Chapter 04

Waking up in the morning, when Heer came for breakfast after getting ready, her father asked her in concern after seeing her red nose and moistened eyes, "What happened, Heer? Are you fine?" 

Huffing, she nodded her head, "Yes, dad, just aa—achooo!" she sneezed in the middle, covering her nose, she groaned loudly in utter frustration. Yusuf shook his head slowly and called his man. Just his one word, and a tall and bulky man came behind him, bowing down to him, uttering, "Okay, sir." As he understood what his boss wanted to command him. 

He immediately understood what Yusuf wanted to say, so nodded at him. Once Heer had her breakfast, their family doctor came to check on her. As cold is not a very big disease, so accordingly she prescribed medicine to Heer, but her cold was enough to create a stir in Yusuf's heart. 

He announced that she would stay in the house till she gets well. She was not allowed to go out until she was well cured. For every one of her demands, two maids were posted around her so that she would not face any problem. 

Now who should explain to him that staying at home is the most useless and laziness for her. 

By giving the order, he left for his work and now Heer was in the house, a little angry with her father. She was a little upset with her father because today she had to go out with Emir, but now due to her father's orders, she could not keep her even a single step out of the house. 

It was not that her orders did not work in the house, but no one could even dream of going against Yusuf. Heer was respected by everyone from the heart, but since Yusuf's strict orders were only for the protection of Heer, then not obeying them could be injurious to Heer's health. 

Now she was getting bored sitting in the room. She does not know what to do, but then she remembered that she should tell Emir that she will not be able to meet him today. 

Nodding her head, she grabbed her mobile and called him. Fortunately, he answered, "Heer? How are you now? Uncle said you're not good as you've fever?" 

She rolled her eyes but a smile was dangling on her lips. Her father! He's so caring for her, but too concerned. It's kinda cute. 

"Not a fever, I've just got a cold….You know dad, right?" She uttered, getting up from her bed. The maids near her were just staring at the floor. They had learned that listening to the personal talk of their mistress is a very bad and illiterate manner. 

"Cold!" He chuckled, "....I know, but still, how are you?" 

She nodded her head, saying, "Yeah, I think I'm better after hearing you…." 

A smile crept on his lips as his head lowered, glancing at the ring in his ring finger and remembering the night they put it in each other's fingers. "Really happy to hear that. Hearing your voice, I got a chance to smile." 

Chance to smile? 

She frowned, "Ah, what happened, Emir? Is everything alright?" 

Huffing, he got up from the couch, grabbing his suit and a file, he was about to leave, answering her between them all, "I am going for a very important meeting and praying that everything goes well." 

"What's the point of praying in this, Emir? It's all about your left hand, isn't it? You do not know how many times you have had such meetings and you have not faced any problems at all. You're really a good and talented businessman, Emir." 

"I really appreciate your words, Heer. But there is someone who wants to buy our company and I don't even want to blow it away. So today I am going to meet him with all the papers and I am also a little nervous because he's the CEO of DTL." 

"Okay, I really don't understand but all the best. He can do nothing with you and your work!"

"Thank you, sweetheart. Take care, love." 

"You too." 

She was still confused. She had also heard about DTL services many times from her father's mouth. She knew that it is one of the fastest growing companies in India and has many branches across the world. Because Yusuf praised its CEO many times. He believed that the CEO of this company is really a very talented and the most eligible bachelor businessman, but she never paid any attention to it. 

Art was her world, not business or science. 

On one hand Heer's day was going very hard and boring and on the other hand, Emir had reached DTL. And he had a very bad time there. The owner of DTL services was more clever, intelligent, sharp and smarter than he imagined. He made it clear that he would take a sigh of relief only after buying Emir's company and if he does not sell his company directly to him, then he will get his company put up for an auction along with his house. 

This made Emir very panicked. He got scared because the owner of DTL services had the power to do everything in his hands. Whatever he said, he could have easily done it, but Emir was not one of those idiots who would put the means of earning at his feet and work under his hands. No way! 

He clearly said that no matter what happens, he will not let his company be sold. 

The man smirked and answered, "I achieve whatever I want, no matter what limits I have to cross." 

He threatened him! 

He threatened him in front of his lawyers and his own people! So brave of him! 

"But this time you have to be empty handed because I am not going to sell my company." His smirk never left his handsome face even after hearing Emir's commitment. The man was confident. He knew he'll have it, no matter what! 

"Are you challenging me?" He chuckled sarcastically, "Let's see how badly you will lose. It will be fun, right?" 

He then stepped towards Emir. He was calmly sitting on a comfortable couch, yet he was restless. The man came behind him with his shoe heels sound echoing through the silent room, and noticed Emir's sweat beads on his temples. 

Narrowing his eyes at Emir's state, he muttered, "Seeing your house being sold will give peace to my soul." 

Emir's head snapped towards the man. His emerald eyes were shooting daggers at him. 

"Now this matter will go to court. There I will defeat you in front of everyone and break this pride of yours as well as the faith of every person who sees the dream of becoming like you." Emir gritted his teeth with his every word. 

"Oh really? I'm...I'm….Oh no! What should I say? I'm really not scared…" and he laughed like a madman. The way he emphasized the word 'not' gave Emir's lawyer goosebumps. Emir wasn't scared by his words at all but his words were working for his lawyers a lot. Emir was able to see a different type of disgust in the man's eyes but he didn't decide to let the man possess him, but the way his eyes were shooting daggers at Emir and his lawyers, the lawyers really got goosebumps after hearing him. He meant every single word. He could destroy them with a pinch of his fingers. 

Now after changing all these words, Emir came to his house but still his heart was not calm. Every word that the man said had settled in his veins. 

He had only one suggestion to get out of this, Heer. Seeing her face that he used to get calm, so without wasting a single minute after taking a shower, he called Heer. 

It was eight o'clock in the night at that time so he started thinking whether it is appropriate to call Heer at this time? Well, he dialled the number and was thinking about his own decision of calling her and before he could proceed, she picked up the call and answered the call, "Emir?" 

He was startled but then answered with a sigh, "Yeah, how are you now?" 

"I'm good, what about you? And the reason for calling me now? Is everything okay?" 

"I'm alright, Heer. Just wanted to meet you. So ... .are you—," but he got interrupted when she uttered, "I wish I could, Emir, but now I'm leaving for the hospital to meet Tom, if you don't mind, can we meet in the middle of the way?"

"Sure…" and now he left for her house. Reaching Shah's mansion, he greeted Yusuf and so did Yusuf. He was happy to see him here. Both exchanged some words and then he left with Heer to the hospital. 

From the past few hours, now Emir's mind has calmed down. After all that happened today, he was extremely exhausted. Seeing Heer and hearing her voice was a relief to his suppressed heart. It's a very beautiful feeling, very beautiful. 

"Tom is in the hospital? What happened to him?" He was driving to the hospital. 

"Some people injured him by beating him outside the club. This news came on the news on the part of '70 news in 7 minutes'. At first I could not recognize him but then when his call came, I—," and he interrupted her, "He called you?" 

"Yeah….I don't know why because he couldn't even tell me the reason. His voice was hoarsy and it was difficult for him to utter out any word. I panicked when I heard him… so I'm just going to see him." 

He nodded his head in understanding, full focus on the road. "Well, I was missing you so I called to meet you." 

She smiled, "When do you don't miss me?" 

A soft chuckle left his mouth, shaking his head, he answered, "Of course every time, after all, you're my peace." 

Her smile didn't leave her lips, nor his. It was like his words were like nectar for her. Both of them loved each other's presence and now they both were enjoying it. Oh, the feeling is beautiful and sweet just like the words. 

"Did you eat something?" She asked him. "Yes, mom can't even send me out without feeding me!" Both chuckled with each other. 

In the midst of all this, Heer did not want to disturb the talk of his meeting. She knew that the meeting was the reason for Emir's tension. He has been annoyed since the morning because of that meeting. However, Heer also shared this thing with his father and found out that his father is also surprised that the owner of DTL should keep his eyes on a well-run company. He was confused, why! 

And on the other hand, Heer was also angry with that owner. She was getting very angry that the person was troubling Emir and it was annoying Heer. Of course, she can't see the restless Emir because of a stranger! 

After that, they reached the hospital where she met Tom. His condition was really bad. His right hand was badly fractured. One Of his eyes was swollen and turned blue purplish and his face was covered with many cuts. Urgh! His condition was so terrible and it shook her from the core. Why would someone beat someone so mercilessly! And how can he do it? Didn't he have any pity? His hands should have trembled in the middle! 

Seeing her, he uttered her name, "Heer." A shiver ran down her spine when she saw him calling her with a lot of difficulty in his worst condition, but she managed to answer him, "Tom…." 

Emir also followed her and noticed a tear rolled down to Tom's cheek. "Heer, I'm...I'm re—really s—sorry…" he stuttered badly because of his sore throat. 

"You shouldn't say this at all, Tom. You're not even in a better condition." 

He huffed and closed his eyes, "I should...be sorry." His eyes held tears. 

Heer could not understand what was the mistake of Tom that he was not even allowing himself to lie down peacefully in this condition. Don't know what was the remorse in him that he was yearning for Heer's forgiveness. 

"Tell me….Heer, do—do you...forgive me for….for behaving in—inappropriate with...you?" and she immediately uttered, "I do, Tom…now please don't trouble yourself." She just didn't want to see him in trouble. Who is the person who will find comfort in seeing someone suffer? Only a ruthless scoundrel can have the courage to do this! 

There, Emir was watching everything with utter confusion. He had been noticing this thing from the very beginning. Whenever a boy tried to touch or behave inappropriately with Heer, he would have been lying in the hospital within the 24 hours and begged for forgiveness from Heer. Of course, it wasn't new for Heer and Emir too. 

Were all the boys getting the result of misbehaving with Heer? If yes, then who was that great soul who used to lose the lives of people by beating them ruthlessly and becoming Christ for Heer. 

What's the matter? 

After talking with Tom for some more time, now Heer and Emir leave for their house. On the way, they also told Yusuf that they are still on the way. 

They reached Shah's mansion.

"Bye…" she murmured, glancing at him. He just held her wrist and stopped her. "What?" She asked, turning at him. "I don't want to miss you." 

Turning towards him fully, she answered, "Just wait for some days and you don't have to miss me anymore." 

It was a beautiful reality that still seemed like a dream. Both of them were going to get married in a few days. The families of both had fixed the date and now both had to wait. 

He smiled and leaned closer to her face. She closed her eyes and felt his lips on her forehead. Her lips stretched into a pure smile and he pulled himself away. Opening her eyes, she blinked at him and then left after wishing him.