Nawal's POV

It's been few hours since Aadil went to his work and here I am, bored out of my mind. Although I chatted with Aziza and Naushin a while ago, how amazing their mini vacation is going in Bahrain and to top that all, they kept sending the pictures which made me extreme jealous. There is no one to talk with in this house and my boredom level is increasing every second. I am so damn bored that I cleaned mine,Aziza's and Naushin's rooms, cleaned the kitchen and living room even though it was clean. I prayed and read Quran and currently my headphones are plugged in,bobbing my head and lip-syncing Taylor Swift's 'Look What You Made Me Do' while sitting in the living room with no hijab on. Soon I found speakers along the TV and I thought, 'nobody is at home right now. Aadil will be coming at his usual time, so why not enjoy this song in a better way?'

I connected my mobile with the speakers and soon the music blasted through them and I went back to my seat and took a book to read 'Cause like I said, I literally am bored out of my mind.

The song ended and then came my favourite jam, Demi Lovato's 'Really Don't Care'. I was on my legs and danced the way how I like, uncoordinated yet enjoying. The song ended pretty fast and I was pouting as if someone took my favourite candy that was just given to me. But another song came and soon I was dancing without a care in this world.

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Aadil's POV

Work has reached above my head now. Not being able to focus more and the fact Nawal isn't here to help me on my orders, it's really hard to take a break even for ten seconds. I have covered up most of the work but I still have to check the department where they have company record's about the money and if the employees are taking their salary on time and also if someone took money without my permission. I might do that later because even though I don't interact with the people working in my company much, I have made a trust bond where I can easily trust them. For now I have to focus on a meeting which is tomorrow. The business deal we made were coming to the UK to discuss about something I have no clue about.

Currently, I have went through every drawers and shelfs for that file which contains our deal and some other points and still I'm not being able to find. I am near to explode with frustration. I decided to ask Sarah if she knows about it.

"Hey Sarah. Do you know about the file which contains the deal we signed back in Saudi Arabia?"

"I don't exactly know but my guesses are that Nawal knows about it, as she kept that file with her. Are you okay Aadil? You don't look good now."

I smiled a bit for her concern. She never leaves the chance to be my mot-

Don't. Don't go there if you know it's going to hurt like hell. Not now. Just..just don't.

"I'm fine Sarah. It's just, work load is too much now but everything is in control now. Thanks. I better get that file. It made me look like a crazy person looking at every freaking shelf." I muttered that last person but I guess Sarah heard because she was chuckling lowly.

I made my way to Nawal's cabin and then I realized how foolish I am. Entering the cabin with someone's permission? Not good. I decided to call her, but she didn't picked. I was getting bit worried now. She usually picks her phone. What if something happened? Is she okay? I didn't wasted a second and dashed out to my house.

When I came, I quickly got out of my car and made way towards my house. But I noticed or rather heard something. Something is fishy. I slowly and quitely made my way inside the house and the view had me all frozen in my place.

Infront of me is Nawal, dancing to the song, without her head scarf. WITHOUT her head scarf. My mind screamed to look away as I heard it's not good or something like that for female's to be without their scarf infront of men, I don't know. I don't even remember where I read. The view infront of me was just...mesmerising. I never saw her this carefree, in her own bubble ever. She looks so happy and so peaceful. My heart is beating at irregular speed and the fact that only she can do this to me feels...it feels like...there's not even a word to describe. 'Or you don't want to admit.' My mind mocked me back. Either way, I stood in my place and watched her wierd dance. Where is this Nawal? This Nawal, who is enjoying her time without caring about anything. This Nawal, who looks so beautiful right now. I wanted to capture this moment with my eyes as much as possible. This woman right here suffered so much, dealt with so much pain it could make other's cry just by listening, yet she kept her strong facade. She kept going till the end. Never showed this side to anyone where she can be herself. Ya Allah, please give her the happiness of life, she deserves anything but the best for her. All I can say is that, I'm definitely falling for this girl. And I'm falling hard.

It felt sometime later but actually it was one and half hours when she decided to stop her dance session and rest. I quickly got out and went to my car and drove back to the office. My phone started to vibrated and I checked, it was none other than Nawal. Guess she finally checked my missed call.

"Aadi- I mean Mr. Sheikh. Is everything alright? Sorry I didn't checked your caĺl earlier. I was... b-busy doing something. " She stammered at the end. Ofcourse she was busy...dancing to herself. I was smiling at her cute excuse.

"Yes Miss Ibrahim. I need that deal papers which we signed back in Saudi."

"Oh that! Well, they are in my cabin. It's in my table drawer number 2 at right side. Is there anything that you need?"

Yeah. You being that happy. "No, there isn't. Thanks. Will meet later. Bye."

I made my way towards her cabin and saw that her work area is..bit messy than usual. I just shrugged and went to get that file. I then smelled something faintly sweet. As if its....Bakhlava! God, this girl can eat the entire tray and still won't get fat. And because of her I too am addicted to those mini treats.

After getting the file, I spent few minutes in her cabin, obviously thinking about her. It's like she abducted my brain and now all I can think about is her. I remember how tired she was, how nervously she was waiting for Azi to call her. She looked as if she closed her eye even for a second, she will doze off. Without even thinking, I made my way towards her and started to massage her head. I felt she is asleep so I started to take my palms but then as if she was a magician, without opening her eyes, she caught my hand with hers and kept it on her head, indicating to keep of massaging. I was chuckling at her cuteness and continued my massage. I said 'goodnight' before she falls asleep and she somehow replied back. When J was confirmed she is sleeping, I tried to take my hand which was holding her head. If I try to make a slight move, she would turn a bit and then I heard her lowly saying 'please don't go Aadi.' When did she kept a pet name for me? I smiled at the thought that she did something like that. I made my way towards the sofa and kept my distance away from her and slept on the sofa.

I woke up pretty early as I know that wasn't really a good idea.

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Finally, after doing hours of work, I can rest in peace. I had my dinner and me and Nawal are just sitting in living room. Awkward saying would be understatement. There is this wierd tension that neither of us wants to break or talk about. From the inside I was hoping that Nawal didn't caught me watching her. Suddenly her mobile vibrated and saw that Aziza is calling. I thanked her mentally as she is not here, she still managed to break this tension.

We talked for thirty minutes, well mostly her as she described Bahrain. I have visited once during my meeting. It looks pretty good. Aziza then said Nawal to turn off the speaker as we were talking through that, and I thought she might want to say something to Nawal. When she finished talking, Nawal was blushing furiously. What she told that made her the resemblance of a tomato? I guess I won't be getting to know sooner. Then, a genius and evil idea came in my mind. I got up from my seat and it seemed that I am making my way towards my room, but actually I stood behind Nawal and slowly whispered in her ear.

"You should dance more. You looked amazing." And then went from looking a tomato to a beetroot in a second. Chucking loudly, I made my way to my room.

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