Chapter : 19 - You're here too?

"You're here too?" I exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Nader and Samir here.

"This man doesn't leave my heart or disappear from my eyes; he is everywhere I go," I thought to myself as I looked at Nader.

"Haan, Ab jahan Uns hogi wahan Aziz toh hoga hein nah!," he said with a smile.

"He's surely here to kill me with his smile. I can't be with him today," I said to myself, feeling overwhelmed.

"So, you're choosing white, right?" he asked.

"Why should I? Is it your favorite color?" I asked, noticing his authoritative tone.

"It's not my favorite color, but you wore a white kurti when you first came to my mansion, and where I went crazy for you," he said, looking into my eyes.

"How can he say such things so freely?" I wondered, feeling flustered.

"You're crazy, Nader," I said, exasperated by his constant flirting.

"I am and you made me Ms Reza," he said, smiling again.

This man doesn't have any other work than increasing my heart beats.

"Sahara, choose maroon for me," I said, trying to redirect my attention away from Nader's captivating gaze and towards Sahara, only to find her lost in Samir's eyes.

"These two!" I sighed deeply, observing their interaction.

"Which color should I choose, Samir?" Sahara asked, while Samir looked deeply into her eyes.

"Every color suits you, Sahara, but I would prefer it if you wore cream. It would look good on you," he complimented her.

"Cream!" Sahara exclaimed with a smile.

"They're all crazy here," I thought to myself, observing the three of them - one couldn't stop flirting, another couldn't resist showing his charm, and the third was completely captivated by his charm.

"I still think white will suit you, Uns," Nader said, noticing me choose the maroon outfit.

"I don't need your opinion, Nader, and it's better if you focus on why you're here," I said, looking at him sternly.

"That's exactly what I'm doing," he replied.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm here for shopping too," he said.

"Ohh accha Alright then, go ahead," I said dismissively.

My idiot heart, for a second thought that he is here for me.

"It would be better if you choose my outfit," he said, still sporting his mischievous smile.

"Bahut nakhre hai tumhare nader," I said, rolling my eyes as I glanced at the clothing designs.

"Bhai, you'll pick according to Bhabhi's preference, so until then, help me select clothes," Samir asked Nader.

"My name is Uns, Samir. Don't call me 'Bhabhi'," I corrected him.

He's used to calling me 'Bhabhi' every time we meet, I thought to myself, annoyed.

"Bhai will kill me if I call you by your name, Bhabhi, and I value my life, so I can't take any risks," Samir said casually as he walked away.

I turned to Nader, glaring at him. He looked at me, gave an awkward smile, and then followed Samir.

Uns, you'll become mad by being with them, I said seeing them going.

Sahara, if you're done staring at Samir, can we continue shopping?" I asked her, noticing her fixation on Samir's departing figure.

"Appi, don't you think he looks even more handsome when he smiles?" she exclaimed excitedly.

"What's going on, Sahara? You've never talked about him like this before," I asked, confused by her recent behavior.

"Well, actually... Appi..." she hesitated before continuing, "Samir told me that he likes me."

"What?" I responded in disbelief.

"Yes, Appi, he said he likes me," she repeated, her hands now covering her face in shyness.

"Do you like him back, Sahara?" I inquired.

"It's not just like, Appi. I love him. I love that idiot so much, I can't even explain how much I want to see him every day," she confessed.

"But, Sahara, there's a big difference between liking someone and being in love," I began to explain.

"It's enough for me if he likes me, Appi. And as for love, it will happen eventually," she said with a hopeful smile.

Her words were sincere; she truly was in love with Samir. But would he reciprocate her feelings? I've seen his Instagram, he has had many girlfriends.

This worries me. I haven't introduced Samir to Sahara's private id yet because I'm not sure about him. Is he playing with her feelings, or is he genuinely interested?

Seeing Sahara so infatuated with him scares me even more. I just hope he doesn't dare to break her heart.

We completed our Eid dress shopping. I loved the design of my dress; it wasn't too grand, but it was beautiful.

Sahara chose a cream designer lehenga, which would be quite heavy, but she's used to wearing such outfits. Then, we moved on to the jewelry section. It was a newly opened mall, and the Eid collection was extensive.

They had displayed heavy bangles with intricate designs, but I didn't need such heavy ones. I wanted something I could wear daily, so I decided to buy them later.

While wandering around, we noticed the men's section, where Samir was sitting on a chair, possibly waiting for Nader as he wasn't there. Samir approached us as we entered.

"Done with shopping?" he asked, noticing the bags in our hands.

"Almost done," Sahara replied with a smile.

"Where is Nader?" I asked Samir.

"He's in the changing room, bhabhi," Samir replied.

"Samir!" I exclaimed, telling him to stop calling me "bhabhi."

"I can't help it, he'll kill me, bhabhi," Samir said with pleading eyes.

I gave him a strange look and glanced at the changing room door where Nader was.

After a couple of minutes, Nader emerged from the changing room wearing a black suit, his shirt slightly tucked in, his gaze down as he adjusted his tie and walked in our direction. Then, he raised his devilish eyes, locking with mine.

He stopped in his tracks, looking absolutely perfect. His flawless skin, black hair, deep blue eyes, his outfit, and his smile - everything was beyond perfect.

He approached me. "How do I look?" he asked.

"Perfect," I murmured unknowingly, still lost in his eyes.

He smiled at my response.

Then, realization hit me. "You're an idiot, Uns," I cursed myself. "I mean, you look fine," I quickly added.

Nader said, 'Let's have dinner here,' while glancing at other suits.

'This suit looks good on you,' I said as he was about to take a brown suit.

'Did you like it?' he asked, now turning towards me.

I wanted to say no. I wanted to say yes. I wanted to tell him that he looks so handsome in the black one.

'Umm, yeah, kind of,' I said, hesitatingly.

'Okay then, I will wear this one,' he said and went to change.

I took a deep breath, trying to control my racing heart, which seemed to speed up whenever I see him.

After a few minutes, he came back wearing a simple black shirt and grey trousers, casually rolling up his sleeves. His veins are my new weakness.

He came near me, took the bags from my hand, and went towards the glass door, holding it open for me and Sahara to walk out.

He and Samir followed us, carrying our bags. His outfit would be delivered to his mansion, as Sir couldn't carry it himself, but he could carry our bags. Unbelievable, Nader.

We entered the restaurant, with Sahara and me sitting beside each other, and two handsome men sitting in front of us. Mine was more handsome, I thought to myself, smiling internally.

The waiter came and took our order. The three of us were engaged in conversation, but Nader wasn't speaking a word. Whenever I glanced at him, I noticed he was already staring at me, his eyes not leaving mine.

''Kya dekh rahe hoon?" I asked him.

''Apni puri kaynat ko", he replied without blinking.

Before I could say anything else, I heard Samir screaming out to Sahara's name. We looked over to see his face drenched with water, and Sahara closing her mouth with water dripping from it.

'Sahara, did you spit on him?' I asked her.

She nodded her head saying yes.

Thank god, I wasn't drinking water or else I could have spit it on nader's face.

He literally needs to zip his lips now, my idiot heart can't handle all this.

Again, I looked towards Nader, giving him absolutely death glares. He smiled upon seeing me, his smile another weapon of his.

''Stop it, Nader,'' I said to him.

''What should I stop, Ms. Gusrail?'' he teased me now.

''I'll kill you,'' I retorted.

He laughed at my response.

"Bhegairat,'' I muttered.

Our order came, but now Samir's condition was better than before, and Sahara was trying to convince him. They both looked so good together.

Our meal was going well, and then Nader spoke. 'Done with all the shopping?' he asked while eating.

'I'm done with everything, just couldn't find the bangles,' I said while placing a kebab on his plate.

'Oh, okay,' he said while eating the kebab I had just served him.

On the other hand, Sahara was feeding Samir with love and care, trying to convince him, and Samir was enjoying everything.

After the meal, we came out to the parking lot.

'Samir, drop Sahara home. I will drop Uns,' Nader said to Samir.

These two lovebirds didn't even ask a single question and went towards Samir's car while holding hands.

'Where are we going?' I asked him.

"Chalo tumhe chudiya dilwa deta hoon! "

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Chapter aesthetic:

Uns and Sahara mall outfit.

Boys holding their girls bag's.

Aziz and Samir's Outfit.

Sahara's idiot holding her hand.

Uns hiding her Tomato cheeks from Aziz.