Rimsha sighed, looking at the mess her son had created in his room. She was tired of her both son nagging her and misplacing things, then ask her to search like she was the one who put it somewhere in the first place. Arhan was maybe a little sophisticated but Arsal! She doesn't know what did she even eat while birthing them, or was she and her brothers same with their mama?

She now deeply understands haseena begum's taunt at them, oh how much they used to tease her the same way, unfortunately she wasn't there to see her daughter and sons suffering in the same way.

Before rimsha could get emotional thinking of her mother, she starts the cleaning. This wasn't the reason she came inside her son, Arsal's room. But seeing the pig stall her son had made out of his room, she couldn't control her hand.

She was literally seething but as a sweet mother she was, was clearing his mess too, even if she was cursing at him, like typical brown mom--not like she could have stopped! And the reason of her anger entered the room in all his glory.

Like water evaporate at high temperature, her anger evaporated faster than that, oh how handsome her son was looking in his official office first day as a CEO attire. Arsal has been training for this day since the time he got to know, he'll be securing his mamu as well as taya abbu's seat.

He saw his mother, and smiled at her cheekily, he knew the reason her cheeks were red, Rimhsa just kept looking at him, with little tear's in her eyes, her both son had made her proud mother ultimately, if one was Cardiologist than the other was CEO now. She was one of a proud mother.

Arsal stood six feet two inch tall, Infront of his mother's five feet six inch figure, covering his mother behind his buff, and sturdy figure, on which he spent his countless hours!! The unusual curly hair were on his head, her baby was genuinely handsome, with his dimple smile, that was prominent even after being covered with light stubbles, his eyes dark pitch black, that seems familiar with the darkest shade of black.

His brown and tan complexion left nothing more to imagine , he was extremely good looking!! Especially when he laugh or smile and with his dimple popped out, that white Pearly teethy smile, that was reserved for some only!

"Aise dekhengi to nazar lag jaegi na" (if y you'll look at me like this than I will get evil eye) he teased his mother, who was dreamily looking at him " acha lag raha hun na" (Im looking good, aren't I) upon hearing his voice, rimsha was brought out of her trance, and wiped that one lone tear of happiness, making him aww literally and hug his beautiful lady close "ap to aise karrahi hain jaise ye mera kindergarten ka pehla din hai"(You are behaving like its the first day of my kindergarten) she chuckled and said " us waqt udaas thi, is waqt bhot khush hun... Apne mamu or nanu ki saari zindagi ki mehnat ko or age pohchana" (I was sad that time but now I'm happy, keep your drandpa and mamus, place safe and keep going forward) he nodded firmly, kissing the top of her head.

" Inshallah, bhot age" (inshallah, Very far) and they went out, towards the lawn, where his brother must be. But instead it was fawad, with maya hugging him like koala. They really need to realize that some of them were still single as Pringle. But how could he be a shah and not tease his folks and siblings? so he did exactly that " Romance ho raha hai"(You are romancing?)  he voiced out at them, maya flinched and stepped back hurriedly while fawad just ignored him and pulled her back in his arms again.

He cracked hard, seeing the audacity " koshish karrahe hain, tu karne dega?"(we are trying, would you let us?)  Fawad, with annoyed voice asked. " Yes karo, or zada karo, Noor-Ul-Ain ab bari hogai, we need a baby"(yes yes, keep going)  they really do, all shah's were now above twenty, even if they act as 10 years old...

" Bilkul, ab niklo chalo"(yes, now get lost) he laughed and winked at maya when he caught her trying to escape. Making her more embarrassed. Oh how fun it was!!
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The boss was new, means newbie, meaning easy to bully! That was what they thought at shah cooperation when they got the news of their ex-Boss, Arsalan shah's retirement. But what they didn't know, that Arsal was crafted by Arsalan, if not more then not less then him.

Arsal held his head high, he entered the company where the attention shifted on him, he wasn't nervous nor he gave a fuck about it. He confidently stride towards the elevator where he pressed the fifteenth button, His office. He could feel everybody looking at him. How could they not, when he gives off the vibe of danger. At the age of 29 Arsal shah was walking threat to those who mingles in his business.

He was going to be hard nut, gone was his once soft hearted Taya abbu, and came him. The most fierce and dominant boss. Only if his employees knew how much of a baby he was under, but that was for his family to know only.

He striders towards the office, and opened it, his taya abbu was sitting behind the desk, still studying some papers with his glasses perched up on his straight nose. "Welcome Arsal shah" Upon seeing him, Arsalan stands up seriously and shaked hands with Arsal, like he wasn't the baby with whom he played!!

"Thank you sir" came the same professional reply. " The meeting of board starts at 9am, exactly after half an hour, where you will be declared the new CEO. All the shareholders will be there. I expect you to be there at time. No tardiness on the first day" Arsal amusedly nodded and listened to Arsalan, who was still professionally talking to him.

" You don't need to worry Sir, your company is in safe hand's" he said confidently, " Right, now when we have time, I would like to inform you, my assistant resigned today, you, new boss, should have a new assistant, you can look for him or her" Arsalan informed him, making him say yes.

And arsal was declared as the new CEO of shah corporations. He couldn't be more proud. He just hope everything would go as planned....
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Noor-Ul-Ain wasn't weak, she wasn't someone to cry over spilled beans nor she was one who would cry to get something. She was treated like a princess and got whatever she desired, so how can anyone, let alone a man can make her cry.

She doesn't deem people so worthy for her attention. But there was a man,to whom she has given her heart and her soul to the point, that when she doesn't listen to him or talk to him, her life would be on brink of ending.

How did she even went from hot tempered to scardy cat. It has been one month, ONE MONTH since she last saw him or last talked to sikandar, he was where? She doesn't know. He would not attend her call or even call back her.

She was getting insane with each passing day, she had called him thousand times but all the while his phone would be switched off. It was either his battery was dead since one months, and that was not possible or he was doing it on purpose.

She cries daily at night, she cries whenever she misses him, and that has taken a toll on her health too. No body knew what was the problem with their younger child and they were worried as well, especially her parents.

Noor-Ul-Ain has decided, she was not the quiter, she doesn't lose hopes, heck she doesn't hope, she does whatever she wants to do. This time, she decided if not him, then her. She was the one who would go to him, slap him, punch him, question him and then love him.

She was again going to Quetta, this time with utter determination. When she was there, she may or may not had stalked him a little, and got to know where he lives, with whom he lives and what he does.
She knew everything about him, stupid of him to not realize.

She was there, standing infront of the villa of the salaar's where guards were everywhere, she doesn't regret coming here, but they had guns that was half her size but still she stood determined . What if they doesn't let her meet him and shoot her, her parents doesn't even know where she was!

She manipulated them into believing she was off to her friend for a week, where she would not meet with any boy, she can feel her parents trust shattering on her but she was mad for him, she would find sikandar no matter where he was. She just hope he was alive.

While she was in the corner, prying on the villa, noticing every moment of guards, her focus must have slipped because she felt the cold metal ring of gun being pressed up against her head, she was astonished and shocked.

But the she was a relieved when they, two men with guns, start dragging her towards the villa, but then they turned towards the ground type of place. Where was so many men, they all were talking, fighting and chatting with each other, that must be the dera.

She remembered once sikandar telling her he likes to be around his men, in his dera. He must've been training them, a smile slipped on her lips thinking of sikandar once again, but she was still mad at him. A tight grip on her fragile arm pulled her out of her thoughts.

The man had gripped her arm hard and was asking her something, she looked at him confused while trying to understand what he was saying in pashto.

The man looked agitated now, and ordered the other man who was beside her to do something.

She once again felt the gun, her heart was in her throat, she closed her eyes, and she felt one of them gripping her cheeks in a bruising manner, but suddenly she heared the voice she had been dying to hear.

Her sikandar, she smiled and opened her eyes, he was indeed there, he was coming towards them, but was talking with shehryar, and he still hasn't noticed a girl, or Noor being manhandled by his men.

It was when, his guard opened his mouth to say "Ye larki villa ki taraf jhank rahi thi, jese kisi ne ise jasoosii karne k lie bheja ho sardaar" and that was when he noticed her, his eyes widen and in reflex as he saw Noor-Ul-Ain being held by his men, his blood boiled looking at the grip on her arm and how one of them was gripping her cheeks. (This girl was sneaking inside villa, maybe she's a spy and someone had send her sardaar)

He glared at them, and marched towards them, before snatching Noor-Ul-Ain from their grip, " himmat kaise hui hath lagane ki ise"(how dare you touch her)  he roared, everyone's attention shifted towards him. He was holding Noor-Ul-Ain close to his chest, inspecting any kind of injury on her, he doesn't know why, but he can't ignore her. Not even after ghosting her for a month.

He held her hand softly in his, and pulled her with him, he went towards the less crowded area where he was sitting before and made her sit on the charpai present there, while he sank down on his kness.

As if their sardaar being with a girl wasn't enough, he gave another shock to his men when he sat infront of her, on his knees, infront of everyone, not caring or minding the eyes, while he still inspected her, and asked her questions from where did she dropped from.

But Noor-Ul-Ain was far from answering him, her eyes were red, teary and her hands were now closed in a tight grip, where she could feel her nails digging in her palm, and sikandar could see the blood " kahan the tum" (where were you?) she asked instead, in a hard voice.

Sikandar gulped, another shock when he stammered before answering "w-wo...wo-" but he couldn't answer. What was he supposed to say, that his guilt was eating him alive for using an innocent for his game of revenge. Or that he doesn't love her but her sister in law. Not appropriate. He stayed quite, it wasn't good idea either.

Because Noor-Ul-Ain gripped his collar in her fist, and yelled asking him same question " MAINE POOCHA KAHAN THE TUM" (I ASKED WHERE WERE YOU?) he looked at her, she looked mad, almost insane.

He turned his eyes towards sheryar and gestured him, shehryar understood that he needed the dera to be empty. After a while when he knew everyone was out, he softly held her hand and left a barely there kiss on her knuckles " sorry".

Noor-Ul-Ain scoffed at the audacity " tumhe andaza hai maine kitni calls ki thi tumhe sikandar, mai marne k mor par thi... Tum aisa kaise karsakte ho mere sath" (do you even know how many times I've called you sikandar, I was about to die.. how can you do this to me) she said again. He took a deep breath and decided to do what he can " w-wo... Mai.. apne parents ko mana raha tha... tumhare ghar rishta bhjne k lie"(I was agreeing my parents for alliance)  she gasped, while sikandar ducked his head down and shut his eyes tightly. cursing his own mind.

"T-tum-" (y-you) Noor-Ul-Ain could only utter this much before she slaps him hard on the cheeks. His head turned sideway, he was shocked, his ear ringed, he wonder what power does she possed to have this heavy hand. " Tumne mairi jaan nikal di thi...tum aik number k pagal ho baiwakoof ho... Mai tumhare lie din raat roti rahi... Maine duaen kari k tum mujhe aik mar mil lo, mujhse baat karlo. Tumne Meri aik call nhi uthai"(I almost died because of you, you are mad and idiot, I've cried so much, I've prayed for you to call me and talk to me)  she cried heavily while complaining to him now. She cried so hard that her body shaked against his.

Sikandar could feel himself tearing up, oh how much has he hurt that little soul? When all she did was to love him, but truth to be told, he doesn't want to be away from her too.

" Mujhe maaf kardo aini, ainda se aisa kabhi nhi hoga... Mai tumse kabhi door nhi jaunga (forgive me, I'll never do anything like this again. Will never go away from you) " she, while still sobbing pulled out her pinky for him, he smiled wearily, his eyes getting wet looking at her innocency and he connected their fingers.

He leaned up at her, and kissed her head. He hugged her and she didn't resist"mai hamesha tumhare sath rahunga aini, kabhi nhi jaunga "(I'll always stay with you, will never go away)  he mumbled making her puff out a sigh of relief. He pulled back and smiled, she returned it, but he gasped at her shock. " Tumhare parents nai kaise ane dia?" (How did your parents send you here?) She smiled cheekily at him. Still guilty for lying and by looking at her Face, he knew it. She must've done something naughty.

" Okay chalo, Mai chor kar aunga wapas, ainda aisi harkat nhi karna"(okay let's go.. I'll drop you but never do anything like this again)  she nodded. He stood up, dusted off his clothes and made her stand too, Noor-Ul-Ain pouted and run her hand on his face, where she slapped..it has become red. "Sorry" while he just smiled at her. His heart at ease, finally getting he can't leave her now.

If not toady, he may start loving her, he thought and went out with her, giving another shock to his people, he was sure the news must've reached him house, he doesn't care and started his journey with Noor-Ul-Ain besides him.

He has hopes, he can be happy. He can be happy even after practically using her, even after giving her false hope and love declarations. She wouldn't leave him and will love him. He was right for hoping, maybe they still had hopes for their relationship.  Maybe!!
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Assalamualaikum. 
Meet Arsal Ali shah.

A complete opposite of what his father was once..

A new character cause I can't see anyone in pain!! I mean I can but not fictional!!

And sikandar?? Noor-Ul-Ain??

Bro's are going mad!!

Look at theses two↑↓ By cinnamcnrclls

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