CHAPTER 33- AGENT AYESHA~Ayesha💕

A Y E S H A : -

Despite my immense lack of sleep from the past few days, I couldn't sleep a wink tonight, thinking and executing my plan, today I want all my answers. If he is not telling me anything, then now it will be my way. Excitement rushed through me as I thought of my perfectly formed plan, when we slept it was nearly ten, I formed my plan and got everything ready discretely, knowing Farhan as he is a light sleeper.

I clutched my pillow when I heard the sound of Farhan's two fifty eight's alarm go off, or atleast what he thought off. Excitement and nervousness clenched my stomach as I heard Farhan hissing.

"What? How is it 2:59 AM now? How can I sleep through all my alarms?" I bit my lip, remembering how I changed Farhan's alarm, he had alarms for every second, which was a plus point for me as he couldn't get suspicious.

I stiffened suddenly and closed my eyes shut as I felt dip beside me, my breath faltered when I felt him caressing the hairs falling on my face softly,

His another alarm went off and I flinched unknowingly because of the sudden sound.

Farhan cursed under his breath and I turned other side draping my blanket above my head.

"Shit, I am already late," I scoffed internally, only if you knew Farhan.

Few moments later I heard the bathroom door locking and I quickly sprung out of the bed and get to the action knowing Farhan, he will be in a hurry as he is already late, I arranged the pillows like my sleeping form and covered it with my blanket and hid Farhan's phone under the bed so he could have difficulty in finding them and he wastes more time.

I wore my complete black track suit and hijab which I arranged earlier and slipped into my trainers, grabbed my phone, I take a quick glance at the room and made sure nothing looks suspicious.

Closing the bedroom door softly behind me, I made a run downstairs and opened the door to garage with the spare key I found and locked it behind me, I hid behind another car and waited for him. He barely uses this car, it could act as a great coverage for me.

I hope he takes his range rover because it's boot is spacious, but if he takes audi or something, I have to manage, it's not the time to think of my discomfort.

I hid properly as I heard the door of garage being open and Farhan sprinted towards his range rover, yes Farhan go for it.

He pressed the buttons in the garage and the shutter opened, he unlocked his car and sat inside it and started reviving the engine.

My eyes widened, panic gripping me.

No no Farhan remember your phone you are not supposed to leave without it. Shit what if he already found it, my plan will go in total drain.

My head snapped up when I heard the engine of the car going off and Farhan stepped out of the car, and ran inside cursing all his way. I waited for a minute then went to drivers side and pressed the button for the boot to open, satisfied hearing the soft click of opening of the boot, I left the driver side and climbed inside the boot, shutting it's door behind me, there were some empty water bottles and a tool box, making some space for me to hide, I lay down awkwardly, waiting for Farhan, after five minutes Farhan came running with his phone in his hand, by the look of frustration on his face, I take it took him a lot of time.

Farhan sat inside the car and revived the engine all the way muttering frustratingly about how his phone fell under the bed. Only if he knew. Laying in the boot, I saw our house zooming out of my view, my heart started racing all the way,

Am I really doing this?

Yes I am.

I've already decided, now there is no turning back. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, Each time whenever Farhan took a turn or passed a speed breaker I had hold back my painful groan. My back is going to have issues tomorrow.

After what seemed like hours to me the car finally stopped and I sighed in relief, before Farhan could stop the engine I opened the boot door a little so it won't get locked, Thank god the back windows were also tinted black, I watched as Farhan passed through the car, he stopped suddenly and looked at my direction,

My breathing hitched as he inched closer to the window, I felt like he could see right through me, He came near and I sighed in relief when he traced a small scratch on the window with disappointment on his face, never felt so relieved in my life.

Boys and there obsession with there cars. I just hope he doesn't notice that the boot is open. I faintly hear someone calling his name and he went after him. I peeked from the boot's window and was shocked to see that kardashian's house in which Farhan brought me two days ago. Is this what he called...main house?

After checking the area clear, I carefully opened the boot and slipped out quietly making sure the door wasn't completely closed, so that I could come again.

I hid behind the car, and saw the kardashian or the main house. Now, how am I going inside? Farhan went through the main door, now from where would I go? I think I should go back of the house and check some way.

Sneakingly hiding behind all the parked cars in the parking lot, I managed to get to the back of the house, I saw two doors over there, pocketing my phone in my tracks pocket, I tried to push the first door but it was locked.

The second door also seemed locked.

Shit.

I kicked the pebbles infront of me and yelped in shock when I heard an angry hiss of what seemed like a cat. I clamped my hand over my mouth to refrain from screaming when I observed an ginger furball near my leg.

Okay, calm down it's just a cat, it won't harm. Relax.

The angry fur ball hissed at me again and I flinched slightly, okay it doesn't seem like an stray cat, it looks like an domestic cat which was separated from its owner, judging by the shiny red strap around her neck.

"Okay, fur ball relax. Shush, good cat." I crouched down and whispered afraid of the angry cat.

"Now sho, sho away." I motioned with my hands for her to leave.

The fur ball just hissed again and caught me off guard when she suddenly lifted her paw and scratched my hand. A surprise yelp escaped my mouth and I clutched my hand glaring at the cat.

I was about to retort when I heard the sound of door being open, panicked I quickly hid behind the bushes nearby stumbling in the process, the fur ball was following me but stopped when heard the person calling her.

I watched hidden in the bushes as yousuf opened the door and cried in relief,

"Jerry, there you are!" He ran towards my direction, I tried to stay still in my position, too afraid if I even make a move he will notice. He picked up the fur ball in his arms and hugged her like his baby was lost.

Jerry? As in tom and Jerry and a cat named Jerry?.. whatever none of my business.

"I was afraid I lost you, my little Jerry," He cooed at the cat, but the fur ball tried to run out of his arms but he holded her tightly.

"You really need to stop bringing your doraemon cat here Yousuf," I heard another voice calling from the door, it was that tall, muscular man which I saw previously but never notted his name.

"Oh shut up nain, and don't even compare my sweet Jerry to doraemon, he is blue and she is a cute ginger," Yousuf scoffed. his Jerry hissed at the same time and tried to run out of his arms again, to my direction I assume.

"Or not." Yousuf mumbled and adjusted her in his arms more securely.

The side of my legs were burning from crouching for so long, but I had no options, I had to stay like this, or they might notice me.

"And I didn't brought her here, she was hiding in my car all day, and I didn't notice, alright?" Yousuf snapped at him.

"Yeah, whatever but what was your Jerry doing here at the backyard?" Nain or whatever that muscular man's name is, said. At that moment my leg lost it's balance, I quickly tried to hold the ground to not make any noise, but to my unlucky stars, by mistake my hand brushed the bush, making a noise.

"What was that?" I heard one of them speaking, I clamped my hand on my mouth.

"Might be some tom, that you're jerry was catching," The emotionless voice spoke,

I sat still on my spot. My heart beating abnormally fast, I just hope he doesn't catches me.

Oh allah, please save me.

"Yousuf?"

"Yeah?" His voice sounded dazed, as if shocked, or I think it was me who is dazed by shock.

"Let's go nain, I will keep Jerry in her basket." Yousuf said carrying his cat inside while it kept hissing and meowing angrily.  I breath in relief as I heard footsteps retreating back.

I dared to peek from the bush and saw them going inside the door.

Wait, the door, they were definitely inside.

I think I can sneak inside through that door, if only they kept it open, but why would they? I hope they keep the door open slightly at least. Or I had to find another way.

After waiting for few minutes I crawl outside the bushes carefully and went towards the door, praying in my heart I kept my hand on the handle and was surprised to find the door unlocked.

How stupid of them to leave it like that, but lucky for me.

Mentally jumping, I punched the air in victory, but composed myself and opened the door, the room was poorly lit, it was mostly dark.

Tip toeing slowly I walked forward and nearly fell when I stumbled in front of what seemed like a cardboard box, glancing outside of the room from its doorframe, an empty hallway came in my view, the door which I came from looked like store room at the back of the house which looked mostly unused,

Without thinking anything, I started walking towards the light source which was coming from I assume some hall, after roaming here and there in the long hallways, I came to stop when I realised I came into a living room, the same one which I was there three days ago.

I panicked when I saw someone sitting on the sofa of the living room, his back facing me, quickly I hid beside the wall and to my luck there were few boxes and a chair which completely hid me from their view and I could easily watch them.

My hands felt cold and I was still petrified from the shock, thank god his back was to me or otherwise I would be busted completely.

Composing myself I kneeled down and watched them from below the chair, I had a perfect view of them. Nain, the boy that Yousuf called or whatever his name is came and sat infront of that man, I could recognise from the back that man wasn't Farhan.

Bilal?

"Where's Farhan?" Nain asked the man.

"He is with D upstairs, he somehow got the news that Emir is mostly spotted roaming near the Esin street." The person answered slightly turning his head and I recognised him, he was bilal bhai, Hajra's husband.

Wait. Esin street, isn't that where my college is? Anyways, concentrate Ayesha.

"And what are you doing here?" Nain asks,

"Oh I was answering Hajra's call, she was worried that I came uninformed. Where is our Doctor tech?" Bilal asks,

"Running behind his cat," nain scoffed,

Remembering that furball, I noticed a throbbing burn in my hand making it itchy, I looked down at my hand and gasped quietly seeing three long nail scratch marks, which were red now, my hand was throbbing painfully.

Damn you furball. Distracted by my wounds, I missed half of there conversation.

"—Yeah, he is working really hard to find that psycho and put him to his right place." Bilal completed,

Who are they talking about now?

"Trust me, when I say this nain, but I've known Farhan for almost ten years, I've seen his dedication, his friendship, but the day he promised his revenge, even I got a bit afraid of his dedication of finishing his enemy," Bilal says,

My eyes widened as I heard them, Finish his enemy? As in completely finish?

"Anyways," nain cleared his throat, "How is that girl?" His voice was a bit hesitant.

"Which girl? I don't have an account of any girls except my wife, Hajra. That's a different story that she doesn't even let me to do it, but anyways who are you specifically talking about?" Bilal questions, I sit back on the floor stretching my legs, all the while hearing them.

I rolled my eyes in frustration, first my wound and now they aren't talking anything interesting too, Oh come on guys, talk something interesting, which would justify my secret mission successfully. Should I go somewhere else, but my instinct was telling me not, so I remained seated.

"You know her Bilal, the one who is living with you and Hajra, Marha? Irhaa?" Nain shrugs,

"Irhaa, yeah she is a bit better now, yesterday she even answered to my question, which was a good sign, because before she couldn't speak without flinching, poor thing." Bilal sighs shaking his head,

My head snapped to them as I heard what they spoke next,

"And today, her Farhan lala as she calls him, took her out for an coffee treat too, with me and Hajra, although at the end of the evening Farhan started acting a little weird, he seemed...nervous?"

Wait. I saw Farhan with Hajra and bilal today with another girl too to which Farhan wouldn't tell me who she is... but who is she exactly?

And how is it connected over here?

"Great, did she told how...you know landed there?"

"She told Hajra before, but Hajra didn't narrated her story fully, she just gave me an outline of it, and honestly it's terrifying for a nineteen year old, Her own Aunt and Uncle brought her from Pakistan by tricking that naive girl saying that her lost Father is here in turkey and they are taking her to him, instead those low life people's intentions were to sell her in an auction and take that money." Bilal says in disgust.

I clamped my hand on my mouth in shock, personally I don't know that girl, but listening her story made my heart ache for her.

"That's why she seemed so.. scared, don't know what else she had gone through?" I peeked from the chair handle and saw nain glaring angrily at the floor.

"Hm, and you know I am really proud of Farhan, how he handled her and treated her like his own sister." bilal says.

Sister? Was Farhan being protective of that girl?

"Yeah, If he wanted he could've handed her to one of the organisations, but he didn't instead he took the matter in his own hands, and he have not only done this for Irhaa but for many other girls like her too, and that's what inspires me from Farhan," Bilal continues with a smile on his face.

Other girls too? It means he's doing this for a long time, then why doesn't anyone know about it?

An unknown warmth spread in me hearing what Farhan does, but if he is doing such good tasks then why privately?

"....That's great Hasnain, but just out of curiosity, why are you so intrigued by Irhaa's whereabouts?" Bilal asks, "I mean you, who gives zero F's about anyone?"

"Still don't." Hasnain replies, "I had seen her that day, that's why I asked."

"You are not having some brotherly protectiveness for her, now are you?" Bilal's tone teasing, I raised an eyebrow, intrigued, I looked up to see Hasnain's expressions,

"The fuck? No." He snapped immediately, I snicker silently.

"Sure." Bilal chuckles, "I trust you."

"Don't you dare— oh look Farhan and D are back." He said standing up, "What's the verdict?" He asks,

I peeked from the chair, which was hiding my view, he sat on the sofa and rolled his sleeves upto his elbows, rubbing his eyes tiredly. It was like I am seeing him in a new light, like he is an unsung hero.

It's true as they say, don't judge a book by it's cover.

But the next moment my eyes widened, when my eyes fell on the person sitting beside him.

"Dorok?!" A shocked whisper left my mouth as I watched my best friend's brother seated with my husband casually.

But what is he...I remember Safa telling me that he went to Manchester with his friends, but what is he doing here? Wait is that dorok only or my eyes are deceiving me?

I stood up from my spot a little and squint my eyes on him, he was talking something to bilal and patted Farhan's shoulder, I took out my phone from my tracks pocket, and opened the camera, zooming on his face, I snapped a picture of him,

Kneeling down, I gasped seeing his picture and back at him.

It was indeed Dorok, Safa's brother.

But how is he here?

And he knows Farhan? And Bilal? And Yousuf? And Hasnain?

But at the mall's parking lot, they met for the first time, how did they got to know each other so quickly?

I watch them, Farhan was talking to Bilal while looking at a file in his hand, Dorok laughed about something to Hasnain, to which he rolled his eyes, Dorok turned towards Farhan and patted his knee, pointing at Hasnain, Farhan shook his head while chuckling, and continued discussing the file with Bilal.

They look so.....friendly? This doesn't looks like a month's friendship, this looks long, long enough.

Wait so even he works secretly..?

Now that I am noticing, I remember Dorok randomly popping in the mall, and he did carried Sakina to the ambulance, how was he inside?

I gasped silently, watching the boys, it all started making sense now.

The way Safa always said, how he randomly goes on a business trip, road trip, friends trip, it was all trips to here.

It means no one's families are aware of what they do?

"Where is Yousuf? I hadn't seen him since we found his cat at the backyard?" I hid again as I heard hasnain speaking.

"Yeah, I haven't seen him since I came here what is he upto now?" Farhan asks closing down the file.

"Why is everyone remembering me so much?" Yousuf walked in with his cat in his arm from one of the door, which I assume is living room's door.

He stopped and stood there on his spot, for a while with his fur ball in his arms, as if observing the surroundings, I glared at that furball which almost busted me in my mission angrily. After standing there for a while he went outside and dragged a chair, and placed it beside bilal's sofa and sat on it. When he sat, he completely blocked my view from everyone. Now I could only see his and bilal bhai's back and no one else.

Hello.. mister? you just blocked everyone from me.. and there was a lot of space on other couches so why did he have to drag a chair from outside and sit in a weird place?

"What is your initial idea of sitting there, instead of all these vacant couches?" Bilal asks.

"My chair my wish." Yousuf replies sassily.

"Where were you? And why did you brought your cat?" I heard Dorok's voice.

"I was outside, guard- I mean strolling with Jerry.. yeah." Yousuf replies and after a few minutes they started talking about there business, of which I didn't understood a word.

I was nearly dozing off, when I heard Farhan speaking,

"If you get any more information, call me D,"

He gets up from his seat, "I think I should be leaving, now."

I jolted up, immediately, almost knocking down the table in front of me, shit shit, I should leave before him and hide in the boot quickly. I stood up from my spot, only to startle once again, when Yousuf suddenly yelled,

"No! You can't!" Yousuf suddenly screamed, startling everyone.

"..and why may I ask?" Farhan asked unsurely,

"Because she... I mean um not before you answer my questions," He said doubtfully yet firmly.

"What questions— can't it wait, it's already late, I have to reach home before Ayesha wakes up to pray." Farhan sighed and my eyes widened, I saw the time on my phone and it showed fifteen past four.

"No, first tell me, What kind of room has no windows or doors?"

"Yousuf are you serious?" Bilal scoffs,

Unknowingly Yousuf distracted them, it's a great opportunity for me to leave.

I started walking back the hallway which I came from and faintly heard Farhan's amused answer,

"Mushroom of course, and Yousuf nice safe."

"I certainly don't know what you're talking about FB." I heard Yousuf's reply Faintly.

Not minding what he said, I ran back from the back door of the backyard and started running to the parking lot, also hiding in the process I reached a familiar black Range Rover and opened the boot door which I left a little open, and climbing inside, I closed the boot door and laid down on the open space panting heavily, I wiped the small sweat drops from my forehead and smiled.

"Mission Successful." I whispered to myself and tried to control my breathing.

After few minutes I felt the car shifting as Farhan sat in and drove away from the parking lot,

Throughout the ride home, I was so happy that my mission was successful, and finally I got to know what Farhan does,

Sure, I still had some unanswered questions but nonetheless, I was satisfied by my mission.

I saw from the boot's window that we reached home, Farhan parked the car in garage and before he could completely turn off the engine , I was about to open the boot's door just like I did previously, but the car suddenly moved forward making me hit the boot door.

I hissed in pain and massaging my head, only to roll again, as this time the car moved backwards, the car went forward and backward again I holded the seatbelt straps from rolling again and getting hurt.

What is he even doing? Is something struck in the wheels that he is moving the car back and front or Farhan has gone finally mental?

Finally the car stopped and I relaxed as I felt the engine go off, but panicked again as I remembered I didn't opened the boot door and now it is locked, how will I go out now?

I got up slowly and looked up from the boot window and saw the garage empty which means Farhan went inside the house already. I started panicking and looked at the driving seat ahead which was empty, oh no no, how will I go out now?

My whole body paralysed, when I heard a small click and felt the cold garage air hitting my back and heard a very familiar amused voice of my husband,

"Mission successful dear wife?"

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A/N:-

Apologies for any grammatical mistakes, in this or any previous chapters, I am too sleepy to edit.

This chapter just needed a bit editing, that's why I posted it today, out of nowhere,

My exam ends next week, no promises till then, and please refrain from messaging me to update, I already told about my exams, please respect that.

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