Part 2:
The Next morning Sanam is all busy setting up the dining table for Sehri. Just then Tanveer comes and tells her off for doing the menial work, as Lateef and Fathima (Replacement of Sanam, a middle aged woman in her 40's) would take care of these things. Saying this Tanveer beckons him. "Lateef please hurry up and set the table, as we are getting late for Sehri."
"In Just a moment Begum Sahiba, but first I have to give this Black Coffee to Aahil Baba as he is suffering from Han.."
".. Headache, he has a severe headache since morning."Sanam cut in trying to save Aahil's @$$. Rehaan who was witnessing this convo. was heating up like furnace. He was puzzled at Sanam's behavior, he just couldn't understand that, how come Sanam, who just a few days back hated Aahil so much is defending him all of a sudden and lying for his sake. He noticed Sanam glowing these days. She had this magnificent aura around her 24/7. Rehaan could notice Sanam lightening up like a bulb around Aahil. Sanam's eyes never leaves Aahil when they are within the same proximity.
Rehaan's train of thoughts came to an halt with Tanveer's voice. "Lateef, give the Coffee Cup to Sanam, she will take the coffee for Aahil, after all it's her job as wife to take care of her husband. You help along with Fathima to set up the table. Mind you, in future don't let Sanam do such menial jobs as she is the Choti Begum of Bhopal and she has a reputation to live up to.Understand!!"
"Yes Begum Sahiba" Lateef nodded and then silently handed over the Coffee Cup to Sanam and went back to setting the table.
Sanam mentally facepalmed herself for opening her big mouth. She grumbled to herself. "Why Sanam WHy??!! What was the need of saving that Jallad Jin's @$$. It's not like he is gonna appreciate your efforts or cares about you, then why were you trying to save him?? I have literally lost it, talking to myself in second person. Uggghhh!!!!" Sanam entered the room and unintentionally slammed the door. Sanam felt like shrieking in frustration "Why the hell did I do that for?!", Sanam whisper shouted at herself. "Damn this automated door, now where have I kept the wretched remote for this thing?!!" Sanam slammed the coffee cup on one of the foot stool kinda blocks and started searching for remote, she was so engrossed in searching for the remote, that she didn't realise until she ran into something hard and muscular. "Watch your steps, Will Ya!!" Aahil hissed under his breath. Sanam gawked at Aahil, right out of the shower standing half-naked, with just a white towel around his waist, protecting his dignity. Water droplets spread across his chest and shining in the room light, smell of Aquafresh Pine with the Hint of Lemon welling up her senses. Warmth of color invaded her cheeks as she was flushing due to the propequity of their position. Sanam was about to step back to create distance between them but Aahil suddenly pulled her closer to him. Sanam gasp shrieked, as she was taken aback by this sudden maneuver of Aahil. Before she could open her mouth to retort, Aahil placed his slender fore- finger on her glossy lips and hissed under his breath, emphasizing the words "DON'T MOVE!!" Sanam scowled in confusion while Aahil flickered his eyes downwards drawing Sanam's attention towards the sequin of her duppata which got entangled in the Towel's Thread. Had Sanam moved even an inch the towel would have come undone. Sanam tried containing her laugh, observing Aahil's peril. "Stand Still." Saying this, Aahil snaked his hand around Sanam's waist and closed the distance between them, like he was trying to absorb all that she was. Engulfed by the fear of loosing her balance, Sanam unintentionally placed her hand on Aahil's chest, just micrometer shy of Aahil's nipple. While Aahil was engrossed in detangling the towel thread from the sequin of the duppatta. Sanam was drinking in Aahil's handsome features, feeling all fuzzy, she suddenly became aware of the softness of Aahil's skin under her palms which was burning up her cheeks. It was like a Deja vu, Sanam gasped as the sudden realization hit her that for past one week the Stranger about whom Sanam was having explicit dreams was none other than her husband Aahil. Sanam was befuddled, she couldn't comprehend her thoughts. "Allah Miya pai gaya panga, was I dreaming about this Jallad Jin all this while??" Sanam spoke in her mind. Aahil snapped his fingers to bring Sanam out of her reverie and twirled his fore finger signaling Sanam to turn around, so that he could fasten his towel properly around his waist, he then got his clothes from his closet and retreated to Bathroom to dress up. Where as Sanam stood frozen to the very spot.
When Aahil came back fully dressed he saw Sanam standing still. He lightly tapped on her shoulder and said "You can turn around now, I'm all decent." Sanam did as instructed "What are you doing here? Do you need something??" Aahil asked nonchalantly, to which Sanam quietly pointed towards the Coffee Mug kept on the foot stool, Aahil picked up the Mug, took a sip and frowned "Errhg It's Cold. Get me another one and make sure it's HOT!!!" Aahil smirked with a glint of naughtiness in his eyes. Sanam just nodded in a daze and pointed towards the closed door. Aahil fetched the remote from the drawer to let Sanam out of the room.
P.S. I know this is a very short update and I was about to deliver it yesterday, but got late. Sorry guys unexpected Guest came to my house and today I wrote this OS in very short time. As I wanted to Fulfill my Promise. So This is the best I could come up with. I'm ashamed to call this my best. Hell I can't even call this decent. I'm so sorry Dhannu, I literally put a damper on your real life experience and came up with this Smelly Trash. Please forgive me. Ok going to hide under the rock now. Will be back after a decade. See Ya!!😭
Edited by TIA.Tia - 11 years ago