Part 21
The following day...Armaan enters the Malik residence...it was a Sunday...all were in the living room...Zaheer gets down the stairs all ready to go...Armaan and him had to go to a meeting
Farhat notices Zaheer...: kaha jane ki tayyari ho rahi hai
Zaheer: mumma..meeting k liye ja rahe hai...shaam tak ajaenge
Farhat: zaheer par tumhari tabiyat thik nahi hai na...kal bhi fever tha...zaruri hai jana
Armaan: tujhe fever hai...you didnt tell me
Zaheer: are I am fine now...mumma its ok...and meeting is important
Armaan: itni bhi nahi...me akele ja sakta hu...see you in the evening
Zaheer: Armaan common...there has to be someone to assist you
Muskaan: exactly Armaan... he is right...I will accompany you
Before Zaheer can object...Naazneen stands up
Naazneen : ok then everyone...its final...Muskaan and Armaan bhai are going...hai na mumma
Farhat: right
Zaheer sighs defeatedly.
Muskaan quickly goes upstairs to get ready. On her way she remembers how angry she was on him the night before. But somehow all her anger seems to have melted away. She smiles at herself. She cannot be angry with him after all..
Armaan gets a call...his friend needed help and he had to go for a while. He asks Naaz to inform Muskaan that he will be back in sometime to pick her up.
Naaz goes to the room hurriedly thinking Muskaan wud be hurrying up to go to the meeting.. but upon reaching the room she is completely taken back. Muskaan was happily getting ready with a wide grin on her face...though Muskaan's initial intention was to help Zaheer and Armaan and assist with their work...par ab to she got a golden chance to spend time with him...kisi ne sach hi kaha hai...achai ka fal acha hi hota hai...:P
Naaz leans sideways by the door frame and nibbles on the apple in her hand, observing Muskaan keenly...her senses were giving her high alerts...she slowly walks to the bed and lies down...
Naaz: Muski...Armaan bhai has left for some work...
Muskaan : kya?!! he left??? hum dono ko to jaana tha na???
Naaz: hmm...he will be back in a while...to pick you
Muskaan: oh...hmm
She continues to get ready, seated infront of the mirror. In minutes she realizes that Naaz's eyes are fixed on her, but she doesnt react.
Naaz(sweetly singing)...: aapke... pyaar me...hum savarne lage...(taking a bite from the apple)...umm.. dekh ke aapko.....hum nikharne lage...
Muskaan suddenly stops her work and gets alerted. But she decides its best to not react. She continues to do her hair styling.
Naaz: is kadarrr...aapse...humko...mohabbat hui..(coughs slightly for special effect)...is kadar aapse...humko...
Muskaan(cutting): ye fata hua dhol kyu baj raha hai subah subah...
Naaz : hmmm...me soch rahi thi Muski...m getting very bored...me bhi jati hu tum dono ke saath..ok?
She gets up and goes to her cupboard.
Muskaan :are Naaz...jane de na...bohot dur hai wo jagah...u will get tired
Naaz :oh common...u will get tired too..i dont want to see you getting tired alone...tu ruk...me 10 mins me ready ho jati hu
Muskaan :Naaz...umm ...wo...tujhe meeting ke details bhi nahi pata...kya karegi waha par
Naaz was about to reply when Muskaan's cell beeps. It was a message from Armaan asking her to come down fast.
Muskaan :dekh Armaan is back...ab agar tu ready hone jaegi to late hojaega...I am leaving...bye...
Saying that she quickly walks out of the room.
Naaz stands calmly at her place, with a sly smile on her face. With slow steps she moves towards the window. She spots Armaan, opening the door of the car for Muskaan, their smiling and giggling...till they both get in the car, and eventually get out of sight.
Naaz: inhe pyaar hua pyaar hua Allah mia...ha inhe....pyaar hua pyaar hua Allah mia...(she looks at the sky with a wide grin on her face...then naughtily winks at it)
In the car...Armaan put on some soft music...but after a few mins.. Muskaan puts it off..
Armaan: kya hua?
Muskaan :mera mood nahi hai
Armaan :oh...ohk
M :m getting bored Armaan
A :hmm
M : what hmm...talk to me na...ur only busy driving
Armaan smiles...: what do you wish to walk about
M:anything...hmm...tell me about your friends na
A: friends...tumhe pata to hai...kafi sare friends hai
M : hmm..I mean college friends.. how was your college life
A : college.. haha...very colorful...(gives a coy smile)
M : matlab?
A : matlab...we had lots of fun...enjoyed it to max
M : acha...gfs and all ha?
Armaan laughs: na baba...bas masti n all...then extra curriculars, sports,and a big friends group...
M :ohk...hmmm...by the way...when Naaz and I were looking for you during the reception yesterday.. we saw you with that girl.. who was she?
A : which girl?
M : Naaz said her name was.. kya tha uska naam.. haa .. Nisha
A : ohh.. ha wo.. she is an old college friend
M : mujhe aisa laga jaisa.. kuch problem hai.. jaise koi argument ho raha ho.. I am only asking out of concern.. I hope you dont mind..
A : no its fine.. Wo actually.. She got into a problem.. Kuch misunderstanding hogayi thi.. so we were trying to sort it.. Zyada kuch nahi..Bas its settled now..
M: hmm..Bas itna hi?
A: umm..Ha..Itna hi..
He gives her a smile. And turns to look ahead showing her that now all his attention is focused towards driving. Armaan thinks he has had enough of Nisha and her antics last night. She does not want to talk about her again.
Muskaan thinks he does not want to reveal his personal life to her, Or at least this aspect of it. It's better if she let her curiosity settle somewhere, before it embarrasses her.
They reach their meeting spot by late afternoon. They have a successful meeting and head back for their house. It was late evening by then.
After an hour of driving, it was past sunset, when their car broke down in middle of the road.
M: ye kya hogya
A: car nashta pani karne ruk gayi hai
M: kya
A: kharab hogyi muskaan, Aur kya
He gets down and checks it. He dials a few numbers via his cell..
M: Armaan its so dark.Will we get a mechanic here?
A: dont worry...we will hv one here in 10 mins
M: ohk
After about 20 mins of wait a mechanic arrived there and pushed their car to his garage nearby.
There was a little dhaba adjacent to the garage. Muskaan and Armaan take seats there and order some tea.
The place was near a highway, with peaceful hillside surroundings. Cool breeze blew past them making it difficult for Muskaan to manage her hair. She somehow got them off her face and piled them on one side of her neck. When she looked up Armaan was missing from his chair. She quickly got up to search for him. She spotted him standing by the edge of the cliff nearby. She watched him as he enjoyed the strong winds gushing past him. He had this charm on his face that made her hook her eyes on him. His black deep set eyes seem to be drowning her...
'madam..Apki chai..Madam'
She looked up to see the stall helper standing there with two little glasses of tea. He put them on the table in front of her and left.
Armaan seemed to have heard that as he made his way towards their table.
They enjoyed their soothing hot tea with little chit chat.
As they were finishing their tea, Armaan heard a familiar song playing from a little radio placed on the tea stall.
'Hum hain rahi pyaar ke, humse kuchh na boliye
Hum hain rahi pyaar ke, humse kuchh na boliye
Jo bhi pyaar se mila, hum usi ke ho liye
Hum usi ke ho liye
Jo bhi pyaar se mila, hum usi ke ho liye'
Armaan : chain bhi hume kubul.. Dard bhi hume kubul
Muskaan looks up from her tea listening to his sweet voice.
Armaan: Dard bhi hamein qubool, chain bhi hamein qubool
Humne har tarah ke phool, haar mein piro liye
Jo bhi pyaar se mila, hum usi ke ho liye
He got up humming the tune..And moved around d place gracefully swaying to the music. Muskaan was chuckling as she looked at him.
'Dilpe asraa kiye, hum to bas yunhi jiye
Ek kadam pe hans liye ek kadam pe ro liye
Jo bhi pyaar se mila, hum usi ke ho liye
Hum usi ke ho liye'
He put his hand in front of her as if asking her to join him. Muskaan's eyes grew wide in surprise. She smiled n placed her hand in his. He gently pulled her up and twirled her around.
'Raah mein pade hain hum, kab se aap ki qasam...
Raah mein pade hain hum, kab se aap ki qasam...
Dekhiye to kum se kum, boliye na boliye...
Dekhiye to kum se kum, boliye na boliye...
Jo bhi pyaar se mila, hum usi ke ho liye
Hum usi ke ho liye'
They swayed round the place, with Muskaan giggling and smiling and Armaan singing along. Workers at the stall and garage were smiling at them and their cute dance.
Armaan twirled her swiftly this time. She lost balance and was about to trip when he realized it and caught her by her waist. She held onto his shoulders to save herself. Thay were already quite close when Armaan subconsciously pulled her closer. Muskaan opened her eyes realizing she is safe and found him intently staring at her. She too lost her senses as she looked into those deep intense eyes. They were lost in a trance. In a world they didnt know of...
'saab..Thik hogyi shayad..Start karke dekho' ..The repair person blurted out without looking up from the car engine.
Armaan got out of the trance listening to that. By reflex he looked in the direction of the voice. And when he looked back, he saw how close they were and instantly left her.
Both of them were too embarrassed and had their eyes glued to the ground. When Armaan was called out for again from the garage, he quickly made his way to his car.
Muskaan slowly looked up to see him leaving, while her cheeks went beetroot red.
As they left in their car both were looking out of the irrespective windows avoiding each others gaze. But after a while as Armaan cudnt take the uncomfortable atmosphere, he started with his chit chats, and in mins they were back to their usual selves.
They reached home. Muskaan got down the car with a heavy heart but a small smile on her face. As she reached the door he slid the glass of his window and mouthed a good night. She replied back smiling. She saw him drive to his parking lot and slowly turned towards her own house.
She was walking towards the stairs to go to her room all lost in her fantasy world when a familiar voice bought her back. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw her father standing there smiling at her, with all the family members around him.
'Abbu!!'she ran to him and hugged him tight.
M: I missed u so much abbu..Kaise hai aap..Apki tabiyat to thik haina..Aur imran..Wo nahi aya apke saath..(she looked around for her little bro)
F: nahi bete wo kaise aega..Wo to hostel me hai na..Aur tum kaisi ho
M : me to bohottt achi hu..
Muskaan said enthusiastically with a wide grin on her face. Feroz's face too lit up looking at his daughter. He lovingly put a hand on her head.
M : aur aap abbu..Apki tabiyat to thik hai na
F : ha bete..Ab to me bhi bohot acha hu (he said feeling contented)
M : par aap aise achanak..Inform kyu nahi kiye
F : inform to kiya tha..Tumhe nahi pata
Muskaan looked at him in surprise. Then she noticed Naaz and Zaheer grinning.
M : oh to ye tum dono ka kaam hai..
Farhat : Muskaan pehle jakar fresh hojao bete..dinner karna hai
M : aap sabne ab tak dinnner nahi kiya?
Naaz : mujhe to bohot bhuk lagi thi...par mom na...tumhare liye sabko rokkar rakha hai..
She gives a teasing look, Muskaan replies her back with the same. She walks towards her room slowly stretching her tired legs and arms. Farhat notices it.
Farhat : thak gayi beta? bohot dur jana tha?
Muskaan : ha dur to tha...but its ok
Farhat walks to her and takes her bag from her.
F : chal bag me lekar chalti hu
M : nahi chachi..itni bhi nahi thaki...dijiye mujhe
Zaheer : mom...give it to me...waise bhi.. I have to discuss something with her about the meeting. Farhat hands him the bag, as they both start climbing the steps.
Z : you ok?
M : yes very much
Z : how did it go
M : very well...they will send their lawyer tomorrow for the rest of the formalities...(blah blah blah)
Feroz is quietly witnessing everything with a contented smile. He is sure now, that he wasnt wrong in his decision for his daughter. This family is perfect for her. Their family.. is perfect for her.
Part ends.
Loads of love,
Sana.
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