FORTY-EIGHT

FARZAN’S POV:

Suddenly everything changed as the tables turned. The cake was f**king mine and I didn’t even get to taste a single bite. I cursed under my breath as I walked forward to turn off the stove. Now I was taking order from my staff too. Just great. Aysham Zubair in my life and I have started doing chores.

“We heard it.”

“How bad it is?”

As soon as I returned into the lounge, I got an encounter with two troubles. Muzamil and Zaroon. These two f**kings must have got the news from Imran. Sometimes I though they used to gang up against me. They must have a chat group in which I wasn’t present so that they could just gossip around me and roast me. I wondered if she was present in there too because since her arrival in my life I had been on the top of the list of roasted people.

“Glad to hear your concerns.” I threw my coat on the couch and almost threw myself beside it also after it as my dad had one eye on the match while the other one pitying on me as I couldn’t handle one tiny single person.

“We are really concerned but we heard you walked behind her like a puppy in the lobby of Knights Industries.” Muzamil said with all the seriousness on his face but I could see the mischief dancing in his eyes.

“Sad to hear she still didn’t bother to look at you.” Zaroon said as he tsked his tongue while opening a lays packet as he was sitting with dad on the same couch with his eyes on the screen but sarcastic mind had its focus all on me.

“Your concerns are helping a lot.” I placed a fist on my lips as I added sarcastically. They both were there to enjoy my state with my dad who seemed amused too by my state.

“Better than your puppy walk in the lobby.” Muzamil said chucking down the soda while dad tried to look all serious while enjoying his soup.

“Fine. Just help me out here.” There was long of pause of silence where they were waiting for me to beg them for help with their eyes glued to the screen.

“F**k. Let’s just get on it.”

“Tell what you did.”

“How did you mess up?”

They were like on the verge of exploding until I asked them myself making me kill them through my glare while my jaw clenched at their amused expressions.

But f**king everything I spilled the beans because I was in dire need of help at that time. Though they all weren’t in a good healthy relationship either but still they were better than me. They had dated at least while I just used to women to sleep with. It was just benefits with no strings attached but here I seemed like there weren’t just few strings attached. She was attracting the whole of me with an unsee force and that too could put me in a panic state at that time. F**k She looked so gorgeous and attractive today as she did that all for me. I resisted my urge to pound of her swan like neck and mark her every spot as mine. But still I had to ruin everything with that bastard’s name who meant nothing to her. My lips twitched from one side remembering the revelation that just broke on me few hours before.

“F**k! She was your wife and you accused of her with her past.”

“Like you didn’t have your own past.”

“You can’t judge or hate someone depending on their past. May be the person has changed.”

“But you still did that when you yourself can’t count how many women you have slept with.”

They all bombarded with accusation all at once as they looked at me with anger and pity in their eyes that pissed me off more. I knew I messed up and I wasn’t pure enough too but I hate people who lied to their closed ones.

“I though she used to cheat her family in order to meet him. How would you expect a person to be loyal and righteous if he can’t even talk truly to his family and just lie to their faces.” I bursted out as I racked my hairs with my fingers in frustration causing them to fell on my forehead.

“But she isn’t like this but that doesn’t mean she hadn’t done anything wrong in her life. You can’t hate her for the thing she doesn’t do in her present life. Life changes and it changes people with it too.” Zaroon tried to make sense when a frown crept up my forehead.

“I never hated her. Why would I do that? I was just angry at her for not being honest with her family. People should be honest with their families.” I said as I didn’t know why I glanced at my father looking at me with a blank face as he was as good as keeping a blank and stern face as me. We both learned that from my grandfather.

‘Sometimes you lie to your family because you think you are doing what’s best for them but they don’t believe in that.” My father’s voice echoed in the lounge after a short segment of silence as now we all know we weren’t talking about Aysham and my situation at that time. Now the situation had turned towards me and my father and the mother who got sacrificed just because of the lie of some person that turned my life into hell. That one lie snatched the chance from me of spending the normal life with normal moods and normal ups and down of life. After that once my life got down and then never came back up again and here, I wasn’t thinking about business because business and mafia world were the only thing where I got my all ups.

“Okay what do you think what type of joy your lie brought to our lives.” I said as the veins in my temple popped up with my jaw clenched. The person sitting in front of me was the one I hated the most but I couldn’t even kill him. I could kill the entire mafia world out there but I couldn’t get rid of this one person and avenge for my ruined life and for my mother’s brutal death. She didn’t deserve to die like that.

“Hey we have to deal with one situation at a time.”

“Yes, no f**king of mentions of past because that’s the reason we are here because you messed up because of that.” Zaroon said as I diverted my attention to something else after tearing my gaze off from my father’s. That man didn’t deserve to be call as a father.

“I don’t need anyone’s help.” I was again in my own circle without letting anyone inside it as I direly need that hazel brown eyes and the soft honey brown hairs to get that refreshing breath which I could take only around her. But again, I couldn’t even go to her as she must be munching on that cake which we could be eating together in my office but no now she was in there with Suzi and my cake and I didn’t even get to see her sight.

“Yeah, you can handle that just like you did that before.”

“He got the best idea about what girls want.” They went again with the sarcasm as I knew they got pissed at me by my sudden mood but I was the one who was in crisis at that time.

“Look we don’t care about you but we do care about our little baby sister.”

“And daughter.” Muzamil shook head at my father’s remark as he was busy again with the soup.

“So, you better let us meddle our asses in there because f**k you. No one knows what piece of shit you would provide us with next time.” Zaroon meddled in as I glared at them although I was shocked from inside seeing their audacity to talk to me like this. Indeed, they were my childhood friends but still they knew I always had a boundary for people around me and they used to break it often like I used to do with them but right now they were completely scolding me acting like big brothers and treating me like I was their brother-in-law. I looked at my father who was definitely hers not mine so that left me with no one beside me. I was one and she had everyone by her side showing completely how strong she was. But I didn’t care. I was ready to lose from her if that meant she would be happy and contended with me.

I took a long sigh as they glaring didn’t leave for anything else and really wanted to do something without messing anything again.

“What are we going to do?”

•~•

(Hey, I have my exams going on that's why I am a little busy.)

The next chapter will be uploaded when I will get 1k followers. Looking forward towards your support and enthusiasm.

VOTE & DO LOTS OF COMMENTS