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Woh pal kabhi bhulaye nahi jaate hain,

Jinme waqt kam aur lamhe zyada hote hain!!

Mustafa and his hoor came down  to see an angry bird complaining mustafa's abbu about her own abbu while throwing her hands in air and changeing her tone and voice as if mimicking her father.

Eira frowned as according to her, only ammi and herself talk to abbu but this was more of something.

She roamed her eyes to all the maids and servants carried a smileon thier respective lips and enjoying her voice like she does while doing the chores.

"And here she is" eira heard Mustafa muttering under his breath and eira's frown deepen.

As if understanding her confusion Mustafa said" she is abbu's childhood friend."

"She herself is in her childhood! "Eira replied in confused voice and expression.

Mustafa shook his head laughing and elaborate his words.

"Hoor, she his habiba iqbal , daughter and sister of imran iqbal and amaan iqbal. Abbu's business buddy." Eira drank the information with her all intrest than just 'oh' at the information.

"Than let's meet what say?" Eira grinned and asked.

"Why not!" Mustafa stated and they both walked to the huge Hall. More like eira ran to meet the new person.

Truth to be said, she was so done all male species around her . So meeting a new person would be soo much good for her. After all she can't share her romantic stories with her mother-in- law.

"Aslamualaikum! Subhabakhir! "Eira said loudly enough for all the maids and ger family.

The lady, ammi and abbu turned to look to see eira giving her dynamic smile to them while walking and Mustafa following her with a smile too. Which a shock for habiba. They replied her greetings.

Habiba Ibrahim never, ever saw Mustafa smiling in her whole twenty years.

"Now I can die peacefully!" Habiba spoke her mind seeing Mustafa, and eira's smile fell hearing that. She looked back at Mustafa and he shook his practically saying she meant nothing still smiling.

"What magic you spelled on him sister? "Habiba exclaimed while walked towards eira and kept a hand on her shoulder.

Eira's mind was processing her words when Mustafa pulled her to him and replied in a stern voice .

"Watch your hands"  eira was all mute looking at the habiba still not getting her words.

"Breakfast is ready! "The head maid announced and all walked to the table.

Habiba was sitting on abdul's seat when eira stopped her .

"It's abdul's seat, you can seat here." Eira pointes beside her but habiba smirked and replied with a wink.

"That's why I am sitting here bhabhi jaan." Eira shot her brows but heard ammi saying.

"Just wait and watch the show dear let her sit on his place "hearing this eira was beyond shock as to what is going around her.

Nevertheless they served and started thier breakfast while conversing with each other in professional tone.

Mustafa picked his glass of water to drink when the liquid spit out when they all heard an unmanly shriek.

They looked and saw abdul's shocked featured face clad in kurta and salwar. Eyes darted at the lady sitting on his seat.

Everyone suppressed their laugh and continue with the meal. Eira flamed seeing the lack of interest everyone in abdul's tensed body.

She was about to stand but Mustafa pulled her and blinked his eyes but never let go of hand.

She was still, not touching her plate and heard a giggle from her ammi.

she is the birth enemy of Abdullah. And finally eira got the situation and looked at all members enjoying abdul's situation.

Everyone watched as abdul walked to another chair, pulled it and sat beside his father with tensed body much to everyone shock. They all shared a looked.

Mustafa cleared his throat and looked towards habiba gesturing her to serve him.abdul hates when habiba dies that.

"Abdul should I serve-" habiba was asked while stretching her hand to put a pratha in abdul's plate but he stood abruptly and walked out.

Eira's face fell seeing this so she too stood meekly and walked in the kitchen.

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Abdul walked out in the garden and sat on the grass gathering his sanity as his dream was playing in his mind like broken record.

He was cursing in fury when he heard a soft feathery voice beside him. He knew  eira would come behind him but with a tray if food was not expected.

"Have some and why you came from there?" Eira asked with curious  eyes.

"Because she was there" Abdul found his voice still lost through eyes.

"Hmm..............finish the whole tray" eira sighed and instructed coping mustafa's voice which made Abdul laugh much to her releif.

"I can't have so much you  eat half of this for me okay. "Abdul replied mimicking his brother.

They both laughed than dig in to finish the meal.

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After breakfast all ladies sat in ammi's room to gossip.

"So,eira Mustafa treat you well right?" Eira frown but said in a confidently

"He does. But why all of you are so curious to know that.? You know ammi.........even in haveli all ladies even dadi asked of he is good with or not why they are asking I still didn't get!" Eira complained to ammi.

Habiba and ammi just smile.

"Because ........Mustafa is the short temper man of the family. He losses his cool if same thing is asked twice. He hates to answer the curious people and will never let anyone lay a finger on his watches, clothes, blazers and even his nailcutter.......He always asks for a separate room........He loathe the person whom he have to share his room, even that Abdul hates these but he do adjust but.......your husband will never compromise .......He would get a room in hotel which might be far far away from the venue but will never compromise but when he asked-"

Habiba was speaking in one breath remembering the events.

"Shush! Take deep breath you speak more than ifrah mami, breath we have soo much time to talk." Eira kept a hand on her shoulder  with wide eyes remembering her mami.

Habiba gave goofy grin and nodded.

"Say me something about you habiba, I  want to know why you pulled that stunt on the table ,huh?" Eira asked in fake stern yet soft voice.

"Oh! Because last time when uncle and the rest of the family came to our house for a dinner with akram uncle and rehan Ibrahim he sat on my chair. And I have to eat after two hours of starving. So I took the revenge." Habiba explained but eira was zoned out when she heard her family name.

Ammi sensed eira's mind and stopped habiba than kept a hand on eira's which were in her lap.

"Eira, you want speak to your family?" Ammi asked in concerned voice.

Eira shook her head with a smile looking at Ammi and habiba.

"When I will allowed I will go to them with all my heart but till than let me smile listening their names." Both the ladies looked at eira with admiration and agreed with her.

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It was eight when men of the house came. They ate their dinner with mustafa and abbu discussing about the business and distressed abdul having  habiba still sitting beside him but this time he was his seat and habiba beside him.

Her sweet sandal smell blocking Abdullah's mind, thier hands brushing each other whenever she tries to get cuisine which in front of him.

Abdul hardly ate anything while habiba beside him enjoyed the whole meal and didn't left any dish untested.

"Now if you are full, you can leave." Abdul finally found his voice and said in a curt voice but inside he was shivering. Habiba frown.

"Who said I am leaving I will be here for next  five days. "She said showing five fingers as if taunting Abdul.

While abdul's heart fell in his stomach hearing this.

five days!!

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Mustafa and eira were sitting in his study. Mustafa was doing his left over work where as eira staring at him while thinking about habiba's word.

He never shared anything with anyone!

"Shall I ask you something?" Eira asked still lost in her thoughts.

Mustafa glanced his hoor and'hmmm'

"you never compromise in anything and you are very short temper may I know why? "She asked carefully observing his moves.

Mustafa stopped what he was doing and arched his on brow looking at his hoor.

"Hmm....... Because  I wanted only my wife to intervene in my privacy." He replied hiding his own smile knowing who would have put this stupid information in his hoor's tiny mind.

"Hmph! As if you were asked to share your room with-" She blurted but bit her tongue when realised what she was about to say.

Mustafa amazed by her unfiltered words stood and walked towards her.

Eira on the other was a mess when Mustafa bend and sat on his on knee to her level with a very flamy eyes.

Mustafa mentally smirked looking at her.

"So you want me to share a room with any girl?" Mustafa asked knowing her words

"Haww! Astaghfirullah never janab!I never said that"Eira exclaimed with a possesiveness in her voice.

"But your thoughts did" Eira looked away. Mustafa sighed.

"I never grew in that environment, I completed my school here than flew to London for further studies than came here and took over abbu's business. That how my life was never getting involved in unnecessary stress  and good in my own life." Mustafa explained.

"Hein!? Toh waha bhi koi yaar-e-wafa nahi tha?"Eira asked shock by his words and life.

I am getting more than enough shocks today.

He laughed at her question

" amaan is only my yaar-e- wafa."He replied pecking her nose ring.

She giggled as his stuble tickle her cheek.

I am whipped!!Mustafa thought staring at his beautiful hoor who was looking at him all lost.

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