Mr. Qazmi looked up alarmed while Mrs. Qazmi gasped wide-eyed. Ahaan wasn't in his senses. He was still controlling himself when Hariz was defaming Rifaat but now when he spoke so cheaply of her, Ahaan lost all self-control.

Hariz also held Ahaan's collar and pushed him, he stumbled few steps back but he straightened up.

'Stop, Stop!' Mr. Qazmi wanted to intervene but couldn't as the two men kept violently throwing punches at each other. Mrs. Qazmi stood up, she had stopped crying and now watching them wide-eyed.

Ahaan felt the blood in the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care about that he stood up straight and punched Hariz in his guts, Hariz bend down little clenching his stomach in pain. Mr. Qazmi hurried to Hariz, he held him as Hariz fell on the ground writhing in pain. Ahaan watched them breathless.

'You...guys....do...what you guys want. I am done with all this. I am going.' Ahaan said and without any further words, he turned around and hurriedly walked into his room, slamming the door behind him.

He could hear his mother's muffled cries from behind the door. Ahaan leaned against the door, he rested his head taking deep breaths. After composing himself he dropped on his bed, he angrily opened his laptop and booked his tickets to Mumbai for the night.

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Even with Mr. Siddiqui insisting Rifaat made excuse and left for her apartment. Tomorrow morning Ahaan will be coming and she is hoping to greet him first in the morning. Also, she wanted to apologize. After playing around for a while with Ahaan she decided to reply as he had stopped messaging her. By evening she came to her apartment, she had taken keys to Ahaan's apartment from Sheila Tai and decided to surprise him.

She was excited to apologize in a way that will melt his anger.

She herself cleaned the apartment, prepared lunch learning from the internet, she also wore a new lavender negligee. Keeping all her inhibitions aside she wanted to make him feel special, make the man she loves happy.

She blushed as she wore it, she looked at her reflection in the mirror a shy smile on her face.

She smiled lying on his bed, she ran her hand on his side of the bed, she wished he was here beside her. She picked up his pillow and hugged it taking in his smell. Her smile widened. She hugged the pillow tight and buried her face into it and fell asleep, all night she thought was Ahaan.

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12 am, Ahaan stepped out from the elevator. He is still agitated because of everything that happened in the morning. When he was leaving, his mother was crying and his father was looking at him like he was some dangerous criminal. Hariz was rushed to a nearby hospital.

Ahaan felt angrier recollecting Hariz's shameless grin.

He took out his keys and unlocked his apartment door. As he entered he sniffed strong ladies perfume. He frowned and walked into his bedroom.

His eyes widened on seeing Rifaat sleeping on his bed, hugging his pillow.

'Rifaat?' he called shocked.

Rifaat woke up hearing his voice, she opened her eyes and looked at him. As she sat up straight Ahaan switched on the lights. Out of shyness, Rifaat hid her revealing dress with his pillow.

'You here?' he asked

Rifaat frowned on seeing his hurt face.

'What has happened to you?' she asked, dropping the pillow she hurried to him.

'Nothing, I am fine.' He said as Rifaat held his face checking him. There is a hurt in the corner of his lips, his one eye black, and his right cheek blue.

'You had a fight?' she asked frowning. Ahaan couldn't respond as she held his hand and checked his knuckles which are also hurt.

'Are you mad?' Rifaat said, she held his arm and dragged him towards the bed. Ahaan smiled seeing the hurt in her stern voice. He watched her as she searched for Dettol and cotton. He shifted little as she sat beside him, 'I can't believe you can fight too.' She said applying some Dettol on his knuckles.

'I had to.' Ahaan said. Rifaat looked at him for split seconds before turning her attention back to his knuckles.

'He was talking rubbish about you.' Ahaan said

'Who?' Rifaat said mindlessly.

'Hariz.'