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Chapter 3

Ugh! Why does SHE have to be here?' Aahil grumbled to himself as he pulled into the driveway of Khan Vila and glimpsed Sanam chasing Haya into the back yard.

He caught himself smiling a little as he checked himself out before he exited his car. 'Aahil, you handsome devil. tum bhi na!'. He slipped on his glares and his confidence as he went in search of Rehan.

Aahil had been an hour late to meet Rehan to go over the figures for the U.K. deal but he knew that Rehan could manage everything until he got there. He rang the door bell, said his salams to badi ammi, Dilshad, and enquired about Rehan.

"I'm not sure where he is beta. He was here a minute ago but then again so were the girls. They must be somewhere close by. He was working on a project for you over there but it looks as though he must have finished." Dilshad said pointing to the stack of neatly organized papers on the living room table.

"It's really hot out there, isn't it?. Would you like some watermelon juice?" Dilshad asked sweetly.

In all honesty, this was one of the reasons that he frequented the Khan Villa in the last few weeks. He curbed his party life a bit in favour of the company at this magical place. He loved the way badi ammi fussed over him.

It was almost like a drug - he had gotten a brief taste of a mother's love again and he wasn't about to let that slip away. It wasn't like he was forgetting his own ammi but there was something so right about being there with this family that he just couldn't ignore.

"Yes, please" Aahil said very politely, the vision of the perfect son.

Shrieks came from the backyard followed by laughter. Dilshad smiled into her hand and said, "I guess we didn't have to look at all. Go on out there and I'll bring the juice out for you."

"Thank you" Aahil said formally and made his way to the back yard.

He was just in time to see Haya sneak up on Rehan and blast him with her water soaker. He knew Rehan was military trained and would have never been such an easy target. He was letting the girls win but where was that saucy minx, Sanam? 'Aahil! What are you saying? Get it together man!' He really needed to get out more!

"Gotcha!" He heard from behind him and as he turned around Sanam him blasted him full tilt with her water soaker drenching him completely.

"Ya Allah!" Sanam said disbelievingly. "I-I'm sorry! I thought you were Rehan. I'm so very sorry!"

Aahil shook himself out of shock and basted her with his anger. "What's the matter with you? Don't you have eyes? Can't you see? Apparently not! Why play a game you have no business playing when you can't identify your targets properly!" He ranted at her but he wasn't really angry - he surprised himself the most with that realization.

Dilshad had just come outside with drinks for everyone as Aahil finished with his rant. Rehan and Haya came over to make sure everything was ok.

"Aahil bhai? Are you ok?" Rehan asked cautiously knowing Aahil's anger.

Haya tried to signal Sanam but she just kept her eyes down with embarrassment. She ran over to her side and put her arms around her in support.

"Yes, Rehan just absotively fine now that I've had my second bath of the day, fully clothed." Aahil glared at Sanam but the chit refused to meet his eyes. 'Maybe her apology was sincere after all'

"I said, sorry didn't I?" Sanam finally spoke up her voice on edge.

'Aaand there is that mouth of hers!' Aahil sighed in contentment. 'What is going on with me?'

"Don't worry beta. It was an accident. Rehan why don't you and Aahil go and get changed? Sanam see if they need anything" Dilshad managed the situation to prevent it from becoming worse.

"Ji badi ammi. Aahil?" Rehan led the way to his room. Aahil always kept extra clothes at Rehan's place for those 'break glass if needed' moments. Rehan let Aahil use his bathroom to shower and change and while he was waiting for his turn Sanam knocked on his door.

She brought them some fresh towels and was about to leave when Rehan sneezed. She realized that Rehan had been in his wet clothes far longer than that evil troll and he could be getting sick. She put her had to his forehead to gauge his temperature.

"Allah Miyan! Rehan, you have a fever! Why don't you use my bathroom? That way you wouldn't have to wait much longer and feel worse."

"I don't think that is a good idea Sanam. It's not proper."

"What do you mean? It's a great idea - Badi ammi suggested it. Go ahead and get changed. It's fine and by the time you are finished I would have whipped up some of my famous, delicious and nutritious chicken soup for you. It's the best you will ever have, I guarantee it!" Sanam's eyes sparkled with the joy of being able to cook her special soup for him.

"You don't need to go through all that trouble." Rehan noted the sparkle and was swept away with her expressions.

"No trouble at all! I'm happy to do it" She flashed him her thousand watt smile with full dimples and Rehan was speechless for a minute.

'Ya Allah! She's a goddess! Get it together idiot' Rehan mentally slapped himself. "O-ok. If you s-say so!" he blushed and stammered. He responded to her with his own smile of admiration.

Sanam looked at him and found herself blushing just then. They both exited the room unaware that their entire exchange was caught by a pair of burning eyes.

Aahil fumed at the images that were now etched into his mind. 'How dare they! Don't they know who I am! No one displaces Aahil Razaa Ibrahim! No one! Rehan needs to be put in his place!'

Aahil got ready in his white shirt and dark blue jeans and come out of Rehan's room the same time Rehan come out of Sanam's dressed in his navy shirt and white jeans. Aahil eyed Rehan evilly as they walked towards the kitchen area.

"Rehan Miyan, did you finish that U.K. report and send the details off to the clients or were you too busy playing like little children on their summer holiday?" Aahil spat with venom.

Rehan who knew better than to poke the bear when he was ready for a fight just shook his head and answered softly, "I've already completed the project Aahil Bhai and sent off the details to the U.K. team."

"Why didn't you tell me that earlier? I wouldn't have come here if I knew you had finished it" Aahil retorted. 'Liar' his mind screamed at him.

"I did, Aahil Bhai. I sent you a text about half an hour ago that the work was completed." Rehan finished quietly.

"I don't haa..." Aahil pulled out his phone and saw the unread text message from Rehan. "Well ok then."

"Are you finished interrogating him laad saab?" A very furious Sanam spat at him.

She stood, in support, next to Rehan. 'She is a vision in her green suit and she compliments Rehan well' Aahil grudgingly admitted to himself. Her eyes burned with fierce protectiveness and for a fleeting moment Aahil was hurt. Was anyone ever going to feel like that for him?

Anger soon replaced that feeling and he turned his fury on her. Rehan saw what was about to happen and for the first time he felt the need to stop Aahil's deplorable behavior.

"He's sick and needs to eat some soup." Sanam ground out and without waiting for Aahil's reply she grabbed Rehan's wrist and carted him off to the table.

A shocked Rehan turned to Aahil only to see the same expression plastered on Aahil's face. 'This girl could hold her own against Aahil Razaa Ibrahim' Rehan thought as he turned his attention back to Sanam. 'What a woman!'

She sat Rehan down and served him the warm, aromatic chicken soup. He brought the scrumptious spoonful to his lips and almost groaned in satisfaction. He had to admit, it was really the best soup he had ever tasted in his life. Her cooking was the best!

Dilshad and Haya came in and she sent Haya up to her room to get changed too. Aahil saw her turn to go and he fake sneezed to get Dilshad's attention.

"Oh my goodness! Are you getting sick beta?" Dilshad hurried over to Aahil and pressed her gentle hand to his forehead.

Aahil relished the feeling of her motherly touch and manifested a little cough on cue. He gave Dilshad a small, innocent smile.

"Bechara" Dilshad said. "Sanam, get some soup for Aahil too. " She guided him to the table and sat him down next to Rehan.

"Badi ammi, he's fine. He's faking it I can tell!" Sanam grumbled and Aahil smirked slightly when Dilshad turned around to gently reprimand Sanam.

"Sanam, he's our guest and isn't is possible that he may be getting sick too after you soaked him with all that water. I'm going upstairs to change and I'll be back. You will take care of him and behave yourself, won't you?" Dilshad gently chided.

"Yes, badi ammi" Sanam conceded with a grumble as she got another bowl of her famous chicken soup for Aahil. Dilshad smiled at her compliance and went off to look in on Haya.

"That's right I'm your guest and you should treat me like a king!" Aahil gloated as soon as dilshad was out of ear shot. Sanam brought the delectable dish over and Aahil could feel his mouth water in anticipation.

She set the bowl down in front of him and went into the kitchen to get something. As he took the first spoonful he understood Rehan's expressions perfectly. 'My God! This is amazing! Not that I would ever tell her that!'

"Are you always this annoying or are you making a special effort today?" Sanam questioned as she walked back from the kitchen.

Aahil choked on the water he was sipping. "What did you say to me?"

"You heard me." Sanam raised an eyebrow in defiance.

Aahil fumed. "Don't you know who I am? I am the king of Bhopal and you would do well to bow down to me. Can't you see that?"

"That's the second time you've said that to me today and, for your kind information, yes I can see! What's even more amazing is that I can see six years into the future!" Sanam stood next to Rehan and folded her arms across her chest.

"Means what?" Aahil asked confused.

"Means, oh king of kings, that I have 2020 vision and I see you very clearly. In fact, when I look into your eyes, I can see straight through to the back of your head."

It was Rehan's turn to choke on the soup he had just swallowed. Sanam rushed to get him a glass of water and she rubbed his back in slow, comforting circles as she tended to him. This small gesture infuriated Aahil beyond belief.

'No one has ever stood up to him like that before. Good! This will be well worth it when I bring her down!' Aahil sneered.

"Badi ammi will be very disappointed when she finds out you didn't treat me like a guest." Aahil threatened with an innocent look on his face.

"She's MY badi ammi, not yours!" Sanam growled at him and stalked off to the kitchen leaving Aahil laughing at the table. Rehan just shook his head and ate his soup.

Aahil didn't miss the fact that Rehan's eyes followed Sanam to the kitchen a few minutes later or that they lingered on her for a few seconds to long.

'Maybe we need to have our meetings elsewhere from now on' Aahil made a mental note to keep Rehan away from home a little more.

In his car in the driveway, Dr. Aydin Khan pulled out his cell phone and dialed the only number saved on that phone. "Yes, I'm keeping an eye on them. I will call you back after I leave today with an update."

"Good and make sure they don't suspect you." a woman's voice spoke clearly and coldly on the other end of the line.

"They won't suspect a thing." Aydin hung up and put the phone away in the car's glove box. He got out of the car and went up to ring the doorbell.

wow i like sahil nok-jok...and aahil some what bother about rehan sanam closeness...it is really ine...do continue

Excellent update soon please ! :)

good... But not so much sahil scene... :-(

Nice Story.😊

Oh, what a fantastic FF