ʜɪꜱ ɴᴏᴏʀ (ʙᴏᴏᴋ #1)

12. ʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ

SHAHID SAIF

I was attending an online session to relieve stress and discuss how i couldn't sleep during night after i lost my sister. I haven't completely opened up to my therapist about my childhood.

I was still in the office, about to have an important business meeting at a nearby cafe, when Ishan approached me and made himself comfortable as he sits in the chair.

I leave the online therapy session without informing the doctor. "Why did you just do that Mahn, Should i inform the secretary about you having an urgent meeting so u won't be continuing the therapy session?" Question raised by my friend Ishan.

"Nope, just leave it; i don't like it when people ignore's me. Especially when i had just complimented them. But i shouldn't have said that to a doctor who is completely unknown..."

"Yes, i do know that. I was kinda confused when u spoke to doctor in a friendly manner, mentioning how her voice sounded familiar to someone you know, Between didn't u meant it by her...Shifa"

"Whatever leave it. Let's work on our project so that we can attend the business meeting with the overseas company in the cafe. We have a lot to finish before we meet them" I said, making ourself discussing over the project.

Ishan was quite adept at coding and programming. I saw his potential when he helped my dad 5 years ago, when he still was a university student. Even though he was only obsessed over motorcyle and stuff, My dad tried to offer him our security part which he gladly accepted. Now he is almost proficient at coding and programming.

I'm just glad i have someone else's back for our company's security. I can blindly trust this guy, especially because we've known each other since childhood through my father. I met him at a business meeting when we were both around 15.

We finish our project and go to the cafe to discuss our future business with an overseas company that we have already agreed upon. After an hour, we conclude the meeting agreeing to the business deal with them.

I tell my assistant to leave the cafe and rest while I and Ishan continue to discuss our projects and simply hang out.

"Ohhh, I almost forgot about it. Wait here, i'll be back right now." Ishan stated making me nod at him as i scrolled through my phone seeing Mama's text message to get home early.

He returned with his phone, talking to someone and giving me a weird smile. I really have no idea what he is upto this time.

Him being obsessed over bikes; last time he even used my name to buy the only motorcycle that was recently launched in here. Well i can't blame him, I completely understand him. I did the same thing with one of my fathers friend to buy my favourite car.

"Don't worry this isn't about a motorcylce. This is something you would appreciate of. And please, nope, this is not even about the cars." He says chuckling making me look dumbfounded.

"Do whatever you want and buy whatever, But keep in mind it's something that's being worth of" I state making him chuckle even more.

"Ugh i can't stand that chuckle of yours. Keep chuckling until i return, and you'll regret dragging me into whatever shady thing you'r upto." I say glaring at him making my way to the washroom. I could still hear him chuckling, Ugh that sneaky litlle thing.

I inform Mama about being a little late through a phone call and make my way to the washroom. While going back to Ishan, I notice a familiar face walking past me.

I didn't turn back to see who it was because i didn't want it to appear as if i was pervert looking at a girl. So i  kept walking, still curious about the familiar face i had just seen heading to the washroom area.