Almost a week had passed for the Asad-Zoya fight, and Ayaan - Humeira were afraid after the fight that whether they will be allowing them to get married or not.
One day Zoya called, "Humie... I am going to the office, take care of your-yourselves," noticing that Humeira, who was trying to persuade her sister for her happiness.
Asad too noticed the faded colors from the face of Ayaan and told calmly, "Prepare a list for your friends"
Humeira yelled, "Mujhe kahi nahi jaana hai aapi," and ran inside her room.
Asad declared, "If I am saying that tumhara birthday har saal ki tarah celebrate hoga, matlab hoga," before leaving for the office.
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In the night Zoya took Humeira out for a surprise. At which Humeira asked, "Where are we, aapi?," looking quizzically at her sister.
"I think, this idiot has not shown our house to you, Humeira?," skimming out Asad with Humeira and smiled.
Humeira and Ayaan exchanged a look with their elder ones who smiled.
Asad looked at Ayaan, "You are the apple of my eyes, how can I forget or stake your happiness over our stubbornness", admiring them.
Asad and Zoya exchanged a glance and looked down spontaneously, making Ayaan and Humeira cough.
Ayaan asked for approval from Zoya for taking Humeira with him at which Zoya laughed, "Le jaao, she is all yours"
Ayaan took her hand and led her to the dance floor for a dance.
Asad and Zoya were still far from each other, but they had diminished their acrimony. When the host announced the rules for the dance sequence. Everyone has to dance, so Asad and Zoya paired up for the dance.
Asad hadn't paid attention to Zoya before but when he did, Zoya entered the party in a sober but elegant pink saree with a black border.
Zoya denied for the dance firstly, but Ayaan requested them to dance, as it was his birthday at which they agreed. Asad took Zoya's hand in his and took her to the dance floor.
Asad was wearing a black shirt, a pair of jeans, and a black blazer. He snaked his right hand around her petite waist while she encircled his neck from her left forearm and their either hands intertwined in each other's aroma and eyes, as if they were on some different planet.
For a few minutes, they shared a dance, and they separated when the sound of claps brought them back to reality.
That was the first colorful shade of love, the orange shade of attraction in love, which they felt for the first time for anyone.
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