I felt sunrays hit my face and I frown, I yawn. Rubbing my eyes, I slowly open my eyes, I looked up at the ceiling. I smile realizing I am in Arham's home, on his bed. I gasp realizing I am lying naked with just duvet covering me. I clench the bedsheet tightly and turn around finding Arham's side empty. I try sitting up but my entire body aches. Damn! Somehow I managed to sit.

'Good morning' I hear his voice, startled my hold loosened and the duvet fell exposing my chest. Arham sits near my legs, I quickly cover myself but I am sure he must have had a brief glimpse of my breasts. I look up embarrassed, he smiles. He places his hand on my shoulder

'You freshen up, I will make coffee and noodles. Unlike you, that's all I can make' he says. I nod without looking up, after last night I feel too shy to look into his eyes.

Arham leans forward and kissed my forehead. I smile.

'Here' he says handing me his orange and white towel. My hand trembles as I take the towel from him, a shy smile on my lips. Slowly I look up at him, he is just standing there.

'Lo...Look away.' I managed to say.

'Why?' he says shamelessly. I gaped at him for few seconds.

'I have to wear the towel' I say in matter-of-factly tone.

He smirks 'So, wear?' he says shrugging.

My jaws drop 'In front of you?' I say

Arham nods his head still smiling, he then sits beside me and I shift little giving him space, he held my hand and I shivered feeling goose bumps. He kissed my cheek and brings his lips to my ear 'Last night...' he whispers taking my hand in his 'I have seen everything...so' he caresses the back of my palm

I blush, I love him even more when he flirts with me. I place my palm on his chest and push him. Arham smiles and stands up

'Okay fine' he says pouting and turns around.

I look at him nervously and quickly remove the duvet from over me and wrapped the towel around my figure.

I look at my reflection at the mirror. I see a different Zahra Malik. A happier, a smiling and a glowing Zahra. For a minute I didn't recognize myself. Arham's love transformed me completely. I blush reminiscing last night. I kept the promise that I made to myself all those years ago, to share all my first with Arham. I smile dreamily as I twist the knob letting warm water drench me.

I closed my eyes and touched my arms, legs and all curves, his touch still lingering on my body. I didn't want to wash it away. But I made myself feel happy as I reasoned with myself that I am using his soap.

After taking bath I realized I didn't bring my clothes and I felt terribly shy to go out wrapped up in a towel. I look around and find his cream coloured formal shirt.

As I come out dressed in his oversized shirt a strong aroma of coffee hits my nostrils and I smile.

'Read...' Arham stops mid-sentence as his gaze falls on me, I look down feeling embarrassed being dressed only in his shirt, luckily the shirt is loose and so my figure isn't shown, and since it is oversized it reaches my mid-thigh covering the necessaries.

Arham comes towards me, I smile shyly and go to get my clothes when Arham held my hand and comes very close to me, his breath fanning my cheek.

'Please...you are looking really hot in this attire' he whispers and I shiver. I nod shyly.

He leaves my hand and takes a step back. He goes into the kitchen. I sit on the sofa drying my hair with his towel.

'Here, coffee' he says handing me a mug, he takes the towel from me and spreads it on the back of a chair. I take a sip of the coffee, even though Arham doesn't know how to cook he makes awesome coffee. Arham sits beside me taking a sip of his coffee.

'So good' I compliment and he smiles

'A compliment coming from such an amazing cook, I am really lucky' he smiles, I smack his arm.

'I have noodles too...' Arham says sounding excited, I smile widely.

We ate silently, Arham teased me for being so quiet and shy. What does he know how a girl feels when she is transformed into a woman, this beautiful feeling is exclusively for us girls?

*

At office Mr. Kapoor eyes me suspiciously, he commented he hasn't seen me this happy and glowing before. I gave him excuse saying that I had been in Delhi with my parents that's why I am happy. Mr. Kapoor nods but his expressions said that he didn't buy my excuse. I tried concentrating on my work but lack of sleep and the terribly aching body doesn't let me focus so then I try to turn my attention away from it by thinking about last night and now I am unable to concentrate because of last night. I keep smiling like a loony whole day.

I met Arham during lunch at the cafeteria and we ate lunch together, this time I brought my own lunch, my maid, Daya, had prepared yesterday. Yesterday was Sunday but still I insisted Daya to come only to make lunch.

Arham noticed the food isn't made my me, 'This is nice but not as good as yours, you have magic in your hands' he compliments and I smile feeling proud. We are workplace else he would have kissed my hands, then we would have landed up smooching. I blush thinking about it.

That night I called Arham to my place, my place is more spacious so I decided to arrange a candle light dinner here.

I had left work around 6pm stating that I am not feeling well, I came home and quickly change into my casuals, blue loose Tee and pyjama. I made dinner and decorated the entire place. Before coming home, I stopped by a shop and got some items for decorations.

First I mopped and cleaned my entire apartment then I lit scented candles almost all over the place, on the table, side tables, bedside tables. I also blew balloons and decorated my bed with beautiful rose petals.

After decorating the entire place, I took a quick bath and dressed myself in long sleeveless blue kurtha along with black palazzo pants. I curled my hair at the ends and wore my kohl and red glossy lipstick. I wait patiently for Arham to come.

I am nervous as well as excited. This is the first time Arham will be coming to my place, I hope he likes the efforts I have taken for him in decorating my apartment and also on my looks.

9pm, I am startled on hearing the door-bell. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I approach the door. I peep through the peephole and smile widely on seeing Arham on the other side.

I open the door and greet him with a wide smile. I look at him from top to bottom, he is dressed in green slim fit formal shirt and black trousers. In one hand he held bouquet of red roses and in the other he held a box of chocolate. He smiles at me. I leap forward and hug him tight, Arham looks around before placing his arms around me. I break the hug quickly, I held his arm and drag him in.

'Wow' he exclaims looking at the decorations. He turns to me and forwards me the bouquet and box of chocolate.

'You want to make me fat again' I say pouting. He winks at me nodding his head. I smack his arm. Luckily I find an empty vase and arranged the bouquet there, I asked Arham to wait for me in the living room while I go in kitchen to keep the chocolate box.

'You are looking so pretty' he says. We sit side by side on the sofa, I smile. He held my hand and I look at him. He kisses the back of my palm lovingly. God, I am so lucky to have Arham in my life. I love him so much; I just pray that he will be with me till eternity. I lean forward cupping his face kissing his lips gently. He placed his arms around my waist and kissed me back.

I take Arham to the dining room and he is amazed seeing the decorations. I switch off the lights, the dimly lit candles lighting the room. I take his hand in mine and we walk towards the table. A golden candle stand placed in the centre with three white long candles burning. Before Arham could I step forward and pulled a chair for him. He looks at me amused, I simply smile at him.

I uncover the plates and reveal to him what I had prepared for the night. I had made Pulao and chicken gravy.

'You are so amazing' he says kissing my hand.

I smile. I remember when I was young I used to see my mom cook different varieties of food for Dad and us. My mom had said then, way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I look at Arham munching on the food hungrily and mentally thank my mom for giving me the tip. Our closeness started since that night I had made food for him for the first time, that same night he had revealed about Irum and then slowly he opened up to me and everything fell into place, in a way I literally made my way into his heart through his stomach.

'Arham, stay here tonight' I say pouting, Arham smiles and kissed my forehead

'As much as I want to but I can't...what if someone gets suspicious of us...?'

What kind of guy is this guy? Generally, when a girl asks a boy to stay he readily agrees but this guy...Arghh...

I held his collar and pull him closer smashing my lips over his, Arham is taken aback for a split second but soon reciprocates. As his lips begin to move over mine I pull back. He frowns at me.

'Please don't go' I say and caress his shoulder with my palms looking into his eyes seductively. He nods like an obedient kid before wrapping one arm around my waist and place his other palm on my nape pulling me closer and kissing me hard on my lips.

We stand in the hallway senselessly kissing each other for few minute; I begin to unbutton his shirt while he held me tightly against him. He breaks our kiss and looks at me, I look back into his eyes resting my hand on the buckle of his trouser. He kissed my forehead and then bends scooping me in his arms. I cup his face and looks at him lovingly as he carries me to the bedroom without breaking our eye contact.

*

Next morning, I am the first one to wake up. I slept peacefully last night and being in my arms Arham too didn't have nightmares. I smile on feeling his bare chest underneath my head. I lift my head up and find Arham sleeping, his mouth slightly open and his hair ruffled, one of his strong arm wrapped around my naked waist while the other dangling from the edge of the bed. I move my face close to his, I admire him for few seconds and kiss his forehead. Carefully I removed his arm from me, I have to be quiet and cautious as I don't want to wake him up. I look at him and assuring his eyes his closed I slip out of bed and quickly made my way towards the cupboard, I don't want him to catch me walking around naked. I find my night robe and quickly tie it around me.

I decide to make coffee for Arham and surprise him. I am about to leave the room when my phone rings. Thanks to the ringtone I recognized it to be my mother's call. She must have called me to inform me about the parcel Arham had sent. I bit my lower lip, I wonder how my parents had reacted to Aamir's truth. I feel anxious as I hover my finger over the "answer" option.

'Who is it...'Arham says sleepily. I glare at him placing my finger on my lips, he nods seeing my serious face and simply sits on the bed looking at me.

I clicked the answer option and bring the phone to my ear.

'He...Hello...'I say. I could feel a lump forming in my throat.

Seconds later I hear my mother sobbing. I panicked.

'Ma...Ma...' I say. My mother isn't answering; she is just crying. I turned around and look at Arham. He senses that I am tensed.

'Ma...please say something.' I plead

'Beta...Beta...' she starts but then breaks down crying again.

I am hell scared, I felt Arham's hand on my shoulder. I look at him, my eyes brimming with tears.

God! What has happened? Why is my mother crying so much? I have never seen her cry this much, her cries are like thousand sharp knives stabbing my heart at once.

'Zahra...' I hear my brother's voice; his voice is hoarse like he had been crying too. My heart is beating rapidly with fear, my mind making silent but sincere prayers that everything is alright back at home.

'Bhai, what happened?' I ask frantically

'Zahra...Dad...he has suffered a heart attack' my brother dropped the bombshell. As soon as I heard the news I am shattered, I let the phone drop and stumble back little unable to stand my ground. Luckily Arham held my shoulder helping me stand.