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Mahir Naqvi

I end the call and turn back only to see Aima standing on the stairs looking at me, damn I might have scared her. She might think that I'm a violent man like her grandfather. I shouldn't have yelled at that stupid person at least not now.

"Um Aima, why are you standing there?" I asked her. "I-I was just- I don't know!" I just hate it when she stutters because she does that only when she is scared. I don't want her to be scared of me.

"I am sorry," I said, she looked confused, "I have scared you, haven't I?" I asked and she nodded. "You sounded just like my grandfather" she mumbled. "Astaghfirullah yaar, why would  I sound like that oldie!" She chuckled at this.

She silently sat beside me and ate her food. I wanted to start and conversation but she had done eating her food before that and then she walked to her room mumbling a goodnight.

I'll be returning to Karachi after three days, I wanted to ask her if she'd come with me to Karachi but never mind I'll ask her tomorrow.

Aima woke up at Fajr and offered her prayers, walking down the stairs she saw Mahir sitting on the couch with his laptop.

"Good morning" he greeted her with a smile. "Good morning, you're up so early and working," she said.

He nodded, "I'll have to attend my friend's wedding tomorrow so I'm completing some work today," he said.

"Um Aima" he called her as she started walking towards the kitchen, "yes?" she thought he didn't want her to go into the kitchen,

"Will you come along with me?" He asked, "where?" She asked back, "To my friend's wedding, I can't leave you here, alone," he said, he just wanted to take her with him.

She nodded and walked into the kitchen, she saw him walk in the kitchen, "do you need something?" She asked, 'Is he going to scold me now' she thought.

"Can you make me a cup of coffee?" He asked, she sighed in relief that he didn't scold her, she smiled at nodded.

While making breakfast she thought about going to his friend's wedding. "I don't even have a dress to go to the wedding! Maybe I should stay back" she mumbled. She decided to talk to him after breakfast.

Mahir sat on the couch, scrolling on his phone as she walked toward him, "you want to say something" he asked, and she nodded. She did that most of the time, was she scared of him? He thought.

"I can't go with you tomorrow" she mumbled while playing with her fingers. "Why?" He asked her, her head hung low, she rarely looked at him in the eyes.

"Because I don't have a dress that I can wear at a wedding" she replied, he laughed at her and that's when she raised her head,  she pouted, "Is he making fun of me?" She turned back to go to her room, he stopped laughing and held her wrist.

"Naraz honey wali kya baat hai? I'll take you shopping, go and get ready" he said. She was startled, "no I said I don't want to go, I don't need to go shopping now" she spoke up.

(What's there to be sad about)

"Aima, I can't leave you alone. Now go and get ready, I'm waiting outside" saying he grabbed his keys and walked out, she sighed and grabbed her bag from her room and then walked towards his car. She settled herself in the passenger seat and he drove off to the mall.

After searching for a dress for a while he didn't like any so he took her to a boutique that belonged to his friend.

"Welcome, Mr. Mahir Naqvi, and oh who's this pretty lady?" His friend asked, "she's my friend, actually we're going to a wedding tomorrow so could you show me your newest collection?"

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