"...I was caving in and Zoya knew it because she smiled at me with that perfect little mouth of hers as soon as she noticed me running my hand through my hair."
"But as time went on we learnt to fight like grown-ups...we talked about whatever it was either until she caved and crawled into my lap or I caved and pulled her into my lap. Then we sat there and talked. We'd figured out really early on that it kept the two of us calm. And it was easier to make out after we reached an agreement."
"Uh, hi, parents! Still here, you can continue this love-fest after we solve my problem."
"And that reminded me of someone else instrumental to that plan, a someone that would derive great pleasure from making Aahil Raza Ibrahim squirm, I was going to call in back up."
"I'll bring the shovels and a pick-up truck...where are we burying the body?"
""Hm, we'll see about that. Traitor." I said before hanging up. My own brother teaming up with the cradle-robber, what has life come to?"
""I hate this." I whispered pulling her onto my lap into the space between my chair and the table."
""Well, he can't possibly love her as much as I love you, so I don't even know why we are talking about this." I pointed out."
"Let us get straight to the point Mr. Ibrahim, I don't think you are good enough for my daughter but I am giving you a chance here because she loves you, for reasons unknown to me." I watched him flinch a little at my words, and I felt almost devious inside while maintaining a calm yet intimidating expression on my face. "You don't have the best track record as far as I know, and I need to know why I shouldn't just kick you out of my house right now."
"I guess we agree on one thing then, I know I am not good enough for Sanam, no one is, but I want to be. I love Sanam, more than I ever thought I could love anyone. To be quite honest, I didn't believe in love until I met her."
"...I want to spend the rest of my life making sure she's happy, I want to give her everything she wants and I want her to feel as cherished as she makes me feel. I could never hurt her and I know that we both realize that I am not nearly good enough for her but I know for a fact that no one can love her as much as I do."
"...I was impressed by the way he looked at Sanam, he absorbed every word she said and he seemed to know what she wanted to grab before she even said anything. And at that moment I decided that Aahil Raza Ibrahim would be fine for a son-in-law, as fine as son-in-laws get."
""I love you, even though you are way to overprotective." Zoya smiled up at me before reaching up and pecking my lips."
""I love you too, even though you manipulated me into inviting him over for dinner." I said back wrapping my arms around her waist."
"He's fine, but I am supposed to dislike him since he is stealing my little girl from me."
"Awww, Abbu! No one is stealing me from you, I am always going to be your little girl."
""Promise?" I asked.
"Promise." She smiled."
This was a delightful read!
AsYa as parents, more especially overprotective AAK, is always a charming read.
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