He was seated relaxingly on the revolving chair in front of a king-size table in his office. His eyes were fixed on the screen of the laptop placed in front of him on the table.
His fine fingers were running speedily on the keyboard of his laptop. When on the sound of the click, his gaze diverted from the screen and he abruptly gazed at the door. A smile crept on his face after seeing the person entering his office. "Wow.... what a pleasant surprise." As Ayaan entered, he took him in his tight embrace and then walked towards to the three seated sofas, making him sit there. "Now speak, what's up buddy?" "You forgot us. Mama was missing you." Ayaan complained to him firsthand. "So sorry, you know that I am opening a new branch of my office so I am so busy there. I will soon visit. Ok now tell me, what will you take, coffee or a cold drink?" He asked happily. "Tea will be better." After Ayaan said he ordered the tea on the intercom and then turned himself completely towards Ayaan, asking him. "Now tell me, how are uncle and aunt? Did Hina come? And how is your hospital going on?" "Yeah...mom and dad are perfectly fine....mom is really missing you. And Hina will come in a few days. Her exams are going on....and the hospital is working perfectly. Today there was no emergency so I thought let's meet Sikandar, the great." On Ayaan's detail answer, a chuckle left out his mouth. Meanwhile, his office boy came with tea and some refreshment. He gestured to the office boy to go out as he himself started making tea. "Why don't you listen to what I told you? Why are you punishing yourself? I always want to see you laughing like that." He was serving the tea to Ayaan when the solemn voice of Ayaan reached his ear. And instantly, cheerful smile from his face wiped. "You didn't answer me to what I told you?" The prolonged silence between them was finally broken by the voice of Ayaan. "You know that I don't answer useless questions." Sikandar, who was staring at some unknown point in the air, heaved a long sigh and sat in a comfortable style. "It's not something useless, and...." "If it's not useless, then what is it? When you know this really well that I....." "Yes, yes yes ...... I know that there is no place for a woman in the life of Mr. Sikandar Shah. He hates women. He considers her the shoe of his feet or maybe he considers her very cheap then this..... because he himself was....." "Shut up, just SHUT UP....." On the roaring of Sikandar, it felt as if the whole office trembled. He was clenching his fists in rage and his eyes were bloodshot red as if he wants to burn this world and turn it into ashes. "Sikandar...." Ayaan tried to put his hand on his shoulder, but before that he picked up the precious crystal decoration piece from the table and threw it on the wall where the LED was placed. After his hitting, everything turned into small pieces of shreds. Ayaan instantly got scared and moved back from him. Because he is well aware of his craziness. But after hitting, Sikandar rage was still not subsided. Then he picked up the keys of his car and crossing the door of his office, he dashed out while leaving astonished Ayaan behind. Ayaan was worried and pacing back and forth in his office because unwillingly he again erupted the fire that has long been subsided. He again became the cause of his worry. Because he is well aware of his sadness and his grief. His eyes went to the mobile of Sikandar. Leaving his mobile here on the table, he picked up his mobile and put it in the pocket of his coat. And then he walked out of his office.Her mother was cooking in the kitchen when with a knock on the door she came out to the door. The door was knocked again. "Coming. Wait a little." "Hi, Mom." As she opened the door, Biya entered greeting her mother. "My Biya came." "Yes, Mom....how is Papa? She came to the lounge and dropped her dupatta aside while asking her mother, who bring the water for her. "He is feeling good now." "Mama, let me meet Papa then I will make lunch." Taking off her shoes, scarf, and bag she said, gazing at her mother adoringly. "No, you go and sit with your papa. You are tired. I myself will see the kitchen." Nodding her head, she walked towards her father's room. "How are you, papa?" Her father, who was lying straightly on the bed with his arm in his eyes, slide down his arm as he listened to the voice of Biya. "I'm good, my daughter." With a smile on his face, he looked at Biya who was leaning on him and dropping a kiss on his forehead. She then sat with him closely and took his both han
Roaming in his car till midnight, he finally turned his car in the direction of his house. The inside of the car was filled with smoke which was indicating his constant smoking. Finally, his car stopped in front of a huge gate. He puts his hand on the horn and then forgets to slide it down. The gate was immediately opened. After passing through a long driveway, he stopped his car on the porch with another car. "Fazal...." He came out of the car, shutting harshly the door of his car and called Fazal. "Yes, master." With a bowed head, the servant quickly stood in front of him obediently. "Where were you dying? Since long I was giving you horns...." He yelled at him. "Master I.... I quickly opened the gate....." But before that Fazal can complete his saying, he fell on the floor with the impact of a high slap. "Are you reciprocating in front of me....till now no one dares to use his tongue in front of Sikandar Shah...." On his roaring, all servants left their respective works and
Biya is a unique and straightforward girl and a bit fiery. Her fierceness is for those who trie to be outspoken with her or lure her to themselves for no reason. By nature, she is a soft-hearted girl and according to her mother, she is badly caught by the germs of her kindness which made her help every troubled person. And in her that act of help, she forget about the loss she has to take on herself. Her mother is always afraid because of her habit, she quickly became angry. According to her mother, girls should be patient and calm by nature. While her father always supports her because her father knows that Biya doesn't become angry for no reason. While, on the other side there is a tall, handsome, and good-looking man Sikandar Shah. His killer dressing always intensifies his personality. He is well aware of his dashing look. That's why there is always an indication of arrogance in his gait. While walking in a style he seems more like a prince of the state. His facial look a
"Biya..... where is Biya?..... Biya " Her father came out, asking her mother in restlessness. Biya's mother, who was washing clothes with her daughter Haya, ran to him listening to his desperate voice. After searching Biya in her room and when he couldn't find her there, he came out and now was sitting in the drawing room. "What happened Zaman....?" "What happened, papa...?" They both also got tense, seeing his nervous condition. "Where is Biya? Why she didn't come yet? See it's quite late now.... I myself will have to go to see her...." In a state of agitation, her father was now roaming in the lounge, staring at the time every now and then. He then walks towards the gate, but before that he opens the door, Biya opened it and came inside. Looking at three of them standing near the gate, she moved forward. "Is everything alright? Why are you all standing here.....?" "Where were you? Why have you got late? Your mobile was also switched off..... I was so restless...." He d
"Haya... make a cup of tea for me. My head is aching." Biya, who was sitting on the stairs writing her assignment, startled and looked up at her father. He was ignoring her and calling Haya for tea. In fact, he just likes the tea made by Biya. A deep pain arose in her heart. "Ok papa, I am making." Haya was tutoring some neighbor children when she got up. "Haya, you teach children, I will make tea." Haya was about to get up when Biya told her and quickly went to the kitchen. "Thank you, aapi (Sister). Children, quickly finish your work." "Come in." As he gave her permission, she came inside and find her father sitting on the chair. His head was resting on the back of the chair and his eyes were closed while he was rubbing his forehead. "Papa." Biya put her hand on his forehead, and he felt a wave of relief run down his soul. "Biya..." Her father took her hand down from his forehead, then she forwarded a tablet and glass of water in front of him. "Papa tablet." Zama
"I will not leave you. When you have your daughter, I will snatch her.... I will snatch her..... I will snatch her.... I will snatch her...." "Biya..." Zaman, who was in deep sleep, got up with a jerk, shouting his daughter name. While on the other side, his sleeping wife also got up. "What happened, Zaman? Are you fine?" His wife switched on the lamp and gave him the glass of water. "Yes, I am fine. I just saw a bad dream. B.... Biya where is Biya? I... I mean did children sleep?" He asked in a stuttering voice. "Yes, they slept long ago. It's four o clock now. Only a few hours are in the morning." She said, glancing at the watch. "Zaman, what did you saw in the dream? I heard whoever sees a dream at that time turns out true. I am scared...." "No, it will not happen." Before that she expresses her fear more, Zaman cut her off and said immediately. "Nothing is going to happen. Don't worry. It was just a dream. It made me scared behind my closed eyes, but it can't ma
Biya was coming out of the washroom and in her carelessness, she didn't pay heed and went towards the family hall. But someone came in front of her and she ended up bumping with him very badly. She fell on the floor and held her head in her hands as she winced in pain. It felt to her as if her head was hit by something like a stone and it was broken. Her vision becomes blurry and everything seems dark to her. Sikandar Shah, who was wearing a branded three-piece suit with branded tie, expensive shoes on his feet, an imported expensive watch on his wrist, gel-applied hair, covering his eyes with expensive goggles, and holding an expensive iPhone closer to his ear, listening to an important call and walking with his stylish and arrogant style while entering the restaurant when after collision with someone his mobile slipped from his hand and fell very far from him. "What nonsense...." He burst into anger and looked at the one, who bumped with him. Biya came to her senses and after s
For a long time, Ayaan was trying the Sikandar number, but he found it switched off every time. Then he has to call Farid. "Yes sir." "Farid, are you with Sikandar? Let me talk with him. His phone is coming off." He asked hastily and Farid started telling him everything in detail. While Ayaan felt that the ground slipped under his feet. Without informing anyone in the home, he went to the Shah palace. "Farid, where is Sikandar?" Ayaan came inside in running. He found Farid standing in the lounge with a tense face. "Sir ....he Shah sir....." "What happened to Shah? Where is he?" After not finding Sikandar in his room, he asked again, running back to Farid. Farid can sense the apparent restlessness for Sikandar in his demeanor. "Sir he." "What he....speak up." Ayaan instantly roared at him. Farid getting scared, uttered quickly. "Sir...sir is upstairs....." "What?" Without listening to what further he is saying, he hurriedly climbed upstairs by climbing two stairs at a
After five yearsIt was Sunday today. Because everyone staying at home today, all the members of the Shah mansion and Ayaan villa were present in the Red Palace. They all were sitting there in a big lounge.While drinking tea, they all were chatting with each other. Sikandar Shah also just reached the Red Palace now while Biya was also staying there for the last two days with Ayaan and Rami. After meeting everyone, Sikandar Shah went to his room to freshen up, Biya also came behind him.After getting fresh, Sikandar Shah came to the room wearing a loose shirt and trousers. His face lit with a smile as he saw Biya there."How are you?" Biya asked, coming near him. With her hands, she was buttoning his shirt. "Hmm…. after seeing my princess, now I am totally fresh." Pulling her to himself, Sikandar Shah kissed her on both cheeks. Despite living together for the last five years, Biya was the same as before. Still, she was the same innocent barbie of Sikandar Shah. In these five years,
After smooching Kabir Shah tightly on his cheek, Sikandar Shah put him down. He came near her, wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her to himself."Right, so the issue is all about tying sarhi. Then no problem, my love this man is under your command. With the snap of my fingers, I will wear you sarhi." Sikandar Shah leaned over her face and very beautifully he presented the solution to her issue."What do you mean? You…before me, to how many girls you have worn the sarhi that you know how to tie it?" Biya asked him, looking with suspicious eyes at him. Sikandar Shah tried hard to control his smiling. "Hmm…. I have to think about it. Yes, I remembered, it's not much. It was just one or two times when I helped Anie in wearing …." Sikandar Shah was reminded of the memory of when Ayaan used to tease him about Anie who according to Ayaan was crazy for him. She used to roam around him everywhere."Shah…. you are very bad." Noticing the naughtiness in Sikandar Shah's eyes, Biya st
The marriage of Ayaan and Rami also reached to its conclusion. Sikandar Shah and Biya were still staying in Red Palace. While Zaniya, despite everyone's strong persistence, went back to the Shah mansion on the very next day of Sikandar Shah's mansion.After the marriage, as invitations and meetups with people became lowered, then Sikandar Shah and Biya also started getting ready to go back to the Shah mansion. Everyone wishes they stay here.But Sikandar Shah decided to stay with his mother. He never wants to leave his mother alone. But he promised them he will spend every weekend in the Red Palace.Everyone was happy with Sikandar Shah this decision that he will surely spend his time in the red palace here. Everyone got so used to little Kabir Shah that they all were departing him with teary eyes. Because of their love, Biya also cried in separation from them.After meeting everyone, she was departed from the red palace under the blessings of all of them. On their going back, they wer
Hina proved her saying right. Sikandar Shah used to come every day to Ayaan villa but Hina didn't let him come closer or roam around anywhere near Biya.Kabir Shah used to be with Sikandar Shah. In the presence of Sikandar Shah, Biya was kept locked in the room. Everyone was enjoying the way Hina was strictly guarding it.Biya was also fully partnering with Hina in annoying Sikandar Shah. Whenever Sikandar Shah called or messaged Biya, Biya used to become Hina taking his proper class.Sikandar Shah was getting really irritated by all this situation. He understood Biya was deliberately doing all this to make him jealous. She was watching and enjoying his helpless state.He was in search of an opportunity to meet with Biya, but in the presence of Hina, it just remained his dream to meet her. Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and no one knew it. But for Sikandar Shah these three days weren't less than a testing period of his patience. Today was their reception ceremony. Sikanda
"Sir, someone is here to meet you." He was sitting in his office checking emails on his laptop when he received the message on the intercom."Who is it?" Sikandar Shah asked him in his busy voice. "Sir, I asked but he isn't telling me his name.""Ok, send him." After letting him allow as Sikandar Shah put down the intercom, a knock on the door happened."Yes…." On his permission, as she saw the person coming inside his room, his eyes went wide in astonishment and disbelief. He instantly stood up from his chair."Sh…Shah…Sikandar Shah…" Taking small steps, Mr Shah Hayat came in front of him. "Why did you come here?" Creating some distance, Sikandar Shah asked in his cold voice. Despite willingly, he can't make his voice harsh and rude."My son, Sikandar Shah….""You aren't my father." He said in a stubborn voice and turned his face. A wave of pain arose in the heart of Shah Hayat."I…I am not asking you to give me this right. Because I am not worthy of this right anymore." Shah Hayat
As she stepped into the room, her eyes spotted Sikandar Shah who was pacing in the room and little Kabir was crying and throwing his hands and feet in his arms. Sikandar Shah was walking back and forth to try to silence him. As he turned around, he saw Biya coming into his room. A smile immediately appeared on his face."Welcome madam…. Wow, today big people are lighting my room with their appearance." Sikandar Shah walked towards her.With fire-burning eyes, Biya glared at him and snatched her squirming baby from his arms by putting him closer to her chest. Her face was red because of the extremeness of anger."My son…. my life…." Keeping him closer to herself, she was swinging him slightly as she sat on the sofa. Most probably the baby was crying badly because of hunger. As Biya feeds him, he becomes silent. Sikandar Shah was leaning back against the crown of the bed looking at her coaxing and feeding her son."By the way, the prince is the same as you in his acts. Ufff, he makes s
After coming to the Shah mansion, she clenched her son in her arms and kissed him crazily from head to toe. She hid him in her chest and burst into crying. When Zaniya consoled her, again she scattered more. Maybe the little prince didn't like his mother crying that's why he started crying and wailing at the top of his lungs.As Biya feed him, he slept. Biya lay him on the bed. Zaniya forcefully made her eat food, and after giving her medicine, she left her room so she could take a rest. Her head was bursting with pain while her body was aching with fever. She really needs a sound sleep. She lay beside her son on the bed and closed her eyes. She was staying in her room. The room in which she used to live priorly.************In the evening, Sikandar Shah came back home. After getting fresh, he sat with his mother to drink tea in the lounge. After gossiping with her for a good amount of time, he stood up and walked towards the room of Biya.Zaniya strictly reprimanded him for not a
Since the time Biya came back from the hospital she was lying straight on the bed, staring at the roof without blinking her eyes. Because of crying incessantly her eyelids become puffy. Her heart was bursting. Yet she didn't properly keep her son closer to her chest to feel him in himself when that cruel man snatched him, taking him away from her. Day has turned into night but she didn't budge a little from the position she was lying. As she put her hand on her belly, a sob escaped from her mouth. Tears were flowing in a row from her eyes down her cheeks. Haya and her mother tried a lot to make her eat something but still, she didn't let herself sip a single drop of water. With helpless eyes, Haya looked at her sister and went to the room of her father who was also yearning in the pain of his daughter.Her mother couldn't see her miserable condition. She came near her, sitting on the bed with her. She put her head in her lap."Biya, my daughter, eat something. Please eat something
Since afternoon, Biya wasn't feeling well. Restlessness was running through her whole body. Her mother was well aware of her condition. So many times she told her to go to the hospital, but she declined to go there. She was pacing here and there in the house to try to lower the intensity of the pain. Because of walking too much, her feet were aching, so she came to her room. "Mama…" Her mother sat near her. She was constantly rubbing her hands and feet."Biya, my dear for God's sake, leave this stubbornness and let's go to the hospital. Otherwise, right now I am calling Sikandar Shah to come here." "Mama….. I don't want to go now…" On Biya constantly answering this one thing, her mother gazed at her stubborn daughter with a helpless look. The afternoon has turned into night, but her condition hasn't changed a little yet. She was squirming in pain. Her mobile, which was near her, was constantly ringing. While, on the other side, the rage of Sikandar Shah soared to the seventh sky.