CHAPTER 16

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I gape at him for few minutes.

'Zahra, Mr. Kapoor gave me details of your Fiancé. That day when he had come and was assaulting you in the cabin I came to know about him, I didn't want to interfere in your personal life so I didn't step in then. But I started enquiring about that guy immediately, he seemed nothing but trouble for you. I have my friend in US, he has his sources. Mr. Kapoor had said Aamir is heir to a real estate agency and has gone to California as he wants to extend his business. My friend, Alex, found that Aamir was never there in the US, he lied.' Arham says

I look at Arham unable to speak further so Arham goes on 'Then I had hired a private detective behind Aamir and his family back in Delhi. And guess what, they are bankrupt' Arham says

I cover my mouth with my palm soaking in everything Arham is saying, no wonder Aamir seemed so interested in my ad agency.

'But why are you going to Bangalore?' I ask feeling very curious now

'The detective also found out that Aamir isn't in US but in Bangalore and so I asked Ashok to find more about Aamir, and he has a piece of news. Aamir has another family in Bangalore' Arham says

My eyes widen 'Another family, matlab?' I say, so many unwanted thoughts coming in my head.

Arham looks at me 'I am going to Bangalore to find that out.' He says finally.

I am amazed with the hard work Arham has done in spying about Aamir, I wish my parents had done even half of what he did then I would have never gotten engaged with him. I glance at my engagement ring and then back Arham, who is now seated again.

'I am coming with you' I say firmly

He looks at me 'No...Zahra...it can be risky'

'No arguments' I say.

I am not letting Arham do this alone and why should he? Aamir is my fiancé and he has wronged me, if what Arham found out is true then that rascal is going to have it from me. I am fuming with rage as I enter my cabin. I signed Holiday petition for Arham, I didn't tell Mr. Kapoor to book my tickets because I don't want him to misunderstand me and Arham. I lied to Mr. Kapoor that I am going to Delhi for four days.

*

'What took you so long?' Arham says as I walk towards him dragging my wheeled bag, he is standing next to the taxi.

'Sorry' I apologize as the driver opens the back of the car.

This is first time I am going out of town with Arham, this will sound really silly but I took so much time in dressing up for him.

I gently tugged in my pink chiffon shirt into my white knee length pencil skirt and adjust my hair as Arham helps the driver keep in my luggage.

Arham opens the back seat and I sit, I am disappointed to see him go and sit at the passenger seat. I noticed one small luggage in the seat next to me, it is definitely Arham's. He has packed so less and I stuffed half of wardrobe in my luggage.

The car ride is silent one I kept staring out of the window, honestly I am really excited to spend these three days with Arham more than being interested in Aamir.

Flight was fun, at first I and Arham were seated separately. I couldn't stand that a hot girl was seated next to Arham, I kept glaring at her, she seemed to be too happy to be seated next to Arham as she kept looking at him. Arham apparently didn't care because he kept looking out through the window.

When the lady goes to bathroom, I get up too. I told her I am a doctor and Arham is having serious depression and many times he flips out and is dangerous, only I can handle him. The girl gave me a shocked look and agreed to change her seat with him. I smile victoriously. Arham looks at me surprised but didn't say anything.

'Zahra, which hotel are you staying at?' he asks once we come out from the airport. I smack my forehead. It is then I realized that I was too excited to be with Arham that I forgot to book a hotel. How can I be so silly? I think

'How can you be so silly?' Arham repeats my thoughts. I pout looking at him as he shakes his head. He gets a cab, he said he will take me to his hotel and get a separate room for me. I agree. This way we can be together and easily can go spy on Aamir.

'What do you mean you don't have an extra room?' Arham argues with the man behind the reception desk. I felt my heart skip a beat as my imagination runs wild on the prospect of sharing a room with Arham.

Arham argues with the receptionist for five more minutes before giving in. My heart is beating rapidly as Arham unlocks the hotel room. I am going to share a room with Arham for three days. Suddenly I feel nervous as I enter into the room.

The room is spacious and really good for a three-star hotel. I feel shy seeing the double bed, and beside it is a double sofa. A mini bar at the entrance and an attach bathroom, the bathroom too is elegant with a round bath tub and an elegant wash bin.

Arham places our luggage beside the wooden wardrobe.

'You must be tried, you freshen up and sleep here on the bed...I will sleep here on the sofa.' Arham explains and I nod feeling little disappointed but I felt too shy to say otherwise. I unzip my bag and take out a loose Tee and polka dot pyjama. Arham starts to arrange his clothes in the wardrobe.

I quickly change into my causal clothes and come out, Arham has just finished arranging his clothes.

'You change and rest' I say and he nods taking out a grey track pants and blue Tee and goes in the bathroom. I look at the sofa and feel bad, how will Arham sleep in such small space but then I and he can't sleep together. I bit my tongue...I should rephrase that...I and he can't sleep on the bed. That sounds better.

I sit on the bed and am arranging the duvet when Arham comes wiping his face and then nape with a towel. He sits on the sofa.

'Arham...' I say softly, he looks at me.

'That looks really uncomfortable, you can sleep here. I will...' Luckily there are two extra pillow in the cupboard, I take them and place them in the middle of the bed. They act as a barrier between us.

Arham shakes his head 'Arham, I won't let you sleep there...if you don't want to sleep here then I will sleep on the sofa.' I say

Arham shakes his head 'Listen dude, if you sprain your neck or something then how will we spy over Aamir...sleep here chup chap' I say glaring at him.

It's around 1 am in the night and sleep eludes me, I tilt my head sideways and see Arham laying there next to me staring at the ceiling. I don't have guts to turn to my side and adore him properly.

'What are you thinking?' I ask him looking up at the ceiling too.

'I am thinking about what to do now...how to deal with Aamir' he says

I nod taking a deep breath 'Aamir is a snob and foolish he will be easy to handle' I say

Arham turns his head and I too turn mine and look at him

'No, Zahra. He and his family are very clever; they have made a very elaborate plan if everything I found out is true.' Arham says

I nod, perhaps I am taking Aamir too lightly. If everything is true, then Aamir and his family is a big time fraud and they hid their reality well. I really hope Aamir is a fraudster so that I can get rid of him and I must thank Arham for doing so much for me.

Arham turns to his side and I turn to mine facing him but his back is facing me and I stare at his back. Soon I drift into a deep slumber.

'Zahra...Zahra...'

I frown, who is it calling my name in the middle of the night.

'Zahra...please...Zahra...'

I turn around and find Arham lying flat on his back and muttering my name. I recollect Nooren saying me about Arham saying my name in his sleep. I didn't know how to react, whether to be happy or try waking him up.

'Please...Zahra...forgive me...I am really...very...sorry...Zahra...don't...leave...me...Zahra...'

I notice sweat beads on his forehead and I couldn't see him in this condition and so I shake him up. He is jolted from his sleep.

He looks around confused, when his gaze meets mine he frowns. He quickly sits up straight wiping the sweat off his face.

'You were having a nightmare, are you are fine?' I say handing him a glass of water. He takes the glass

'I am sorry... I disturbed your sleep' he says, I shake my head sideways. He places the glass on the table next to the bed. I adjust his duvet as he lies down on his side of the bed. I lie down too; I take his hand and he looks at me.

'Whenever I used to have nightmares, my mom used to hold my hand, that way nightmares don't come' I say holding his hand tightly. I look into his eyes and he doesn't retract his hand back.

*

'Arham, wake up...we will miss free buffet' I screamed shaking Arham from his sleep. He groans but doesn't wake up and simply turns around pulling the duvet over his head. I place my hands on my hips and glare at him. I shake my head as I glance at the wall clock. It's 7am and Sirji is still sleeping.

I sigh and jump over him

'Ahh...'he yells as I put all my weight over him sitting on his chest with my legs on either side of his torso.

'What are you doing, pagal ladki!' Arham says as I shake his shoulder to wake him up.

'Wake up sleepy head' I say.

He had enough of me assaulting him, he grabbed my wrists and turn us around.

I shut up immediately and stare into his grey eyes. He is on top of me, our faces inches apart. My hands pinned tightly against the bed and my legs wrapped around his waist. God! This isn't good.

I gulp looking into his eyes, I am unable to avert my gaze from him. He too is looking at me, his gaze fixed on me.

I wonder how much time we spend staring at each other, it seemed like eternity to me. Arham is first one to break the eye contact, as usual.

He sits up straight and I too sit adjusting my white coat trying to cover my black tube top. Thank goodness I am wearing pants else it would have been even more embarrassing.

'Sorry' he says

'It's...It's...okay' I say adjusting my top, it has slipped little exposing my cleavage. I noticed Arham's cheek turn slightly red. From corner of my eyes I did see him eye my cleavage for a split second before looking away feeling embarrassed. God, these men! I smile.


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