《She Was Made For Him✔》chapter 15
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Tooba's p.o.v
My breath hitched looking at the sight in front of me.
Mr. Mafia was sitting on bed in his all glory with a shining blue guitar in his hand.
I stood there on door. He didn't notice me.
He cleared his throat and started moving strings of guitar and as a result a deadly melodious tune echoed in room.
I closed my eyes and let the effect took over me.
He started singing too along with tune.
I folded my hands over my chest and leaned on wall.
Tere bin jeena hai esay
Ye dil dharka na ho jsy
Ye ishq hai kya duniya kooo
Hum smjhaein ksy
Aaa dilon ki rahon ma
Hm kuch esa krjain
Ek dujy se bichrey too
Saans liye bin marjain
O khuda bata dy kya lakiro ma likha
O khuda bata dy kya lakiron ma
Likhaaaaa
Hum ny to..
Hum ny to bs ishq hai kiya...
He was playing guitar but stopped suddenly.
I opened my eyes and found him staring at me.
"What? Why did you stop?"
I moved towards sofa in front of bed.
"Just like that!"
He was about to put his guitar in its cover when I stopped him.
"Why are you putting it back?"
"You must be tired nah? My voice will disturb you. So I am not singing anymore."
He said with a sweet smile.
"What if I want you to sing?"
His moving hands stopped and he looked at me shocked.
"What? Why are you so shocked? I am craziest music lover. I can't get over of music."
He rolled his lips in 'oh'.
"Yeah!"
"Do you sing too?"
He asked me and all my concerts which I used to do with my cousins flashed in my mind.
I smiled and nodded.
"Let's sing together. What say?"
He said with excitement.
"Huh?"
"Yeah why not!"
I said straightening on sofa.
"But I don't know how to play guitar so you will play for you and me too. I will sing only. Agree?"
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"Rajr boss."
He said with smile and cleared his throat. I smiled back.
He started plating tune on guitar.
Chahe ma rahin kahan ma chahe tu na rahe
Tery mery pyar ki omer salamat rahe
Chahe yh zameen yh aasman rahy na rahy
Tery mery pyar ki omer salamat rahe
Ooooo
Dar hai tujhy ma khoo na dun
Mily Jo khuda to bol dun
Ma dou jahan ka kya krn
Tu bataaaa...
Tu Jo mery pas hai
Mujhko na koei pyas hai
Meri mukammal hgi har Duaaa..
Chahe mery jism ma yh Jan rahe na rahe
Tery mery pyar ki omer rahmat rahe
Ooooo
Tery mery pyar ki omer salamat rahe
Tery mery pyar ki omer salamat rahe
He stopped with a tune..
"Yeyyyy!!
I clapped with joy.
He laughed.
"One thing is sure that you are going to sing for me daily. As much as I hate to say but you have quite nice voice but not more than me."
I said rolling my hair strand on my forefinger.
"Should I consider it a compliment?"
"Umm! As you wish."
I said grazing my imaginary beard.
He laughed.
"OK boss!"
"Well you too have breathtaking voice. I truly lost myself in your voice. It would be under statement if I say I am not amazed."
"Ahan! Thank you!"
"So this is the way to complement someone."
"I gave my own ways."
I said raising my head.
"Yeah you and your abnormal ways!"
He said rolling his eyes.
"What did you say?''
I raised my brow.
"Nothing.."
He said calmly.
"You better be!"
He put his guitar in its cover and walked towards cupboard.
"Wait! Was this guitar here?"
He nodded. His back was facing me.
"Then why I didn't see it?"
I said thiñking.
"Because you never set my cupboard."
He said sitting beside me.
"Yeah point!"
I said understanding.
He took his phone out from pocket of his sweat pants and started typing something.
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"WAIT
I shouted on my lungs and his phone flew from his hand in shock.
"What the.."
He said with shock written on his face but I interrupted him.
"Yeah! What the jahunnum is this! Why would I set your cupboard? Don't you have your own hands?"
I said getting over him.
My face was few inches away from his.
I moved his head from right to left and vise versa.
"This can't be true."
He said we continuously moving his head.
I looked at him confused.
"What??"
"Are you mad?"
"No!!"
"You are! Who the heaven shouts this much just to ask this simple thing?"
"Ohh that!"
I said getting back but soon realized what he addressed me with and clenched his collar.
"What did you say? You! You are mad. Not only mad but
Stupid
Mannerless
Brainless
Wild
And most idiotic. Creature on Earth."
Huh! I took a long breath.
I looked at him who was eyeing me with amusement in his eyes.
My eyes soften looking at him and we both burst into laughter.
Another expression took place in his eyes and he stopped laughing.
I realized my sitting position and stood up.
He held my wrist and pulled me towards him.
I stumbled and fell on his lap.
My face collided with his rock chest.
I looked at him and...
I froze...
He froze..
Time froze..
Only time that was flowing was a river of emotions in his eyes.
My hands moved around his neck on their own.
He took duppata off of my head and took my clutchter off of my hair.
My hair spread all over my face.
He tugged hair strands behind my ears.
His one hand went to my back and from other he cupped my face.
Adrenaline was flowing rapidly in my body.
I was feeling butterflies in my stomach.
He was looking into my eyes and I was looking in his brown ones.
He pulled me more into him and our faces were mere inches away. If anyone of us talk then they will surely meet.
His eyes went to my lips then again at my eyes as if asking for permission.
He started to lean at my face and I shut my eyes closed.
Moments later...
When I didn't feel anything coming I opened my eyes and find him starring at me.
He smiled softly and moved his lips to my head and kissed my forehead.
He pulled his hand which was at my back and cupped my face with his both hands and pulled my face towards him and kissed on my head on my hair.
He pulled me into a hug.
I didn't respond but closed my eyes.
Our little moment was disturbed by knocking on door.
I came to my senses and stood up with a jolt of electricity.
He mirrored my action.
"I.. I am going to open it."
He said straitening his shirt. I nodded and ran towards washroom.
I looked at my reflection in washrooms' small mirror.
My face was betroot red.
My heart was punching on my chest.
I remembered our lil intimidating moment and again a smile crept on my lips with a blush.
I can hear haider's voice from the room.
I swear I can't go to him like this or else due to my red cheeks he will tease me till my death.
I can still hear his teasing voice in my head.
"No no.."
I splashed water on my face uncountable times.
When I heard Rehab closing door of room I came out of washroom and went straight to bed and took my pillow and moved towards sofa.
"Actually Haider as asking..."
He was saying something but I ignore him and lied on sofa and hide my face in sheet.
I heard him sigh and then moving towards bed.
I can't face him yarrr!
Ahhh! I am not more of a shy person but now I can't face him with my heart running marathon , my fast breathing and crimson face..
This was the first time I became this intimate with anyone.
Excuse me! He is not anyone but your husband.
"Husband!!"
I smiled and closed my eyes.
Assalam o alikum my Janans!!
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