6am,

Eifad returned from her morning jog. As she walked in her apartment wiping sweat off her arms and nape, her gaze fell over a huge bouquet of red, white and yellow roses.

It is neatly placed on the coffee table in the living room. Eifad bent down and picked it up. She sighed taking out a pink note. She so hates this. Eifad rolled her eyes recognizing the handwriting instantly.

Welcome back, sweetheart

Yours Farhan

She has told him million times, she hates being called a sweetheart, but he never stops. She sighed placing the bouquet but then a smile appeared on her face when she wondered if Farhan is here. She heard a soft tune and her smile widened, he is here.

She heard the tune coming from Zara's room. She is up so early? Eifad recollected bitterly her struggles trying to wake up the little girl and this Farhan he did it so effortlessly.

Zara is sitting on the bed, all starry eyed while Farhan sat on a small stool with a guitar, Zara's. To Eifad's surprise, Aisha is also present there.

Farhan tilted his head to his right when Zara spotted Eifad. Farhan smiled at her and Eifad smiled awkwardly at him.

Farhan turned his attention back to the guitar quickly changing the track he had planned to play.

Eifad rolled her eyes as he began playing a Bollywood tune. Zara clapped as he began singing.

When Eifad had met him back in the rehab, she had no idea he was such a charmer and a hell of a singer, his baritone so deep and melodious makes any girl's go weak, except Eifad. But Farhan doesn't want to believe that, he continues his fruitless attempt to impress her with his voice and singing.

'Hmmm ......

Ishq bulaava jaane kab aawe

Ishq bulava aave jab aawe

Main ta gol terre rehna

Main ta gol terre rehna

Main ta baita gol tere'

Farhan looked at Eifad again, she was lost listening to him, in the melody of the music and his voice. But when he looked at her, she quickly straightened up and made a face pretending to not like all this.

As their gaze met, Farhan winked at her, she quickly looked away. He continued to sing, this time holding her gaze with his.

'Tenu takda rava

Bathon pe teri hansda rava

Pagal main khud nu bananda rava

Tu hansdi rave main hansanda rava

Tenu takda rava'

Farhan looked away and back to his guitar, he was about to sing the next line when Eifad interrupted them.

'That is enough for now.' She ignored Zara protests and ordered her to get ready for school. She glared at her mother asking her to leave and look for the breakfast.

'Glad to meet you too.' Farhan startled Eifad. She turned around sharply, she felt her neck snap. She frowned at him massaging her nape, 'Excuse me.'

'It has been almost two years, Eifad. I now know how you welcome people.' Farhan smiled at her.

Eifad rolled her eyes, 'Ha ha!' she faked a laugh. This made Farhan smile widen. Eifad frowned.

'Why are you smiling?' Eifad asked

Farhan suppressed his smile and shook his head, 'Nothing. Acha, leave all that and come we are all waiting for you at breakfast.' Farhan said and walked out of the room. Eifad blinked at him. We? Why he? Eifad thought. When he cleared his throat, she looked at him and he tapped his watch on his left wrist.

'Hurry up, Hooda. We don't want me to transform into Rehab wala Farhan, now do we?' he smirked at her.

Eifad shook her head, shot him a glare, and walked passed him haughtily. As she walked towards her room, she smiled.

'Idoit.' She muttered to herself.

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Sometime later, Eifad climbed down stairs dressed in a black closed neck bodycon. Her short hair open, kohl in her eyes and maroon lipstick adorned her lips. She heard laughter and frowned. He is still here? she composed herself and walked confidently towards the dining room. Hearing the clicking clacking of her heels everyone quietened.

'Get up!' she rolled her eyes on seeing Farhan sitting on the head-of-house chair.

'Why?' he said through a mouthful of sandwich.

'Eek...' Eifad made a face. Farhan swallowed the mouthful and looked at Eifad. Both blinked at each other waiting for the other to speak.

Eifad sighed, 'Move.' She nudged his arm.

'Why?' Farhan repeated innocently.

'How many times should I tell you, this is my seat.' Eifad knitted her brow in annoyance.

'Is it?' Farhan stood up. Zara laughed as he checked the chair, Eifad watched him with her arms folded.

'What...?'

'I don't see your name on it, anywhere.' Farhan shrugged.

'Huh!'

Farhan smiled at her as he sat once again on the same seat. Eifad threw her arms in the air sighing exasperatedly.

She placed her hand on her hip and massaged her forehead with the other, she doesn't have time for this nonsense. Farhan and Zara passed naughty grins at each other. Eifad then got an idea. She smirked.

'Hey Farhan, Ramu Kaka has left chocolate brownies in the kitchen can you get that, please.' She made puppy dog eyes, fluttering her eyelashes. Farhan gulped a morsel and nodded his head.

'Sure.' As he got up, Eifad sat on the seat. Farhan blinked at her, she smirked at him.

'Ramu Kaka, get me scrambled eggs and toast.' She called looking front and overlapping her palms. Feeling Farhan's gaze on her, she grinned widely.

Zara pressed her palms over her mouth to suppress her smile. Farhan frowned when she pushed his plate. Eifad gestured with her eyes towards the seat beside her. Farhan made a face and sat. Eifad suppressed her smile.

All the while, Aisha watched them with a smile.

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Their breakfast, which turned into silent one after Eifad had come Zara went with Ramu Kaka for her school bus. Aisha along with Farhan left for the NGO, sadly in Eifad's car. Farhan sat in the passenger seat and Eifad and Aisha in the back seat.

'So, beta how was your meeting with the minister in Noida?' Aisha asked. It was then Eifad is reminded about Farhan having gone to Noida. She then understood what he was doing early in the morning singing for Zara, he must have come to cheer her up after knowing about the competition.

'Yeah, good. It was difficult to make him understand.' Suddenly, Farhan's voice began sounding serious, 'No one wants to take mental illness seriously.' Eifad noticed his fingers tightly clenched. Aisha shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Eifad realized this conversation is going to be steered in the uncomfortable direction as Farhan spoke about his meeting. Eifad cursed under breath as she furiously untangled her earphones. She ignored her mother and Farhan, and plugged her earphones in her ears and blasted music at full volume into her ear.

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Finally *_* *_* 

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