CHAPTER 34

CHAPTER 34 : Budding Romance

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The next week came sooner than expected for the couple . Most of their time was spent in preparing for Safia's college, which was tomorrow , and Fawad couldn't help but smile whenever he saw her being so happy about going .

"Mr Siddiqui! Which dress should I chose for tomorrow?" She asked gesturing towards the new dresses Fawad got for her.

"Try that purple one " Fawad told her .

"Right now ?" She asked and he gave a nod . Safia rushed into the  bathroom to change into the dress .

She closed the door and excitedly looked in her own reflection in the mirror . Her face was flushing with the cherry blush . She was very happy nowadays that even she couldn't believe her life was going this perfect .

She didn't needed to worry about money , although Fawad was almost always busy but he tried to be there with her for dinner and whenever he came , he made sure that all his time was spent with Safia.

Safia didn't know which part of Fawad she liked the best, but if she had to name one—Is it him trying to love her with all he has , in the times he didn't even loved himself .

She wasn't sure if it was love from her side , or either his , but whatever it was , she was enjoying it .

She changed into the dress , and opened her hairs , letting it fall on her shoulders . She combed it using the comb in the rack of the washroom , and turned most towards the right side .

She opened the door and walked outside , and Fawad who was using his phone , looked up at her with a surprise.

He got up from the arm chair , putting the phone on the side without bothering that it hit a bit too hard against the table .

He walked near Safia , and tugged her hairs behind her ear , taking a full view of her face .

"Is it perhaps to impress me Mrs Yousuf" He asked while brushing back her hairs from her neck to back , as his fingers slightly touched her nape .

Safia's heart started did a sumersalt in her own body .

'when did he became so bold? Should I say 'yes?' I wanna say 'Yes' nevermind , it will be too bold of me-screw my thoughts' She shyly looked at him and gave a slight nod . And he smiled at her , the corner of his crinkling again , and he bowed a bit down , and cupped her face with his both hands . For a second he stared at her eyes and then planted a peck on her forehead.

Safia closed her eyes at this , and opened slowly when she felt Fawad pulled away .

"I am sorry, if I caught you off guard , but you are just too adorable Safia" He complimented and she just stared at him while cupping her own cheek with blush and looked down.

The door of their room swung open and Maira walked in . She had came here to the penthouse last night , to assist Safia with the preparations.

"I am sorry if I was interrupting anything, but Safia—as you are joining mid terms , here are the notes" She smiled and passed Safia the notes and Safia quickly took them in her hands.

"Thank you Maira" She hugged Maira, and Maira held her firmly in her arms too .

"It's always a pleasure to be of any kind of help . Also I informed my friend Shivanya that my bhabhi is coming to the college as her younger sister Aditi also studies there . So she gave me Aditi's number. Have it and contact her as soon as you reach college premises . Okay?" Maira told her.

"You have been such a great help . How could I ever thank you " Safia asked her while holding her hands .

"I think giving me treat sounds good . Seth Bhai told me that you worked in a restaurant , so show us your precious skills" Maira said .

"Ofcourse!"

And one talk led to another , as Fawad watched them with a sigh.

'Why did this chatterbox Maira interrupted . I was having such a great time with my love' he thought while passing her a glare .

Maira noticed this too , and to tease Fawad , she dragged Safia out of the room , saying that she wants to show Safia her dress collection.

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The morning's sun shined soon , and Safia woke up , before her alarm bell rang . She stared at her roof with a smile , thinking about how wonderful her day is going to be . After such a long period of time , she was finally going back to college .

She quickly hopped in the shower to get ready and meet Fawad before he leaves for his meeting today . She worn the purple suit and dried her hairs using the hair dryer . She tied her hairs in a ponytail and excitedly opened the door of her room .

She ran to Fawad's room to meet him, but frowned when she found it empty . The duvets were folded and the glass of juice which he drinks daily before leaving for office was empty.

Safia felt a bit sad seeing this .

'Maybe he have gone' She thought and dragged her feet downstairs , to get the breakfast.

"Mrs Yousuf , you are awake ! Come have a seat" the maid said and led her to the dinning area. Safia sat down with her palm resting on her cheek.

"When did he left?" She asked about Fawad , and the maid smiled and shook her head.

"He didn't. Mr Siddiqui is in the kitchen preparing a breakfast for you , to cheer you up on the first day" The lady said and Safia jumped out of her chair with a big smile.

"Seriously??!!!"she excitedly asked while putting her hands on the shoulder of the maid .

"Yes !" The maid said with the same excitement.

Happy to see her master changing for Safia , and for the sake of the love they had.

Safia ran towards the kitchen and opened the door , seeing Fawad wearing a white shirt with his top two buttons open , due to the excess heat in the kitchen. His sleeves were folded , and he was chopping chocolates to put melt it , to put on the strawberries.

"Mr Siddiqui" she called out and Fawad looked at her . " Good morning sweetheart" Fawad wished .

"Good morning to you too! Weren't you going to meeting?" She asked him .

"I was—but it got cancelled" Fawad lied . He cancelled it .

"That's so nice. I don't know if that was the right thing to say " She laughed awkwardly , because she knew the meeting was important for Fawad , but she got carried on with her emotions .

"It was . I am glad you enjoy my presence" He directly said and Safia's eyes widened at the straight forward nature.

"Sit here , till you are here , I will serve you breakfast" He told her while patting one slap.

"I don't know , if it's fine or it will be able to bear my weight" she told him, but Fawad just put the chocolate side , and walked towards his wife , while lifting him up from the waist .

He made her sit on the slab . Safia was surprised looking at the level of ease he carried her with .

"Here, have this. " he passed her a plate with pau bhajji . "Tell me how it is . I don't usually eat Indian food , so I don't have any idea" He added.

"You don't eat Indian food ? Ya Allah, Mr Siddiqui, aap life ka main maza toh miss kr rahein hai " she told him and he chuckled .

"If that's the case, then I will surely try them. Send me a list of your favourite food madam " he told her .

"My favourite food?" She asked him and he hummed .

"There is a long list ! But I will shorten it for you and send it to you" Safia told him.

"No need to shorten it . I want to try every single thing" Fawad hesitantly said .

F L A S H B A C K

The clinkling of the spoon was the only voice which rang in the silent room . On the long dinning table , only 3 people sat , with distance among them .

The small boy kept stealing glances of his parents .

"What do you want to say?" His mother asked noticing that he wanted to say something.

"Ammi , after I finished my assignments , I started watching a movie , and saw a tasty dish on television" Fawad told his mother .

His mother just stared at him , wanting him to continue .

"It was something called—Coli-no chole!! Chole bhature" Fawad smiled remembering it , but it soon disappeared hearing his mother's words.

"You aren't eating that . Your father dislikes Indian foods , and so will you"His mother told him and continued to eat the food.

"But" before he could continue he got a glare from his father and he just bit down the heavy feeling in his heart and tried to deal with the guilt of asking something so stupid .

His eyes got teary at the cold gazes and the emptiness he felt in his own family , and he just looked down on the table as his tears rolled down through his cheek and fell on it .

He wanted to say so many things , but he always felt that there was a metal wire with thorns wrapped against his throat , forcing him to gulp down all words.

P R E S E N T

'Whenever I am with you , I feel like I am free from everything Safia. You are surely a magic , and a gift from Allah , to me ' he thought to himself with a smile .

But the door flung open again , but this time the matter wasn't good .

"I am sorry to interrupt you sir , but your parents have come , and they are demanding your presence right now" The maid from earlier said with nervousness knowing the matter is going to get heated up .

To be continued...

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