Part 3:
Hii guys.. I'm back with part 3... yeah i knew its a little late but hope i can make up for it by this update..
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scene: in the kitchen
Sanam blushed to herself as she remembered Aahils last words.. 'so what do you think we have to do about the dream house' she didn't get as to what he meant initially but the way he put up those words about haya and faizs children.. She didn't know what to reply.. She badly needed a moment away from him.. Not that she didn't enjoy his company.. but it was cause she enjoyed his company soo much that, that very feeling is new to her, a feeling of completeness, the raising heart beats when he walks near her.. those glares which she knew she couldn't look back at.. for one look into those dark brown orbs was enough to make her loose her senses..A black silhoutte was standing by the door with his arms crossed.. Aahil Raza Ibrahim looked at Sanam with much curiosity.. Whats she doing.. he wondered as he saw sanam add salt into the kheer .. "Yaa Allaah... Lateeef" he shouted .
The sudden familiar voice from the door took Sanam by surprise.. whats he doing here.. ? she thought as he sauntered towards her and stopped a foot away.
He held her hand and put the tin of salt away... "Sanam," he said caressing her cheeks.. " I know you always were a good cook, but given the limited knowledge of cookery i had..yet, I'm aware that salt isn't added to kheer.. " he explained arching a brow.. Sanam looked at what she had just done with utter disbelief.. She facepalmed herself.. " I... I just dunnoo how.."
"Its fine Sanam," Aahil smiled reassuring her.. " Anyways Lateefs here" he spoke as he found Lateef walking into the kitchen, playing with her hair..
" She'll take care of the rest.. Just come with me.. " he said half pulling her out of the kitchen..
"Aahilll.. Areee.. " she exclaimed just at the same moment Aahil stopped pulling her and the inertia of motion made Sanam fall on Aahil, her hands resting on the V of his bare unbuttoned chest..
"Sanam, I just had an important call and an old business friend of mine's here in town and you know.. I just asked her to come over here.. "
"Her?" Sanam almost spoke out... "Yeaah.. You and your oldd friends.. " muttered Sanam under her breath.. distancing herself from him a little, her gaze fixed on the ground..
"Did you just say anything?" Aahil asked quite surprised at her reaction..
"No.. What did i say.. I was.. umm, you know.. wondering that Haya and Rahat are coming here and.. "
"Ohh whyy.. thats a really good plan.. And you know what.. Khushi's just perfect for that.. She's so fun to be around and we all could have fun " Aahil spoke out in a rush..
Sanam rolled her eyes.. "I thought you said she's a business partner.. and you're calling her by first name basis" she mumbled out "Yeahh.. You'll have fun of course.."
Aahil narrowed his eyes at the sudden change of sanams tone.. "And anyways.. i need to go and do some last minute arrangements for Haya, Rahat and your oldd business partner.." she spoke leaving him alone to be surprised..
Scene 2:
In the bedroom..
Sanam spoke to herself as she adjusted her saree pallu.. " He and his old friends.. Anyways why do i care.. " she mumbled to herself and turned to the mirror to do her hair..
She heard the door click open and close behind her and She lift her eyes to meet Aahils through the mirror.. which was followed by a brief exchange of an eyelock.. She moved her eyes away trying to get her hair straight.. Aahil walked towards her, his eyes still laid upon the person infront of him.. She found him extending his hand forwards and stood up immediately for she, very well knew that if she doesn't react now and move away she never could..A lesson she learnt from previous encounters.. A single touch of his, was enough to make her senses go frizzle frazzle and tonight in this low neck saree she was more vulnerable to him..
Aahil was quick enough too.. He made his move locking Sanam between him and the mirror... her back facing his front.. He knelt over Sanams neck, his eyes still focusing on hers through the mirror.. She could feel his gaze burning her skin.. He pushed her hair aside playing with her dori.. He let a small smirk seeing sanam close her eyes.. He was soo close to her that she could feel his breath touch her and her whole visions crowded..
"Someone's looking damn pretty today.. " he spoke in a husky voice.. "It's based on the way you see.. I was always the same way" Sanam spoke in a weak tone trying to not let herself being caught in his effect..
"Hmm.. looks like i have to put my words in a much better way.. Someone looks darn soo sex-iee today" he said moving his hands down from the wall to meet her gently trembling hands..
The sex-iee way he said the word and the sexier way in which he held her made Sanams heart pound.. He surely knows what ought to be done to have an impact.. Nevertheless many girls fell over him.. thought Sanam..
He moved his hands upwards over hers and his lips making gentle trails on her neck..
"Aaahill.. Pleasee.. Sanam" spoke out.. The tease was too much for her..
"Please what?" Aahil probed the query further to have a clear idea of what she wanted..
It had to be her decision to make..
Sanam regained her senses just realizing what she had uttered.. she didn't knew what she had to reply..
"Allaah Mia.. What have you put me into" she made a silent prayer.. ofcourse...if left to her heart, she had made her decision too but it was her mind which said other ways.. Her mental fight and their physical intimacy was abrupted by a vibration.. "My phone" Sanam realized and walked away.. For the moment.. yes she did walk away.. but she knew she had to speak up something later on atleast.. Aahil shaked his head and walked out of the room smiling to himself.. He had put his thoughts clear infront of Sanam.. He knew it was a hard choice for Sanam to avoid him.. But he also knew it was never easy with Sanam.. but that was the only thing he wanted.. not just for the moment but forever and he could wait a lifetime for her answer..
Scene 3:
Sanam put down the phone and sat on the bed.. It was Rahat.. He called to say that they'll be there in a while.. She relaxed for a minute and adjusted her hair.. She wanted to make another check up of the dishes Lateef had made.. That was how she usually goes by.. check, recheck and check again.. But this time she had to get out of this room.. The whole atmosphere was soo hot for her..
She paced down the stairs to here some laughter in the main hall.. One of the laugh, she was certain was of Aahil.. and then theres another voice of a female laughing..
She walked into the hall to see Aahil and the so called old business friend together laughing and hifi-ing to each other..
The woman noticed Sanam and she smiled at her, and again looking back at Aahil with a question-ey face.. "Heyy Sanam" he said getting up.. He walked towards her and put a hand on her waist.. "My biwi.. Sanam Aahil Raza Ibrahim" Aahil spoke looking into Sanams eyes with a proud face when he spoke the last 3 words.. They sent a chill through Sanams spine.. "Hi Sanam, nice to meet you.. Aahil did mention about you to me.. You indeed look soo gorgeous" she spoke.. Sanam blushed a little..
"And this is... Khushi kumari gupta singh raizada" Aahil spoke.. "Yes, she indeed is gorgeous Khushi.. but you aren't any less.. You are gorgeousness put into one soul.. "
Heheh.. That's all.. How was it.. Yeah.. Khushi's here.. I've decided to introduce a new character and then felt like why not Arshi !! Hope you liked it..
And this next part I'll update real soon.. until then.. keep reviewing !!!
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