CHAPTER 34- UNINVITED GUEST~Ayesha💕

A Y E S H A : -

"Mission successful, dear wife?"

I could feel my heart pounding loudly, I was afraid he could hear it too,

Slowly I turned around and saw him leaning against the boot door, I couldn't figure out weather he is being sarcastic or is he...angry?

The dim light of the garage blended with his face along with the shadow of the car falling on him, which didn't make him look any less like an anti-hero.

"Come on," He extended his hand towards me and I eyed him wrily. Hesitantly I placed my hand in his and climbed out of the car,

He closed the door behind and gestured me with his hand to go forward, he seemed highly amused, and I am scared because of his reaction.

After few minutes we reached our bedroom without a word spoken, my anxiety was growing second by second as he closed the bedroom door and stood infront of me, before he could say anything I blurted out,

"Are you mad at me?" I bit my lip,

He cocked his eyebrow, "You tell me, should I be?"

"Yes?" I shrug unsurely, "But don't be." I added,

"Okay," he replies,

I was taken aback by his tone, "Okay?"

"I won't be mad." He says, a grin forming on his mouth.

"Why?" I ask looking at him suspiciously,

"Cause you said so?" He shrugs indefinitely,

"Yeah- but I- I mean, I sneaked out and..you know..?" I toyed with the skin around my nails.

"You sneaked out?" He feign surprise, "I couldn't believe."

"Is it the calm before storm?" I muttered to myself,

He chuckles, shaking his head, "No, I already knew from the start that you were hidden in the boot."

I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks and my mouth hung open in shock,

"Wha- no you couldn't y-you might be joking, I mean I- planned out so well.." I babbled out shocked and confused, trying to coverup,

"You planned out well? Hm let me think.." he mocked, tapping his chin thoughtfully.

"Well I could appreciate the effort of you setting up my alarm and making me late, although I was confused, wondering why my wife was tip toeing around the room at the middle of the night, but I got my answer when I came back in the room to take my phone, which let me tell you, was very suspiciously placed so under the bed, Ah and here's the catch, listen..." he continued mockingly all the while leaving me to look at him in shock,

"The place where my wife was sleeping suddenly looked so weird, it almost looked like...a pillow wall? hmm very thoughtful indeed. And before I got up I noticed your hair was open and all sprawled over the pillow, so suddenly disappearance of the hairs made me lift up the blanket, and to my great surprise, pillows." he claps his hands in utter delight, "Plus, you never sleep with blankets up till your head, it suffocates you."

I try to ignore how he knows that about me, as he continues,

"Also the way Yousuf kept acting weird and not letting anyone go to the back storeroom, I knew he saw you and was covering up for you, And I also saw some of your sleeve's clothe on Jerry's claw, I take it you had pretty.. intense meeting with the cat." He finishes, his eyes darting down to my hands,

Reeling back from my shocked state, I take a look at my hand, where that furball scratched me and replied dryly, "Yeah pretty intense."

He took my hand in his and observed it carefully, "Does it hurt?" He asks observing the nail marks on my hand, there was a few dry blood on it, but it doesn't hurt or burn anymore.

"Yeah a little." I reply,

He asked me to sit on the bed and switched on the lights of the room, I was so scared from his reaction that I didn't even notice the room was dark and the only light source was the dim moonlight shining through the balcony doors, Farhan grabbed the first aid kit from the drawer and sat beside me, and took out some antiseptic cream from it,

"Go and wash your hand it might have some bacteria of cat, although Jerry is vaccinated, just for precaution," He says, I nod my head and walk towards washroom, after washing my hand, I removed my hijab and shoes on my way and sat on the bed infront of Farhan, he grabbed my hand and applied some antiseptic on it,

"Thank god it's not severe, Nain got a infection on his leg when Jerry scratched him," he says cleaning up my wound,

"That cat is not that welcoming I take?" I ask looking at his hand which was expertly cleaning my wound,

"Yeah," he chuckled blowing on my wound when I hissed slightly, goosebumps arose on the area around my skin,

"Why didn't you catch me before if you knew already my plan?" I ask clearing my throat, he placed the antiseptic back in the box and wiped his hands with a tissue.

"First of, I really needed to see how far your stubbornness will take you to find your answers and second, I couldn't just embarrass my wife in front of my friends for sneaking behind me, now could I?" The tips of the corner of his mouth lifted up in a sly grin.

"I wouldn't have done all of that, if only you'd tell me all by yourself," I defend myself, he shook his head before walking back to the dresser to keep back the first aid kit.

"Why are you so amused by this? Aren't you supposed to be angry with me?" I asked the nagging question in head.

Farhan sits back on the bed, "No, I am not angry...actually I am quite impressed by your plan, also I thought eventually you're ought to find out, so why not this way?" He replies and I was dazed by his answer,

"I made your work easy, so you let that slide?" I raise an eyebrow,

He let out a chuckle before shrugging off his jacket, "So, what information you got?"

I eye him for a second before replying, "I heard Bilal bhai and Hasnain talking, they were talking about you being worried about catching someone which I didn't really understand-" I don't know weather it was my imagination or did he really stiffened when I said,

"And they also talked about how you rescued that girl, with whom you were in the afternoon-" my cheeks heated up in embarrassment, "And treated her like a sister," I paused, "I have to say, that was really kind of you. It made me happy to hear that."

"Did that?" He turns his head to me, the wild strands of his hair falling over his forehead,

"You are a great actor by the way," I say rolling my eyes, "Oscar worthy performance with Dorok."

"I had to," he chuckles, "His identity had to be secret, no risks could be taken outside."

"Why? Is he an undercover agent or something?" I ask,

"Kind off," he replies, "He has many connections, which can be used in his favour or completely against him."

"And he is willing to risk it all for your little group?" My eyes widened,

"He does, because he knows we all protect each other." He replies looking back at me,

I nod, playing with the sleeve of my hoodie, "You do such an amazing job Farhan, so why hide it from the world?" I look back at him, "What makes you do such things discreetly?"

He looked down at the carpeted floor, he didn't reply for solid four minutes, on the fifth before I could apologise, he says, "There are many things I want to do."

"Like?" I urge curiously,

"Things which haven't done by the people they were supposed to," he drags his eyes back to me, "Things which were left incomplete."

The clock ticked in silence, I observed his face which was filled with an unknown determination I have never seen before, "Why do you have enemies Farhan?"

"The people who did me wrong, became my enemy, I didn't chose them to be." He replies, his voice thick in emotions,

I had a slight inclination of what he is talking about, but seeing him right now, I don't think it's the right time to confirm my doubts and regret them later.

I clear my throat, to avoid his attention go deeper to his past I ask,

"How did you get the idea of doing all this business? Honestly at first seeing how discreet you were, I thought you were some drug dealer." I chuckled trying to clear the tense atmosphere,

He snapped his head towards me, the hardness in his eyes morphing into amusement.

"Drug dealer? Seriously?"

"I mean you couldn't blame me, right?" I shrugged,

"Of course," he chuckles, "I didn't start this thing, Dad started this years ago, with his friends."

My mouth hung open in shock, "What? Babajaan? Are you kidding me?"

"Yeah," he laughed pushing his hair back from his face, "One of his friends was a police officer, noticing the corrupt police system, and wrong justice, he used to complete his missions discreetly with his friends, they did this thing for a long time, until one of their friends got diagnosed with Angina, and suffered an heart attack later, that's when the group realised they were too old to continue," A smile formed on his lips as he continued, "They kept it secret for a long time, Fahad bhai somehow got to know about this, so he decided to continue it with his friends."

"Although, I wasn't interested joining his 'side business' Fahad bhai was and, he did with passion." his smile faltered as he mentioned his brother.

"Fahad bhai always wanted to help others, he always had a compassionate nature, the reason he became an police officer- I am, well I guess... you could say trying to continue his legacy." There was a hint of remorse laced in his tone, I always saw the spark in his eyes dim, I wonder how is eyes spark when he is happy.

This was the first time he was talking about Fahad bhai, my heart clenched for him. Reaching out, I grabbed his hand and gently rubbed my thumb back and forth on his knuckles.

"He was a hero in real sense." I whispered, a painful lump forming in my throat,

"You think so?" He whispered looking at the night sky through the balcony doors,

"I know so," I reply, he looked at me again, it looked like he has a lot of words to say, lot of feelings to express, but he kept stopping himself, restraining himself, his eyes hold lot of emotions in it, sometimes even he can't hide it, they wanted to tell a lot of things, but never won a war between the brain and heart.

He looked away abruptly, like he was afraid that his emotions will take over him, He stood up from the bed and and cleared his throat.

"I think we should sleep, it's already very late." He says removing his shoes and walked in the wardrobe to place his shoes and jacket.

I watch him as he walked towards the bed again, and laid down keeping his one arm under his head,

I laid down and brought my blanket upto my shoulders and stared at the white ceiling.

I took at peek at my right, to see Farhan looking at the ceiling blankly, in some deep thoughts, mustering up some courage, and forgetting every single consequences, I grabbed his arm and brought it towards my side, holding it firmly, I could feel his eyes on me but I didn't dare to look up at him.

"Sleep Farhan." I muttered stroking his arm with my fingers slightly, which stiffened at my touch, but relaxed few minutes later.

Exhaustion took over me and my eyes started to droop, before I could slip into the comforting darkness of sleep, I felt or I think I dreamed that maybe Farhan grabbed my hand in his, and inched closer.

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"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN I WAS WAITING FOR YOU BOTH SINCE AGES!" As soon as I entered my old room, I almost lost my balance hearing Safa's scream.

I placed a hand on my chest, closing the door with my foot, "Geez woman calm down." I mutter placing the jewellery box on the bed next to Safa's engagement gown.

Sakina rolled her eyes while scrolling on her phone, "Um safa chill anyways, it's just your engagement you don't ne-" safa cut her off,

"JUST ENGAGEMENT? IT IS MY FREAKING ENGAGEMENT" she shrieked pointing at herself, Sakina's phone almost slipped from her hand, she quickly grabbed it and placed it on the bed,

"Safa calm down, if you keep screaming like this, the guests downstairs will think something else and moreover your groom will go with his overthinking again." She closed her mouth, as a smile threaten to break on her face,

I chuckled making her sit on the chair infront of the mirror and combing back the strands of her hair from her hairstyle back on its place and retouched her makeup.

"Yeah safa, first off your groom is a cry baby, I mean he was so sad thinking you both are not getting married, don't know how will he react hearing you scream on your engagement day." Sakina replies winking at safa through the mirror.

"No I didn't mean to do that- but understand guys, I am happy that I am finally getting engaged to the man I love, but I am also hell lot of nervous, and you both," she glared at me and Sakina, "you both are supposed to be with me and calm me down but no, you both are roaming outside leaving your bridezilla mode friend alone, I am already missing sania, why is she still on her honeymoon?" Safa whined, her eyes filling with tears,

"Safa," I coo hugging her from behind.

"Aw, my little babe," Sakina walks to us and make Safa turn towards her,

"Listen first off, Ayesha is also your groom's sister, right? so she has a lot of work to do and I was just helping her out, and second, calm down babe, it's just your engagement not an exam or war, live the moment, feel beautiful today, it's your day, this day won't come again, enjoy yourself and this moment, and everything will be alright." Sakina says to safa who visibly calmed down a little, and nodded wiping the corner of her eye, "And remember what Sania told you minutes ago? The distance  doesn't matter, what matters today is your happiness. Live the moment. Am I right?"

"Absolutely," I nod, squeezing Safa's shoulder,

"Don't stress yourself, live your special day and just think of your fiancé." Sakina teased poking safa's cheeks,

"Now come on get up and wear your gown and be the queen like you are, I even brought your jewellery from mom." I say ushering her to get up, Sakina handled her gown and pushed her towards the bathroom door.

I turned towards the mirror and adjusted my pastel blue gown which had fine intricate silver design on the bottom and sleeves with matching net silver duppata hung on my shoulder and topped it with a shimmery silk grey scarf wrapped around my head.

Today was finally Safa and Murat's engagement, last weekend my mom and baba went to Safa's house to ask her parent's permission for her hand in marriage for murat and to say they ecstatic was an understatement, and to my parent's surprise they revealed that they themselves were going to come the next day and talk about safa and Murat's marriage, things were smooth and all the elders decided that they will do their marriage after safa completed her studies which would be in spring of the upcoming year, but for time being they decided to fix their engagement for the next week, which is today, safa wished a small intimate engagement with all our close relatives so their engagement is being held at my parents house. To say safa and murat were happy with this decision will be an understatement. Murat nearly cried in happiness when he learned that his marriage is fixed with none other than safa, and safa went completely ballistic with happiness that she couldn't stop screaming on the phone with me.

I turn around when I heard the sound of the door opening and Sakina dramatically bowed before moving aside, revealing a very beautiful safa wearing a pink scattered shimmery gown, it has puffed sleeves, with a cuff on the wrists, and the skirt dramatically fall down from the bodice, making it bounce every step she takes,

"My my someone looks so beautiful, it's unreal." I admired her dreamily.

"Why thank you, I knew I am pretty but atleast have a look at safa." Sakina said twirling her lavender coloured gown and blinked sheeplessly.

I pushed her aside, and made safa wear the jewellery which my mom instructed me to,

After FaceTiming sania who was in france  and after safa complaining of her not being here and her apologising and wishing her again, me and Sakina took safa downstairs, only safa's close relatives were invited which meant her brother, Dorok will also be there, and I don't think I could look at him the same way, knowing his secret.

All the guests which included Safa's parents Mr. and Mrs. Arsel were seated in the drawing room, and there was dorok, seated beside murat and kept glaring him for no reason...murat seemed pretty unfazed with his glare as he was busy thinking about something, probably overthinking.

typical.

Safa's aunt and uncle, along with their two girls, who were younger than us, were all seated with my parents as we entered the living room with safa.

All the attention shifted to us, as we walked in with safa, my mom and safa's mom were in awe seeing her and Murat seemed pretty dazed too looking at safa, well couldn't deny that safa looked really pretty today.

She is naturally beautiful, but today was extra special.

Murat stood up from his seat in a haze but dorok grabbed his arm and made him sit back glaring him all the time, My mom and mrs.Arsel got up and took safa with them,

"Dorok get up, let your sister sit with her fiancé." Mrs. Arsel scolded dorok,

"But he is not her fiancé yet." Dorok argues with his mother,

"I will become, once you get up from here." Murat patted his shoulder, and everyone shared a laugh.

Dorok was still seated there, Sakina rolled her eyes and grabbed dorok's arm and made him stand up from the couch,

"Don't be a spoil sport you idiot." she hissed, making him standing beside her, still holding his arm.

Dorok just smirked and glanced at her hand which was still on his arm. Sakina realised it and left his arm, to which dorok even smirked more.

"Idiot." She muttered under her breath, I snickered knowingly, she glanced at me and nudged her elbow at my ribs.

"Ayesha? Ask Farhan when he is arriving, so we could start the ceremony." My mom asks glancing at the watch,

"He said he would be late, and won't be able to join the ceremony, but he would join us for the dinner." I reply and she nodded in understanding,

From my peripheral vision, I notice Dorok stiffening beside Sakina, I think he forgot, while glaring murat, that even Farhan is going to be here. I am anticipating the reaction.

After a short while safa and murat exchanged their rings and everyone congratulated the new couple, the elders' hugged each other and sweets were passed, celebrating the new union.

After I greeted the new couple and teased them a little, I heard the doorbell go off, knowing it would be Farhan I went and opened the door for him,

"Am I too late?" Farhan asked taking his coat off as I closed the door behind me,

"No, not much the ceremony just finished." I reply hanging his coat on the coat hanger.

We both entered the living room and Farhan greeted all the elders and congratulated the new couple, and came back to stand beside me, dorok was nowhere in sight, I wanted to witness their reactions.

"Hey Ayesha? Can I get some tissues?" I turn to my right to see Dorok coming from the dining room looking down in my direction.

My eyes widened, my highly anticipated reaction is going to be here.

"I found the whole kitchen, but I couldn't get-". He stopped talking when he looked up at me and something or rather someone catched his interest behind my shoulder.

I observed how his eyes widened in shock, but he composed himself quickly and forced a smile on his face, I dragged Farhan with me to Dorok,

"You were asking something Dorok?" I ask suppressing my smile.

His eyes snapped to mine, he seemed confused for a second but remembered what he wanted a moment later, "Tissue?" He muttered.

I gave him some tissues from the table beside and saw how Farhan and dorok were looking at each other civilly, or at least they tried.

After he wiped his hands with tissue I asked, "What were you doing in the dining room?"

"Oh, um I saw your friend Sakina going there, wanted to talk about something to her but I didn't find her instead I found some cupcakes." He shrugged, giving a guilty grin.

I chuckled and grabbed Farhan's arm,

"I don't think you both got a proper introduction, right? Dorok this is Farhan, and Farhan this is Dorok, Safa's brother." I played along and I could feel Farhan staring at me in disbelief. "Remember you both briefly met, in that parking space?" I made an exaggerated effort,

Dorok made an confused face, and feign a realisation snapping his fingers, "The mall incident."

"Yes," I chuckle, "That mall incident."

"Absolutely," Dorok laughs clapping his hands, he moves forward and taps his fist on Farhan's chest, "I remember." Dorok muttered.

"Yeah?" I feign surprise.

"Yeah," he chirped a bit louder, "Who could forget this big guy?"

"Right?" I laugh with him,

"And with a personality, like that," he points to Farhan's passive face, "It's like he have been engraved on my brain."

"He has that effect on people," I chirp patting Farhan's arm,

"Charming guy," he taps Farhan's face, noticing Farhan's glare, he retreats his hand back with an awkward chuckle,

"I swear, he's so natural that you could feel you know him for years," I chuckle yet again, "But the reality, you guys don't even know each other's full names."

Farhan feigns a chuckle, "My wife loves to exaggerate things."

"No, I don't." I assured Dorok, who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here.

"What are you trying to do?" Farhan whispered in my ear,

"What are you talking about?" I whispered back,

Farhan glared at me for a second, before looking at Dorok again,

"Nice to meet you," Dorok grins, "Big guy, you cool."

I fold my lips to suppress a laugh,

"Same here." Farhan replies,

Dorok looked at me, his eyes wide in betrayal, I passed him a sweet smile,

"I think I should go and help out there." Dorok tried to escape and tried to walk past me but I grabbed his arm and brought him back.

"There are plenty of people to help out there." I reply, pointing at the group of caterers in the backyard.

"Instead, Why don't you talk to Farhan and you know, try to be friends?" I said controlling my laugh. "Socialise for a bit."

"Um Ayesha I think that's totally un-" I cut Farhan off.

"No it's not Farhan." He eyed warning me silently, but I just shrugged turning back to Dorok,

"Uh- so what do you do?" Dorok asks shoving his hands in his pants pockets,

"Construction Business." Farhan replied shortly.

An awkward silence fell between them and I tried my best to control my laugh.

"Why are you forcing me?" Dorok hissed at me, covering his face from Farhan,

"Am I? I didn't knew that talking to your own mafia buddy is forcing." I grin, poking his hand on his face,

Farhan pinched the bridge of his nose and dorok dropped his hands in shock,

"I am not in mafia." Farhan mutters unbothered by dorok's reaction,

"What-what mafia? I am an honest civilian." Dorok scoffs indefinitely,

"Right, my bad, I forgot you are undercover." I whispered at him, taking a peak at the people behind who were seated talking something of their own,

When I look back at dorok, I witnessed what is it to go through seven stages of shock all once.

"She knows dorok." Farhan says shaking his head.

Dorok snapped his eyes at him, "You couldn't even keep a secret?"

"Well, he did his job, it was me who found it by my own." I intervened grinning,

"What?" He whispered in shock, "What are you?"

"You wouldn't want to know." Farhan replied flatly, I shove my elbow on his arm,

"Need any more assurance, or any medical assistance? I am sure Yousuf could help me." I smirked, Dorok looked like he was about to pass out,

I am loving this.

"Stop," Dorok held out his hand, "You are a Wonder Woman, I get it. You know everything, woohoo." He leaned his back on the wall beside him,

"Don't stress yourself, even Hajra knows." Farhan mutters, rolling his eyes.

"I will only act normal on one condition," Dorok held out his hand, "You would not tell this to anyone, not even your friends, especially a curly head friend."

"Deal." I agree, giving him a grin.

His stiff shoulders slump down in relief, "Alright, now that the truth is out." He hold out his fist to Farhan, who did not do the same action,

"See, now that's my boss." Dorok chuckles pointing at him, "Big guy."

"I have to say," I started, "You are so awkward, Dorok, I thought you make friends just by your dazzling smile, was that a rumour now?"

"I have my own terms and conditions." Dorok winks,

"Yeah, stick to it." Farhan replies flatly.

At the same time my mom announced that the dinner is ready and asked everyone to join in the backyard as the dinner was set up there.

Dorok made a run to it, escaping the situation and Sakina, who was beside Safa, went after him throwing a questioning glance at me, I shook my head in reassuring her it was nothing.

I was about to go after her, when Farhan grabbed my arm, "What was all that?"

"A little drama doesn't hurt anyone, and dorok's shocked reaction was worth it." I shrugged and he shook his head, a grin on his lips.

"I didn't knew you know him and he being your friend's brother, cause you know, they both look completely different." He asks confusedly,

"Yeah, they are step- siblings actually, when dorok was two his mother left his father for another man and gave Dorok's custody to his father, after a year his father married Safa's mom who is an Indian, hence the difference in them." I reply, brushing away the lints on his coat,

He raised his eyebrows in shock, "I didn't knew this, I always thought Mrs. Arsel was his real mother until today, from what I've seen she had always treated him with so much love."

"Yeah, because she loves him like her own son. Their relationship is beautiful." I said looking from the glass window of backyard, Dorok was about to sit in between safa and murat but mrs. Arsel grabbed his arm and made him sit beside her, laughing at her son's antics.

"Do you both need special invitation to come?" Sakina yelled from the backyard, standing beside my mom was glaring at me from across the backyard.

"I think we should join them." I say, Farhan agreed shaking his head, we both were about to proceed when the doorbell went off.

"Who's left to come now?" Farhan asked and I shrug unknowingly,

"Don't know, might be the neighbours, you go I will check." I say walking towards the door.

"You sure?" He ask watching me inch away from him,

"Yeah." I smiled and he nodded and made his way towards the backyard and I went to open the door,

Thinking it might be our neighbours I opened the door with a smile.

But the smile faltered from my face when I noticed the person standing at the other side of the door,

I thought that only close family were invited.

"Well well, good to see you again, Ayesha."

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A/N :-

It's me, hi!

Guess who got done with their exams? 🥳

Definitely not you but it's me.

Also I am very sleepy, correct me if I went wrong somewhere.

Anywho,

Who do you think is the uninvited guest?? Any guesses?

Spoiler alert,

It's definitely not going to be burak ozicivit 😞💔

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