Rehan found out how Muskan was treated by her cousins and that Khushi has brought her back to thier home to live with. He was soo enraged about it that he almost set out to deal with them himself but Yasir stopped him.

"Calm down bro. We will give them a taste of thier own medicine, but not soo soon. Attacking them directly won't cause much damage right? We need to cut down thier roots." Yasir said sinking back onto chair.

Rehan took a heavy breath to calm himself. Whenever he closed his eyes he could see her crying and terrified face. Her green eyes shining like emeralds and weird sensations arose inside him that he couldn't explain.

It was similar to the anger and pain he felt all those years ago but still, it was much.... frustrating in every way.

"Fine. I'm leaving it to you. You said that all the property they own belongs to Mu..."

Even taking her name was causing itchy sensations in his chest. So he cleared his throat
"I mean, that girl's right?"

Yasir smiled.
"Her name is Muskan. Say Mus-kan... Muskan."

Rehan glared at him and Yasir stifled his laugh.
"Yes you're right. Her parents passed away in a fire but some reports say that they were attacked my bandits." He informed getting back to serious mode

"Bandits?"

"It's just a rumour though. Their bodies were burnt completely... chared. So, postmortem couldn't find much. The girl witnessed the entire incident when she was only 5. That's when she lost her eyesight too. She said someone broke into thier home but she was injured and in trauma so her statement was considered vague and ignored." Yasir answered.

Rehan nodded understandingly.
"She had been through a lot. What a pity!" He mumbled.

"BTW bro. Khushi is making her live here with us. Is that ok with you?"

"Hm. She has taken quite a liking to that girl. It's ok. Khushi can do anything she wants. This is her home too." Rehan said casually.

"Right...so, you like it too, don't you? Having that little squirrel live with us? She's kinda adorable." Yasir smirked seeing Rehan's always soo cold face fazed by his words for the first time.

Rehan blinked rapidly clearing his throat.
"Yeah...sure... whatever."
Then he hit Yasir's head.
"Don't look at other girls and concentrate on your wife. If you give my sister a chance to complaint, I'll skin you alive." He warned.

Yasir huffed rubbing his head.
"You won't have to go through the trouble of dirtying your hands bro. Your sister will kill me herself without wasting her breath to complain."

Rehan smiled slightly shaking his head. His sister had come a long way, and it was mostly thanks to Yasir.

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It had been more than a week but the house was still new for Muskan and soo was bumping into walls and doors. She didn't wanted to burden anyone so she mostly tried to do things on her own.

She wanted to go in the backyard to hang her washed clothes to dry and could hear the chirping of the birds outside. So following the sound she made her way carrying the small bucket.

She walked straight smiling to herself, feeling the warmth of the afternoon sun and didn't bother to check for walls in between as she knew there won't be any. But all of a sudden she bumped into a hard but rather warm wall stumbling back a little.

"Ouch!"

"Hey careful."

Her breath caught up in her throat.

It was him!

"S...sorry." she mumbled feeling stupid.

Rehan froze like a rock unable to move as her gentle frame bumped onto him. For a second her emrald orbs got wider and her plump lips parted making him gulp seeing them. Her lips looked as delicate like flower petals. Peachy in colour.

Her melodious voice snapped him back from being lost on her lips. Her pale skin was shining in the sunlight and he noticed the clothes bucket in her hands.

"Why didn't you ask the maid to dry the clothes?"

"I... I didn't... wanted to bother anyone. You're letting me stay here. That's a huge... favour on me." She managed to say breathlessly.

Rehan's heart skipped hearing her talk soo much for the first time. He didn't understand, how could such a delicate lady turn him into a nervous wreak.

"Oh...ok." he just said.

"E.. excuse me." She mumbled as she was already dizzy with nervousness.

Would you marry my brother?

Khushi's words were ringing in her ears and she just wanted to run away as that brother was right in front of her.

As she hastily made a run for it, Rehan noticed she was about to bump into a pillar.

"Hey watch out for that...." He quickly placed his hand between the pillar and her forehead as it bumped into his fingers safely but the bucket fell from her hands.
"... pillar."

"Ouch." She yelped again cutely bringing a smile on his face while her cheeks flushed pink.

"Um....let me help." He said like a gentleman and crouched down to pick the clothes for her. But, as soon as Muskan hit realisation about....her clothes, she sat down quickly to get them too. The poor girl unable to feel for the clothes on the floor.

Suddenly, both thier hands caught the same fabric of cloth. Her bra.

"Huh.... it's soo small." Rehan said unconsciously only to bite his tongue in his mouth and when he looked at her apologetically, her face had turned all red and she snatched it from his hand, stuffing it in the bucket.

"No no...I... I didn't mean it that way."
He fumbled.
"I... I mean, Khushi's room is always a mess and her clothes are always lying around...so compared to her's it was small....no, I... I didn't mean your boobs are small. They're good too... I... I mean, not good,..... actually I didn't see them, but even if I do they might be good....no no... it's not like I want to see them...no... what I meant was ...."

He kept on blabbering but was too late to apologise as she ran out with a tomato like face.

Fucking idiot! He cursed himself completely embarrassed.

But that look of embarrassment on her was soo cute. The red tint on her pale white cheeks. He couldn't help but wonder smiling to himself.

"What do you mean small?

Rehan jumped at his sister's voice from behind kicking him out from his thoughts.

"Bhai, you shouldn't be judgey about a girl's boobs. We are very sensitive about our size. Wow! I didn't knew my brother was such a pervert. Are you really into big boobs?" She said making dirty gestures.

He stood up immediately looking away to hide his flustered face. But Khushi was already snickering at it, enjoying the view. 

"Shut up! I didn't..." He cleared his throat.

"You didn't what? BTW bhai, her boobs aren't that bad." She winked teasing him.

His eyes widened with embarrassment and he snapped his head at her angrily.
"Khushi! I'm going to snap your bones today. Come here." He grunted trying to grab her.

Khushi squealed running for her life.
"Sorry bhaiiiiiii..." she giggled.

Rehan facepalmed helplessly. His sister was the ultimate trouble maker.

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The next day, Muskan was coming out of the kitchen with careful steps while Rehan, busy checking news on his phone was walking in. He just came out from the shower so was just in his towel. It was a habit as the only women around were his own sister and thier maid of thier mother's age.

But, this man had completely forgotten about the new naive young maiden in the house.

Both unconscious of thier surroundings bumped into eachother....again.

"Ow!" She yelped rubbing her nose.

This time Rehan froze too but he didn't dare to make any noise....nor even breath. He didn't wanted to embarrass her again.

Khushi wasn't home either. So was Yasir and Zarina Ma. So basically, those 2 were the only ones home.

"Where did this pillar come from? And why are there soo many pillars in this house? MashaAllah. This house must be really unique then. I should learn to adjust more or else I'll really end up breaking my nose or my head."

For her it was a monologue but she hadn't realised it yet that, the pillar was actually Rehan. He really stood like a pillar without moving a muscle.

Suddenly she punched with the side of her small fist as if in disdain on his abs and he pressed his lips hard to silence himself. Her hand was soo delicate and it didn't hurt one bit, but her touch....it was doing something.

Then she sighed heavily letting her hot breath on his stomach as he gulped and then sank her forehead on his chest. By now, Rehan was sweating. No woman had ever been soo close to him, and even if anyone did....no one had such an nerve-racking effect on him.

"Ah! I'm soo stupid. All this time that I'm here, I never once met Him in person or thanked him. He saved me, gave me a place to live and I'm shamelessly living here without a word. What must he think of me?" She mumbled.

It's ok. You don't have to thank me. You're a member of the family now that you're Khushi's friend.

He wanted to say.

"I wonder what he looks like. He sure has a beautiful heart. Maybe he's as beautiful as his heart too." She said smiling to herself.

Rehan smiled too a bit flustered. It was cute he thought. She was soo....cute and petit that she hardly reached his chest.

"Khushi didi always keeps on telling me he's very handsome." She sighed again and moved her hand over the pillar whilst making poor Rehan a mess and sending his brain on a frenzy. Electric current flowing throughout his body at her soft touch and hot breath.

"Hm? This pillar has a unique design. MashaAllah." She said touching it more and more. Unknowingly and innocently feeling him up, raising his body temperature.

"Huh? Is this pillar getting hotter?" Suddenly the ringing landline caught her attention and she smiled from ear to ear rushing towards the sound.

"Must be Khushi didi." She said

And finally Rehan let out a breath of relief. His throat was dry and when he looked at his reflection in the fridge's glass. His ears had turned red, so was his face slightly. His heart beating erratically in his chest too.

This girl is Trouble. He thought.

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Rehan couldn't stop thinking about her and always found ways to be able to see her atleast momentarily. He didn't understand what was wrong with him but seeing her innocent actions and her beautiful smile, her mesmerizing eyes....was getting more important to him than anything else. He couldn't even breath properly if he went a day without seeing her.

That delicate butterfly was unknowingly stirring his heart in more ways that he could imagine. And all this didn't go unnoticed by his over-excited sister either.

He couldn't forget the time when she bumped into him, getting all flustered and then feeling him the other day unknowingly. The need of holding her into his arms was growing in him every passing day. But he was afraid too. She was just soo delicate inside and outside. Not too forget soo pure and naive.

What if he hurted her by just touching her or even speaking to her in his hoarse heavy voice. People around him trembled hearing his rough voice. What if she did too?

But....he couldn't help doing one thing.

Whenever she was coming out of the kitchen or room, he purposely stood in her way so that she would bump her delicate figure into him and he could see her flustered face and hear her delicate melodious voice. Also....that momentary body contact.

It happened once... twice, but our Muskan wasn't soo naive afterall.

She got a hint that maybe he was doing it on purpose as miraculously he would appear exactly at the same time she was coming out from somewhere.

So the third time, she kept her senses on high alert, heard his footsteps and sensed him standing right in front of her as she was exiting the balcony.
But this time she paused 2 steps away from him and turned to her left stepping at a safer distance.

Rehan was dumbfounded now.
Did she notice me? How?

All of a sudden she turned her head to him as if she was looking straight into his eyes with her large emerald orbs and his heart skipped a beat.
"I'm not falling for it again."

Rehan's jaw dropped seeing her looking like an angry little kitten. And when she walked away disappearing in the house, he all of a sudden bursted out laughing.

All the men outside came running in to check on thier boss but they were shocked too to see their always soo stoned faced boss laughing his head off. They were more like scared now looking at eachother confused.

"She's soo cute."
Rehan said to himself looking towards her direction.

My Butterfly....

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