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Fikr and Flirt 🤣😍

Pyar, drama, thodi masti aur thoda chaos — sab kuch is kahani mein hai is chapter me hein to dil s padhe or samjhe! 💛

Vote mat bhoolna, warna Ruhaan naraz ho jayega 😏

Read, feel, laugh… aur shayad thoda rona bhi 😅

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Same Morning in Aziz Mansion ☀️

Zoya ready hokar neeche aati hai aur Seher ki help karti hai dining set karne mein.

Jab sab breakfast ke liye baithte hain, wo sabko salaam karti hai.

Par uski nazar kisi aur ki talaash mein thi.

Tabhi use awaaz aati hai… 👀

Ruhaan: “Mera intezaar kar rahi thi?”

(whisper in deep husky voice 😏)

Zoya: (flinch) “Aapka nahi karungi to kiska karungi?”

(Ruhaan’s face lit up with a smile of sukoon 😊)

(So Mr. and Mrs. Hashim London gaye hain.Isliye Zoya Aziz Mansion mein rukti hui hai. Seher ke bahut kehne par Misbah use waha chhod jaati hai.)

Ruhaan Zoya ke side chair par baithta hai aur sabko salaam karta hai.

Fir thodi bht…💭Baaton ke saath sab breakfast karte hain.

Breakfast finish hote hi Zoya bahot zor s khaasne lag jaati hai. Ruhaan use pani deta hai, lekin Zoya ke haath itne kaanp rahe the ki wo glass nahi pakad paa rahi thi.

Ruhaan: “Zoya… glass pakad lo. Aaraam se.”

Zoya: (halki si saans lete hue) “Mujhe… thoda sa dizzy lag raha hai.” 😣

Ruhaan: (instantly worried) “Zoya, look at me. Saans lo… bas meri taraf dekho.”

(Zoya ke haath aur kaanpne lagte hain)

Ruhaan: “Ammi… please dekhiye iske haath.”

Seher: (ghabra kar) “Ya Allah! Ye rashes—”

Ruhaan: “Ammi, aaj breakfast mein mushroom tha na?”

Seher: “Haan beta… par uske liye cheese sandwich banayi thi.”

Ruhaan: (guilt ke saath) “Zoya… tumne mushroom khaya?”

Zoya: (aankhen bojhal hoti hui) “Mujhe laga… cheese hai…”

(Zoya ladkhadati hai)

Ruhaan: (use pakad kar) “Hey—Zoya!”

(Ruhaan use couch par lita deta hai)

Ruhaan: “Zoya, please aankhen kholo. Kuch nahi hoga… main yahin hoon.” 🥺

Seher: “Beta, tablet laao jaldi.”

(Ruhaan trembling hands se tablet deta hai)

Ruhaan: (halki, almost toot-ti awaaz mein)

“I’m sorry… meri wajah se hua hai.”

(Zoya behosh hoti hai, Ruhaan uska haath nahi chhodta)

Ruhaan: “Tumhe kuch nahi hone dunga. I promise.” 🤍

Ruhaan’s POV 🌑

Zoya couch par behosh padi hai.

Uski saans halki si chal rahi hai… par wo aankhen nahi khol rahi.

Tablet de chuka hoon.

Doctor ka number Ammi ke haath mein hai.

Sab log idhar-udhar ho rahe hain…

Par mujhe lagta hai jaise waqt wahin ruk gaya ho. ⏸️

Main uske paas khada hoon,

par uske chehre ko dekhne ki himmat nahi ho rahi.

Bas meri ek laparwahi.

Maine pehle kyun nahi dekha?

Uske kaanpte hue haath,

wo saans lene mein takleef,

sab kuch dimag mein loop ho raha hai.

Ammi ki awaaz aati hai,

“Ruhaan, tum thodi der ke liye upar chale jao.”

Main sir hila deta hoon.

Shayad unhe bhi pata hai —

agar main yahin raha, to khud ko sambhal nahi paunga.

Study room mein aa kar darwaza dheere se band kar deta hoon. 🚪

Room shaant hai…

par mere andar toofan chal raha hai.

Chair par baithta hoon,

haath aapas mein kas ke pakad leta hoon.

Ya Allah,

please use theek kar de.

Bas aankhen khol le… bas ek baar.

Books saamne khuli padi hain,

par ek bhi lafz samajh nahi aa raha.

Har thodi der mein lagta hai

shayad koi neeche se awaaz dega —

“Ruhaan, wo hosh mein aa gayi hai.”

Par nahi…

sirf khamoshi. 🌫️

Main ghadi dekhta hoon.

Phir phone.

Phir darwaze ki taraf nazar.

Aaj pehli baar mehsoos ho raha hai —

kisi ke behosh hone ka intezaar

kitna dard deta hai.

Main padhai ke liye nahi,

sirf wait karne ke liye yahan baitha hoon.

Neeche dining room mein wo leti hai…

aur yahan study room mein

mera dil uske saath pada hai. 🤍

(Zoya couch par leti hoti hai.

Ruhaan tablet dekar upar ja chuka hota hai.)

Seher: (Ruhaan ki taraf jaati nazar ke saath)“Dekha aapne… kaise kaanp rahe the uske haath?”

Waqas: (gehri saans lete hue)“Haan. Ruhaan kabhi aisa nahi hota.”

Seher:“Usne khud se pehle sirf Zoya ko dekha. Khud ka darr chhupa ke… bas uski fikr.”

Waqas: (halka sa muskurate hue)

“Jo beta kisi aur ke liye itna ghabra jaaye,

wo sirf zimmedaar nahi… dil se juda hota hai.”

Seher: (aankhon mein nami)“Maine jab uske chehre ki taraf dekha na,

toh laga jaise kahin kho na de use.”

Waqas:“Shayad isliye wo upar chala gaya.

Neeche rehta to apni ghabrahat chhupa nahi pata.”

Seher:“Use lagta hai kisi ne nahi dekha,

par maa-baap ki nazar se kuch chhupta nahi.” 🤍(Thodi khamoshi.)

Waqas:“Agar Zoya sirf mehmaan hoti,

toh Ruhaan ka dil itna bechain nahi hota.”

Seher: (halki si muskaan ke saath)

“Allah jab kisi ko apna banaata hai na,

toh pehle uski fikr de deta hai.” ✨

(Upar study room mein Ruhaan khamoshi se intezaar kar raha hota hai…

aur neeche maa-baap uski khamosh mohabbat ko pehchaan chuke hote hain.)

(Zoya couch par halki si hiltī hai.

Seher turant paas aati hain.)

Seher:“Zoya beta… aankhen kholo.”

(Zoya dheere se aankhen kholti hai.)

Zoya: (kamzor si muskurahat ke saath)“Ammi…”

Seher: (relief mein)“Alhamdulillah… theek ho tum.” 🤍

Waqas:“Main Ruhaan ko bula kar laata hoon.”

(Study room ka darwaza khulta hai.

Ruhaan neeche aata hai—chehra abhi bhi tense.)

Ruhaan: (Zoya ko dekh kar)“Aap theek ho?”

Zoya:“Ji… ab better lag raha hai.”

(Ruhaan ka tone suddenly thoda sakht ho jaata hai.)

Ruhaan:“Aapko pata hai na aapko mushroom se allergy hai?”

Zoya: (nazrein jhuka kar)“Ji… par mujhe laga—”

Ruhaan:“Lagne par cheezein chhodi nahi jaati, Zoya.”

(Seher beech mein aati hain.)

Seher:“Beta, ab wo theek hai—”

Ruhaan: (rukte hue, par awaaz mein dard)

“Ammi, aap samajh nahi rahi.

Aaj agar thoda aur late ho jaata na…”

(Wo baat poori nahi karta.)

Ruhaan: (Zoya ki taraf dekhte hue)“Apni tabiyat ko itni lightly lena achha nahi hai.”

(Zoya chup rehti hai. Aankhon mein nami aa jaati hai.)

(Ruhaan thodi der khada rehta hai, phir peeche mudta hai.)

Ruhaan:“Rest kro.”(Tone thanda, par naraz.)(Wo bina peeche dekhe upar study room ki taraf chala jaata hai.) 🚶‍♂️(Zoya use jaate hue dekhti rehti hai.)

Zoya: (slow whisper)“Unhe mujhse zyada meri fikr hai…”

(Seher uska haath pakad leti hain.)

Seher:“Kabhi-kabhi daant sirf gussa nahi hoti beta…wo darr bhi hoti hai.” 🌸

In the Study 📚

Zoya Ruhaan ko awaaz deti hui uske peeche aati hai.

Ruhaan apni chair par baitha hota hai.

Zoya uske shoulder par haath rakhti hai aur uski lap par baith jaati hai. 🤍

Zoya: (uski chin par ungli rakhte hue)

“Ruhaan, idhar dekho.”

(Ruhaan uski taraf dekhta hai.)

Zoya:“Aapki galti nhi hai. Ismein mujhe dhyaan dena chahiye tha na.”

Ruhaan:“Dhyaan kaha tha.”

Zoya:“Aap par…”

(Ruhaan blush karta hai aur halki si hansi nikal jaati hai 😳)

Zoya:“Uff, Allah ji! Kaise roti aur sharmili insaan se mohabbat kara di.”

Ruhaan: (bhonhein utha kar)“Huh… kya matlab?”

Zoya:“Jab dekho rone lag jaate ho aur itni pyaar bhari baatein karo to sharmane. Kya ladki main hoon ya aap?” 😄

Ruhaan: (muskurate hue)

“Zoya, ab aap zyada bol rahi ho.”

(Zoya uthne ki koshish karti hai —)

Zoya: (stand from his lap)

(Par agle hi second Ruhaan uski kalai pakad leta hai aur use phir se apni lap par kheench leta hai.) 🤍✨

Zoya’s breath hitched, her hand resting on Ruhaan’s chest. 💓

Zoya stammered, “K-kya kar rahe ho aap…?” 😳

Ruhaan gently set her hair strand and tucked it behind her ear.

“Kuch bhi toh nahi,” Ruhaan said softly. 💫

Jaise hi Ruhaan realized what he had done, he immediately released her waist.

Ruhaan looking at her continuously without blinking or said adoring her....

Zoya looked at him sharply.

“Aap jis tarah se baat karte ho… aur jis tarah se meri taraf dekhte ho,” she said softly but firmly. 👀💔

Ruhaan kept looking at her, continuously, without realizing it.

Zoya noticed and sighed.

“See? Again. You are doing the same thing,” she said, shaking her head.

“This is exactly what I’m talking about.” 😐

Ruhaan blinked, slightly confused.

Zoya continued, her voice calmer but laced with hurt.

“Aap jis tarah se meri taraf dekhte ho na… Allah Miya, main bhool hi jaati hoon mujhe baat kya karni hai.” 🥺

Ruhaan immediately looked away.

He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, clearly embarrassed. 😅

“Main… woh—”

He stopped, not finding the right words.

Silence filled the room, heavy yet familiar.

Zoya:It's okay, kuch mt kahiye...

Zoya quickly ran away from there.

Ruhaan laughed at her antics. 😄

Next Morning in Aziz Mansion ☀️

Everyone had finished breakfast except Ruhaan, because usey fever tha aur woh rest kar raha tha. Kal Zoya ne usey medicine dekar rest karne ko kaha tha. 💊

“Zoya, tum office ja rahi ho?” Waqas said.

“Ji Baba, important meeting hai, aur Ruhaan toh attend nahi kar payega. Isiliye mera hona zaroori hai,” Zoya said. 💼✨

"Allah Hafiz, thik hai. Dhyaan se jaana, baccha,” Waqas said. 🤍

“Allah Hafiz,” Zoya replied. 🌸

Zoya went to the office because she is the Head Lawyer of the firm. 💼⚖️

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Aur is tarah, pyar, thodi masti, aur bohot saare emotions ke saath hamara chapter yahi khatam hoti hai 💛

Par tension mat lo… Ruhaan aur Zoya ke adventures ka sequel shayad agle page pe ho 😏

Aapka pyaar aur votes hamesha welcome hain! 💌

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