"Be careful."

She nodded, blinking away. From the closeness, she shivered inhaling his spicy cinnamon body scent. Often she wondered if this was his natural scent fragrance. Sarfaraz, sensing the effect of his proximity, smiled to himself. She won't be annoyed with him for much longer. Dania avoided gazing into his eyes. To tease her, he would flex his muscles until she slapped his chest.

"Shut up, Sarfaraz."

He chuckled with a naughty grin, - "Did I say something?"

Dania rolled her eyes.

"Are you still—"

"Almost done." She interrupted him, wrapping the measuring tape around his waist. Her fingers brushing against his skin made him flinch. Dania paused and straightened, their eyes met. He kept a small pout and sad eyes. Eventually, she broke into a smile and he let out a sigh of relief. Dania giggled, stepping a little back.

..............

Fareeha continued to laugh. He stopped shoving her out of the door and pulled her inside. She abruptly stopped laughing, - "Listen. Please" He joined his palms, - "Talk to Dania and clear this—fall at her feet if you must—but—"

"I won't. I will just talk to her—and—"
"And?" Sarfaraz urged her, but continued before her, - "What are your conditions?"

Fareeha smirked, straightening and folding her arms across her chest, - "First apologize for your demeaning comment on Adil."

Sarfaraz sighed,rolling his eyes, - "Fine!"

She grinned, nodding, - "Second—"

"Wait, wait." He raised his hands, - "How many conditions?"

She winked, - "Only two. The second—you will help me woo Adil, so he falls madly in love with me."

"I don't make love potions."
"Hadi!"

"Okay, okay. I don't know what you see in that chu—Simp." He corrected himself after the deadly glare from her.

"See yourself, simping over Dania."

"Now, please go." He gave a push.

"I am going—assmonkey." She twisted her lips and climbed down
.............

"You were right, dude. You are always right. I have had a mustache." With trembling hands she pointed at her upper lip, a tremulous smile on her face, - "I have a hard time maintaining my weight, my looks are average—"

Before she could complete her rant, Sarfaraz bent holding her face angled up, and pressed his lips firmly over her moving mouth. Fareeha stiffened momentarily, her neck hurting with the sudden change in posture. Wild tremors shot down his nerves as he moved his lips over her soft closed mouth. She relaxed, as his hold loosened and he gently gripped her cheeks with both his hands. As soon as Fareeha parted her lips, Sarfaraz got better control. Her wet lashes flickered, closing as she relished the kiss.

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No matter how much she tried, sleep eluded her. Fareeha kept tossing in bed, hoping different positions helped in her sleep. Finally, giving up she sat up on the bed and held her forehead.

"Why can't I stop thinking about that ass—" She gritted her teeth.

In thoughts, her hand reached up, and she gently caressed her lips. The warmth and soft feel of his lips still lingered. So, this is how a man's lips feel. Involuntarily, she drew in a breath and imagined how a real kiss would feel. Lips, mouth, tongues, hands—and Sarfaraz's face popped into her mind.

She sat up on the bed, clenching the bed sheet.

"Chi, yuck, no!" Fareeha shook her head, then held her forehead

..............

Meeting Faryal wasn't very thrilling. Dania introduced him as just a friend, but a superstar couldn't impress her.

In fact, she caught him off-guard when she mentioned, - "You look familiar." She paused to think, then added, - "Are you Hadiya Khan's son? You have a very strong resemblance to her."

Dania squinted at her mother, shrugging, - "Who is she?"

Faryal spoke meekly, - "Arey, that wannabee woman who always forced herself into the high society woman. That one, who was so desperate that she slept with anyone and everybody for fame and money."

Sarfaraz clenched his fists behind his back and answered with a straight face, - "No, Aunty. I don't know her."

Dania rolled her eyes, - "How does that matter? Ma, you are ill, at least speak nicely of people now." She taunted with a fake smile.

Faryal smiled slightly, - "It is the truth. Anyway, who cares? Where is Adil? When is he coming?"

...............

"Dania, her mother, everyone taunts me because of her. Now, if her mother comes to know about my real identity, she will reject me."

Fareeha turned her head, - "Hadi. You are talking about your mother. Tameez se." She raised a finger.

Sarfaraz rolled his eyes, - "Has she done anything to demand tameez? Mamu had assured her, na, that he would launch me and help us. Didn't he? Then who asked her to go and—and sell herself."

"Hadi!" Fareeha raised her voice, then clenched his arm tugging on it, - "Are you out of your mind? She is your mother, and you are speaking nonsense just for that no-good Dania." She leaned closer, glaring into his eyes, - "You call me despo for Adil. What are you then?"

Sarfaraz yanked his hand from her hold, - "What wrong are people saying, you tell me? And, and, that stupid tharki Aashiq Mastana—Nabil Rauf—manipulated her—and didn't she willingly—" His voice cracked, tears dropped from his eyes. He flickered his tears, and lowered to come face level to her, - "And, that is why I hate that Adil—and you should too. He is more wrong than Dania."

Fareeha's expression softened. She pulled him, wrapping her hands around his arm, - "Did you have breakfast."

Sarfaraz pulled his arm from her hold, looking away, - "Get lost." He turned.

............

After dinner, the trio sat on the sofa. Fareeha was busy arranging the rasmalai she had prepared from scratch. She looked at it with love as she arranged the sweets in the a small bowl. She took a separate bowl for Adil. In her mind, she read the dua her mother had given her.

"I met Maulvi Sahab and he gave him this dua. Read it eleven times before serving any food item preferably a sweet dish, then your desired man will become crazy for you."

Fareeha grinned carrying the tray with the bowls to the living room. She pointed to her mother with her eyes at the special bowl for Adil. Almas immediately got up, grabbed the floral bowl, and forced it into Adil's hands. He looked at it, brightly and commented, - "Arey, this is Chote's favourite."

Almas nodded, - "Yeah, beta—"

"Fareeha," Adil extended the bowl to her, - "Keep it in the fridge, I will take it for him."

"What?" The mother-daughter gasped in unison. 

"We will get another one."Feroze pointed. But Adil refused adamantly as he hadn't had any sweets forfive years.

..............

Sarfaraz tugged on the collar of his black shirt and pushed it under his grey trousers. He breathed in, pulling up his pants.

"Bhai!" There was a soft knock at his open door.

"Come in, Haya." He turned and beamed at the young girl walking in with a bowl in her hand. She hurried to him, handing him the ice-cold bowl.

"Ow!" He almost dropped it, - "Did you take this right out from the fridge."

Haya giggled.

"Arey, wow, Rasmalai." He gasped in excitement.

"Adil Bhaiya got this."

Sarfaraz froze with his mouth open and spoon halfway to it.

"Fareeha made it. He knew it was your favorite, so he got it."

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