SIX

Finishing his breakfast Hassan walked towards the study room, just as his father ordered him to. His heart thudded loudly as he neared the door of the study. The sixth sense of his was telling him it was something serious and not some business talk.

Taking a deep breath he knocked the door of the study, waiting for Aaqib Ahwaan to call him which he did, a few seconds later.

He was busy reading some files, when he entered. “Ahem!” He cleared his throat which made him look up. “I need you to sit down before this.” He pointed towards the seat as set his files aside, making him feel nervous.

He gulped as he sat there in front of the mahogany table, tapping the chair, waiting for his father to speak with bated breaths.

And he did.

Just like he had anticipated, his words shook him to the core.

“Hassan I want you to get engaged.” He wasn’t even sure if he heard his father correct. But he couldn’t question him as he was speechless and tongue tied to even utter a single word.

“Hassan!! S