Flipped Hearts - second book of the FLIPPED series is about our beloved chirpy Ayesha and the chapters will be published after completion of this book. Don't forget to add the other book in your library.

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Author's POV:

"You!" Khalid exclaimed in shock, seeing Neha at his doorstep. Even Neha was shocked to see him.

"What are you doing here?" Neha was in a shocked state, He yelled again. Listening to his shout. Arshiya from Khalid Mansion and others from Raza Mansion rush to the entrance of Khalid Mansion.

"Bhaisaab, Neha is Danish's sister, and she is our client," Sumaiyya replied. Arshiya got shocked seeing the staring glares of Khalid towards Neha.

"Assa Assalamualaikum, everyone," Neha stuttered. She was not the one to get uneasy with anyone, but the intimidating glares of Khalid can make anyone stutter.

"Waalaikumassalam Beta, How are you?" Arshiya came forward and hugged her. She was ecstatic to see Neha, the tensed girl who she met at the airport four years ago and who accidentally spilled the coffee on her.

"I am fine, Aunty; I didn't know you stayed here." Neha, who recognised her, replied happily, forgetting the glares of Khalid, and others were shocked knowing both Neha and Arshiya knew each other.

Later, everyone went inside Raza Mansion except Khalid. Arshiya explained the airport incident to everyone and how they met each other. Irony is, the incident happened four years ago, but still, Arshiya remembered each detail of that day, and neither Neha forgot the incident. How can she forget that day, she witnessed one more scene, which eventually increased her misunderstandings.

Flashback starts - 4 years back: (The day when Neha was going to America)

"Once you reach Delhi, call me and don't forget the luggage like last time; be mindful." Ali instructed Neha, agreeing to all the instructions. Neha stepped towards the terminal gate, and her parents left the airport.

As she was going inside the gate, she felt the presence of a known person, so she turned around. She was right—not one; they were two known persons.

Looking at both of them, she regrets looking at the other side; if she hadn't turned around, she would not have witnessed the scene in front of her. Of course, how can she not be?

Today, all her hope was shattered, breaking all the walls of trust towards them. The two people were her friends from Mumbai, hugging each other. He was caressing Sana's hair, and her hands were circled around his neck. Their faces were in such a way that they could not see Neha, but she could see them clearly.

Seeing them brought back her buried emotions, which she thought she was successful in concealing in this one month, but she was wrong. Love is not an emotion that can be concealed or changed; it is an entire psychological drive that disrupts all the senses and organs, making a permanent stamp in your life.

The whole incident brought back all the emotions, making her oblivious of her surroundings.

In an attempt to get aware and think about future, she searches for coffee, but since it's early in the morning and there's only a juice counter, she opts for berry juice as a caffeine substitute, which keeps her going until the boarding gate.

As she sat in the waiting area, all those previous memories of their three got flashed in her mind, trying to connect the dots, but still some puzzle seemed missing and at the same time moment a boy bumped into her accidentally spilling her juice on Arshiya. 

That little accident helped her get back to the present and made her decide to never step back into the dungeon named Love.

Flashback Ends

Neha's POV:

"Neha, it's already late. Come, let's have lunch." Sumaiyya Aunty's voice brought me back from that part of the dark memory, and from that day onwards, I have decided to never contact them. True to that, I have never contacted them; I don't even know where they are, Did they get married to each other, or are they apart? .

Wiping away those memories, I stood up to go to the dining area. Everyone was already there except that uncle who yelled at me. Maybe he already had his lunch, thinking I sat beside Arshiya Aunty; she is very lovely and totally opposite of her husband. I still feel goosebumps thinking about him. Alhamdulillah, he is not around; otherwise, I would have been unable to eat properly.

As we got up after lunch, " Arshiya plate this and give it to everyone." Uncle came and handed a packet to Arshiya Aunty; his voice alerted my body hair, and my hands shivered. I don't know how others stand in front of him.

"Ji, I will plate it. You come and have your lunch." Arshiya Aunty took him and went to the dining area.

"Abbu haven't had lunch; I thought he had before. Where did he go?" Afsha voiced out my inner thoughts.

"He went to bring your favourite pedhas (Indian sweet made with Milk)," Arshiya Aunty said, coming out of the kitchen with a plate.

"Wow, I have been craving it since morning." Afsha Bhabhi took one pedha and forwarded me the plate to have it. As I took a bite in my mouth, the caramelised taste of sweet dissolved in my mouth, and my lips turned upwards.

"It is very tasty," I voiced out.

"It is; you know what Bhaisaab specially brings for Afsha whenever she comes," Sumaiyya Aunty replied, making me amused. Uncle is not as fiery as he shows.

"Yes, Sumaiyya, today when he got to know Afsha was coming, he immediately called the sweet shop to make fresh pedhas for her," Arshiya Aunty explained, and she even said he was going to the sweet shop earlier when we bumped into each other, reminding me of an earlier scene. Why do I bump into this couple whenever I meet them?

"Neha, Danish went for some work around; you can take a rest in my room for some time, and later we can leave from here," Afsha Bhabhi said. Even I was tired from yesterday, I got up early this morning thinking about today's meeting in Hyderabad, but after hearing from Priya about the success of the meeting, I came to normal terms. Nodding at Bhabhi, I went to her room for some rest.

Author's POV:

An hour has passed. Afsha, Sumaiyya, and Arshiya were sitting in a living room discussing today's event.

"Does Neha know about Saniya's career?" Arshiya asked, which reminded both to tell Neha about Saniya's dual career.

"No, Aru Mamma; I shall tell her later. Don't worry," Afsha assured, bringing relief to both of them.

"Neha is a very sweet and hardworking girl; she will be very successful in the future." Sumaiyya praised Neha; agreeing with her, Afsha replied.

"Ammi, you know what? Neha was about to showcase her designs at New York Fashion Week this year, but I don't know what happened. She left and came here to launch her own boutique."

"May Allah guide her in the right direction. I feel like she is disturbed inside. Even when I met her the first time, she was zoned out." Arshiya voiced out.

"Who was zoned out?" Adil, who had just entered the house, heard only the last few words of Arshiya and asked them about the person.

"No one, it's our daily gossip discussion; you tell me, where were you?" Summaiya diverted the topic as Neha is a stranger and it is not good to gossip about her.

"I went to Sameer's house. Yousuf Uncle called for some work, and later me and Sameer had lunch outside. Now I just came to change; we are going outside to play cricket," he stated, going to his room.

"Adil, this boy, never stays at home for some time. What will happen in the future?" Sumaiyya placed a hand on her forehead worriedly, which bulbed out an idea in Arshiya's mind.

"Sumaiyya I think it's time to marry Adil; he is professionally well settled and has a good position as well. What do you say?" Arshiya chirped, and both agreed with her.

"Yes, Bhabhi, you are right; he is 29 now, and he will turn 30 in 4 months. We have to lookout brides for him who are compatible and affable," Sumaiyya agreed and later tensed, thinking about his age and the suitable companion for him.

"Ammi, you don't worry, we all will look for my Bhabhi; wherever she is, we will find her if she is hidden anywhere," Afsha chirped excitedly. Both her mothers also nodded and started to search for the bride of Adil.

"What about Ruqiyah Aunty's daughter?" Afsha asked. "Nah, she got engaged last month," Arshiya replied disappointedly. They resumed their process of making lists of potential brides in their friends and family circle.

"Bhabhi, I am sorry I slept for so long. Did Danish Bhai come?" Neha entered the living room from Afsha's room.

"It's ok, Neha, Danish didn't come yet; you could have taken a rest in my room; why did you come downstairs?".

"Oh, bhabhi, I was feeling bored upstairs, so I thought to accompany you.".

"It's fine, Neha; you did a good job. I was also thinking of making tea for everyone. Will you drink it?" Sumaiyya gestured for Neha to sit beside her and asked for tea.

"Sorry, Aunty, I don't like tea," Neha replied sheepishly. "It's fine, beta. Do you want coffee?" Sumaiyya asked again.

"I like coffee, but it's fine; don't make it only for me," Neha hesitatingly answered and quickly denied drinking coffee.

"No, no, I was about to make coffee for Adil as well; I will make it for you, don't worry," Sumaiyya said and got up to go to the kitchen, leaving the other three in the living area.

"Beta, what do your parents do?" Arshiya asked Neha, processing some matchmaking in her brain.

"Aunty, Pappa is a retired lecturer in economics, while Ammi was a housewife earlier, but recently she started a YouTube channel.".

"Oh nice, what is the channel name?" Getting interested, Arshiya asks more about Ruksana's YouTube channel and other details.

"Rehana Aunty, can you give this coffee to Adil?" Sumaiyya called Rehana, who is the eldest househelp in their house, and brought a tray of three tea cups and one coffee cup to the living room.

"Sumaiyya, Did you know Neha's mother is a YouTuber?" Arshiya told Sumaiyya excitedly. "Oh, I didn't know; what is her channel name?" Sumaiyya asked Neha the details, and Neha repeated the same to Sumaiyya while sipping her coffee.

Later, Danish arrived, and Afsha, Neha, and Danish left for Danish's house. Neha felt relaxed and wonderful spending time with Afsha's family. Everyone welcomed her as friendly and very sweet. Neha, who was wears a mask of professionalism by making sure her personal and professional lives did not mingle for four years, was easily able to slide this mask in front of Afsha and her family. The whole family has effortlessly made a place in Neha's heart, whether it is Afsha, Sumaiyya, Arshiya, or even Khalid. She didn't meet Raza, Saniya, and Adil from the family till now, but she heard about them a lot in this short time period.

On the other hand, Arshiya felt Neha could be a good match for Adil, thinking to discuss it later with everyone. She happily went into slumber.

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