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𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓪𝓳𝓸𝓻 𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓷.

T H I R D P E R S O N

Like said earlier, life isn't a bed of roses for Benish. No matter what happened. It always had a thing or another. After Aynan had entered in her life, will she suffer like his again?

Benish walked down the corridor when her mother in-law called her.

"Yes Ammi!"

"You should take Aynan out for lunch." She advised.

"I? How?"

Benish asked thrilled. How is she going to ask him to come with her for lunch?

"You're his new wedded wife. He is gone to office the very next day of his wedding reception. I didn't knew that. I would have never let him to go. How irony that he left the very next day of the reception? Now you go beta."

She nudged Benish to go. Benish wore her abaya quickly. The clock stroke 12. She left with the driver to the Ibrahim Main office.

She entered the office. Taken aback by the rich interior of the office, she walked towards the reception.

"Can you tell in which floor is Mr. Aynan Ibrahim's cabin?"

"He is in the 27th floor Ma'am. Do you any appointment?" She asked. Benish shook her head.

"I am afraid you can't meet him without any appointment. What's your name?"

"Benish. I am his wife."

The receptionist looked shocked at her and mumbled, "I am really sorry Ma'am. I didn't knew. Please come with me. I am Leya."

She gave her a warm smile,"It's fine. You didn't knew about it."

Leya guided her towards his cabin in the top floor. She left after showing her the room. The door was half open, she was about to enter into the room but stopped when she saw Hina inside near him. Dangerously near him. She stopped in her tracks making sure that she wasn't audible.

Tears brimmed out of her eyes. Hina was yelling at him for something. She couldn't control, a hiccup left her lips. She turned around and was about to leave when a hand slid in her hands. She looked up to see Aynan. He wiped the tears formed with his thumb and asked, "Why are you going back?"

"I am sorry for interrupting."

He sighed as he spoke, "Benish you need to ask me what I was doing with Hina inside. You need to strangle that girl for talking with your husband."

She looked down as some more tears tricked down. "I-"

"Come on go and talk with Hina. Ask her why she came to meet me." He walked inside with her. Dragging her inside with her arms clenching hers tightly. Hina was sitting with her palms massaging her head. He purposely made her stand beside her and nudged her to ask Hina as he sat in his chair. "Hina?"

"Look my wife is here."

She looked up at Benish and rolled her eyes. What does she thinks of herself? That she can do anything with her husband. She'll strangle her neck if she dared to do anything like that.

"So what?" She laid back in the chair.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

She chuckled. "Aynan is my first cousin. It's his office and I can come whenever I want."

"Ohh really? Then listen carefully. He is my husband. I have more rights on him. So I prefer you shouldn't visit him at all."

"I will. What will you do?" She stood up smirking at Benish. This girl always gets on my nerves.

"Well, I won't do much. Just have a look at this." Benish took her phone and showed Hina a picture. She was getting bribe from someone. This picture was taken in walima. Who knows why she was getting bribe? Emaad gave me this pictures.

I love my brother who helped me so much. She pondered.

The colour of her face drenched and she yelled, "How the hell do you have this?"

Benish locked her phone when she was about to snatch it. "No no Ms. Ibrahim. You need to leave. I can't stand you here in my husband's office."

She huffed and walked out. "I am proud of my wife. Have a sit after all it's your husband's office." Aynan surmised laughing.

"Indeed." She sat down in the chair. "Why did she came here?"

"So... My wife wants to know. What did you show her that she walked out like that?"

"Well I will tell you once you tell me why she came here."

She folded her hands and demanded smiling at him. Their bond was slowly getting better and strong. "She wants me to marry her again."

Her smile eventually dropped and she sat straight. "What are you going to do then?" I asked.

"What do you think I should do?"

Shr sat there silently breathing slowly. Her gaze fell on her lap and she sighed. Aynan stood up and came towards her across the table. He sat down on his knees and took his hand in his as he began. The respect he gave to her. The respect Naef never let her discover.

"I will never marry Hina again and leave you Benish. Never!"

"Aynan you can consider her if you want. Please stop thinking about me." He sighed.

"Please stop being so selfless. Benish, I don't love her. I am falling for you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You need to be strong for yourself Benish."

She looked in his eyes. His words were genuine and his eyes held kindness.

"I am so thankful to have you in my life Aynan."

"No I am more thankful to have you in my life."

She chuckled. "Are you free now? Can we go to lunch together?"

He stood up and corrected his coat. "For you, I am always free darling!"

He took his phone from the table and dragged her outside. They went towards the restaurant.

"I hope you are comfortable with me and forgave me for not coming the very first night."

She nodded. "I understand as your cousin met with accident."

"That cousin was Hina. She called me that night because she met with a small accident. Indeed it was true. But what thrills me is she didn't call anyone but me."

They in the seats of the restaurants where they arrived for eating lunch.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked.

"Anything you would like to eat,"

She stated. Aynan ordered the lunch and looked at her.

"I had answered you earlier and you didn't answered my question."

"What did you asked?"

Benish questioned. "I questioned you that what did you showed Hina earlier that she stormed out like that."

Benish smiled, "Ohhh... Emaad gave me a picture of her giving bribe to someone. I showed it to her. I wasn't confidential that she would go out like that but it had really triggered her. I wonder who gave her bribe like that."

Aynan chuckled. "She can never get bribes but she might have been giving it to someone."

The two ate their lunch together in peacefulness. They had their own serenity in their silence. Aynan came back after washing his hands.

"I will be back after washing my hands."

She got up and left towards the washroom.

She turned and gasped when she saw Naef leaning in the door. Her heart beats were slowly becoming faster with every passing second.

"You're still my scared kitten, aren't you?"

His voice made her root in her place. He chuckled. He slowly walked inside and the fear made her shiver. She gripped the corner of the abaya.

He stood in front of her. She bit her lip. "I still have my effect on you."

She remembered Aynan's words.

".... You need to stay strong."

Even though the tears were forming in the corner of her eyes. She looked up and glared at him.

"Are you mad? You don't have your effect nor your right on me. Move side Naef!"

He laughed. "You think that you can get over with it?" He took her hand.

"I am strong enough to fight with you!"

With that hand she pushed him and walked out fastly. Due to stumbling he hit her head and it started bleeding.

"I won't leave you Benish." He yelled clenching his palms in the wounds.

"Who cares Naef?" She retorted.

She carefully went towards their table and sat down beside Aynan.

"You alright?" he asked

"Yes I am fine." She genuinely smiled at him.

After having a friendly meal, Aynan and Benish departed towards the mansion.

"I'll leave you to the Mansion and then I'll go to the office."

She agreed.

"I want to know more about you." She murmured. "Is it so Mrs. Ibrahim?"

She blushed at his words and bit her lip. "Ok then what do you wanna know?"

"Tell me anything." Her voice made him feel peace. It was his first time that he felt so peaceful.

"Well you can ask me questions."

"Ok. What's your favourite cuisine?" She asked folding her hands together as the cool breeze of the air conditioner hit her.

"Indian always!"

They chuckled at his tone. "Yours?" He asked.

"Turkish." She answered.

"Colour?"

"Royal Blue." He answered.

"Mine is powder blue!" She excitedly yelled. He smiled at her excited tone. What more could he ask for? She was so kind with him unlike Hina.

"That's amazing!"

The journey from the restaurant to the mansion filled with the couple answering each other's questions and their chuckles made the bond grew stronger with each other. She got out of the car mumbling "Allah Hafiz!"

He reciprocated but held her arms as she was about to walk in.

"Take care." He chanted. "I will. Please take care of yourself too."

Benish entered the living room pushing the teak wood door but before she could turn towards the couch. A hand slid towards her mouth, making her panic and someone who pulled her out. She couldn't comprehend anything and before she could realise that there was anesthesia in the kerchief of attacker's hand. She became unconscious.

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