"Its tasty" I speak with my mouth full of tasty delicious, mind relaxing, tongue praising food. Hunger doubling up inside me as each spoon goes in.

"I am happy you like it" Aunty lso nown s My mother in law who insisted me in calling her Ammi speaks with a genuine smile.

"What do you want to eat on lunch?" She worries about my choice and I feel like a princess without a king as my father in this anime world.

"Anything you like" I smile at the women who nods "huh—wait do you think I am that type of girl who burns the kitchen when she enters?" I question her about the doubt which is bugging me and when she does not answer I grin at her "Do Not Worry about that...because you've brought a chef in your house" my grin does not fall but her giggles fills the silent room.

"I am not joking at all, give a call to my ammi she will tell you how good I am" I wink at her, the thought of she being my mother in law and that I should act like a disciplined silent girl slipping out of my mind cause I am not someone who is silent.

"Okay I believe you" she smiles at me and I nod feeling proud "then I will be cooking for lunch today okay?" She hesitates but nods and I so want to bump my fist on to her's but I keep it to myself.

"Ammi, I'll be leaving" I chew the food but secretly peek at my handsome husband who is looking like a walking free show model in that grey suit—damn does he always leave to work looking like a model—I feel sorry for those female worker they must've done sin without wanting too.

He walks forward to side hug is Ammi but takes a peek at me and soon his eyes falls on the spoon which I am licking-with my tongue out I look at him with wide eyes but quickly press my lips together. I scratch the back of neck awkwardly feeling shy all of a sudden after getting caught doing unhygienic thing.

I feel like getting embarrassed in his eyes is the new agenda I have created.

I awkwardly smile as I look around.

He does not open his mouth to talk but walks away leaving me with red cheeks and a disturbing heart.

"Noo! He will kick me out I am sure about it" I whine with a pout looking at the old woman who is ignoring my protest. Only throwing my hands and legs like a kid is left other than that I have done everything so she does not force me on doing things which I don't want to.

I so want to yell at this woman for being so stubborn "He won't, don't worry...go surprise him" she smiles at me as she packs the food for her son and she wants me to deliver it, I am not a delivery boy!!

And Surprise?! Why the hell would he be surprise if he sees my face?! Did she forget in what context our marriage took place?!! I am freaking replacement and I am ignoring that but if he gets mad and says that I am nothing to him and I just a liability, I am sure my happy heart will break into pieces—And I don't want that, I am happy with the hope of everything will change one day, why is she trying to ruin my happy moment!

"Kinza...if you stay here all alone I am sure you will feel bored so please go there, I will warn Ayan that you are coming so stop stressing out okay" she smiles at me and handles me the bag of food which was made by me.

"Please take madam to Ayaan's office" the old man nods and asks me to follow him, with hesitant step I follow him.

Allah please be by my side. If he insults me in-front of his employees to look all bossy—I-I will also insult him-yeah I will also insult him I won't stay quiet.

After what looks 10 minutes the car comes to an halt and my heart too. My eye balls rolling up to look at the big building which reaches the sky.

"Wow" The glass building which is infront of my eyes looks so big and beautiful that I want to run and take a look and come but my heart drops when the old man speaks "This is Sir's building you can get down maam. I don't know in which floor he is but you can ask the receptionist" This-This building is his.

No wonder why dad chose him to marry his daughter after rejecting so many proposal.

Damn Zaina you really are unlucky.

"I-Are you sure this is his building-I mean" I clear my dry throat still not believing that he owns this big freaking building.

"Yes Maam I am sure" okay... I open the door of this luxuries car which did not give me that nausea feeling the other car's I drive in gives.

"Thankyou" I mumble a thank you before closing the door behind me. I feel so small standing in-front of this big class building—wow I can gawk my eyes all day at this beautiful creature.

I hold my hands together in the front while fisting the lunch bag tightly in hold. What if I get lost in this big building, the thought of getting lost is scaring. I don't even have my phone with me, my rude father in law smashed my phone into pieces, remember?

"Bismillah" I take deep breath, in the name of Allah I take a step and I walk towards this big giant glass door.

There are many people's walking from here to there while talking with there partners, some with pile of files in there hand, some with a cup of coffee as they talk with their friends, some is indulged in there phone that I mentally warn myself to look forward with eye open and walk. Don't want that bumping scene in my life with a stranger.

There are both male and female in this office, and I think there equal number of male and female working here. Because I see group of boys in there shirt and pant in one corner and on the other corner group of girls with professional dresses some are wearing hijabs like me and some high pony's, this looks same like those english movie office but non are wearing skirts all pants and shirts and some professional type dresses. I like their dressing code.

When I spot a desk where it is written Reception. I walk towards the women who is having a serious look on her face as she is typing something in her laptop.

I wet my lips before speaking "excuse me?" I call out with a polite smile but I guess she has hearing problem or maybe to invested in her work that she did not hear my voice.

I am already nervous as if I came to give an interview and this women is making it worse by ignoring—I can only portray her as ignoring cause when ever someone stands near you, a sense in your mind warns you that someone is near you and I guess that sense is not working for her.

"Excuse me Maam??" I speak a little more louder and thats when she raises her eyes up to look at me, so I quickly pass her smile "yes?" She keeps her professional look on but with a soft smile but that smile drops when her eyes shifts from my face to my hands which is holding the lunch.

Confusion fills in me not knowing as to why she made an annoyed expression, is she hungry? Awe she must be hungry, I so want to hand this lunch to her but I can't so I keep my thoughts to myself.

"Where is Ayaan's room" I question her with raised eyebrow but only earns a dark glare. Huh? What's wrong "Did boss changed his maid who always brings lunch? If he did then you must know he hates when someone calls him by his name—gosh maids now-a-days, anyways remember to label him as boss or Sir from now on okay? and go straight, take the right and there would be stair case, on the fifth floor you will find his room on the left" she completes her well prepared speech leaving me all shocked and ashamed. What the hell? Maid? Does all maids here roam around with Gucci bag? Or is she blind enough to notice what I am wearing?

Freaking hell, punch me for pitting this peanut! I hope you die without asking for forgiveness for insulting me so Allah would punish you severely.

I turn my heals withoutsaying anything before grasping all the information she gave me in my head. I am so angry now! I so want to yell at her and tell her that My freaking husband owns this building so you shutup you little mud but I control my anger and walk towards the stairs which is empty but soon a young guy with a mop in his hand gets down in a lazy way but straightens up himself when he sees me and rushes down.

How many more different creatures am I going to witness today.

Ya allah—I breath out feeling like dying only after walking up till the third floor, he is so rich, he has a big building then why the hell did he not build an elevator?! The first thing I will do when I see him is ask this.

"Ya allah I hope I do not die till I reach the 5th floor" I mumble to myself before torturing my legs so they could take me to my husband.

I take a seat on the staircase my legs betraying me as time passes. I open the bag to take out the water bottle, I slurp half of the bottle not caring that it is for Ayaan, he can buy one.

The passer by looks at me weirdly for acting like an old woman and I am not at all in the state of caring about what they think and what they not.

After resting for few minutes I stand on my wobbly legs, I look around to find a huge cabin located in the corner guessing that it is Ayaan's office I take my tired legs towards the room.

Just when I was about to walk past other employee a guy stop "excuse me where are you going?" ya allah not with this questioning game now.

Here comes another creature.

I point towards the cabin which has big doors "did you get the appointment?" He raises his eyebrow, what is Ayaan? A doctor? Why will I take an appointment to meet my husband?! Freaking hell!

"Does you boss eats lunch after setting up an appointment" I question the guy with a fake smile to which he lets out an "ah" in understanding when his eyes falls on the lunch bag I am holding.

"Hmm okay I am going to his room so I will give him" I am so pissed right now that I want to throw my fist on his face.

I ignore him and I walk towards the office only to hear him yelling at me from behind.

Without knocking I open the door and the 'boss' who is seated turns his head towards my direction but his eyebrows jumps up in surprise when he sees my figure.

Soon knocks was heard on his door, he looked confused as hell so I walk towards him to place the lunch bag on the table.

"Lunch" my voice stern and ruder than I thought and he looks surprised by this tone of voice which I rarely use.

I cross my arms feeling upset and angry all of a sudden, I hate to listen to orders and here from the moment I stepped in every body is ordering me.

"Wha-" he was cut off by impatient knocks with a sigh he asks the person to come in. And just when his employee enters he throws a stern glare at me and I do not hesitate to return it with full wrath.

"What do you want?" Ayaan asks the guy who straightens up his back and quickly moves forward to give him a file. And then he starts the business talks which I do not understand but Ayaan shuts him up with an raised eyebrow and a logical question.

I look at the oddly cold girl who is glaring at my employee who is telling me the information about the work which I said him to complete till this afternoon but I guess he knows I don't like people who interrupts my interval time.

It's lunch break and I do not understand why he is here "I remember telling you not to disturb me in the intervals when you joined, then may I know why are you here with your work?" He looks at me with wide eyes not expecting me to question him instead of appreciating him.

He joined just two weeks ago and Is always active-well over active like running around asking if he did well and if he need to do something more which sometime pisses me off. I am already surprised by Kinza's entry and before I could question her as to why she is here and why she looks upset, my employee thought it is the right time to disturb me.

When he does not reply, I close his file and handle it to him. "Meet me after the break" he nods but peeks at kinza who is still having a stern which does not suit her but she still looks cute.

"What are you waiting for kin?" He shakes his head quickly and rushes out with an apologetic look.

So I stand up to go lock the door after pressing the button on my remote to drop the screen so it covers the glass wall which is on my right where I can see all the employees chitchatting and some doing the work.

"What's wrong? Why are you here? And what's with this sad look?" I walk towards the girl who glares at me.

"I am not sad!! Can't you see I am angry!! I am upset!!" She yells right on my face. Which I was not expecting from her.

Woah okay...

Now what? Should I listen to tantrums after getting married . Gosh marriage life sometimes sucks.

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