hitler."

Zayyan laughed at the nickname she gave him.

As he got ready to leave Sara watched him and suddenly asked, "Ek minute ye aap itna tayar sayar ho kar kahan ja rahe?"

Zayyan replied nonchalantly "Mrs.Khan of course mai office hi jaunga aur kaha jaunga?"

Sara immediately asked, " chalein shabash jaldi se bata dein ki kis ladki se milne ja rahe hai aap?"

Zayyan turned around in shock. "Astaghfirullah! Kya bol rhi hai aap,mai kun kisi se milunga?"