We had our dinner and then he took his leave...
"Get ready by 6 in the evening... I will come to pick you..." he left saying these words to me...
I went back to my room and lie down. I was very tired.. I closed my eyes and soon fall into deep sleep.
Next day, I took my afternoon nap and then thought of preparing for the party when my phone vibrated.. it's almost 4:30 p.m. I checked the time
"Get dressed up by 5... I am coming to pick you.." Yahaan said me..
"What...!! Party is at 7 what we will do getting there so early... and I need time to get ready... and you are giving me only 30 minutes... I just wake up from my afternoon nap..." I said getting annoyed.
"Keep patience... Ms Zumar... you just have to pack your dress and come with me... and I will help you manage everything..." he said..
"You and your arrangements... " I said and hang up the phone..
I washed up and then packed my things for the party and at exact 5 he's at our door...
"Auntie... I think it's time for the afternoon snacks..." he said as soon as he entered.
"Yes, we are waiting for you only.. I already prepared some for you".. My mother gave him fruit juice, kebabs and apple pudding...
"Love you so much Auntie... I was craving for these kebabs for a long time... you have magic in your hands..." he started his flattery...
"Ms Zumar... we are getting late..." he called me while he eat up the snacks...
"I am ready... it's you who can't leave food.." I commented.
"How can I leave something made by Aunt with so much love.. and I can't insult food... like you .." he grabbed one more kebab and then we head on to his car.
"May I know, where are we going... and what are your so called arrangements..." I asked.
"Have patience.. Zumar darling..." he teased and finally we reached to a famous stylist studio...
"Let's style you up..." he took me inside.
"I don't want it..." I said..
"But I don't want you to look ugly... you will look acceptable after some makeup..." he teased.
"Excuse me, for your kind information... I am not ugly...and I am much better than all those girls who que up for you..."
"I don't think so... but today you need to style up... I am taking you as my partner... you need to match my standard.." he never stops his teasing...
Stylist help me arrange my hairs beaufully in half up half down curls as my hairs are quite long and beautiful. She then put light makeup according to my dress and appreciated my beautiful skin... finally I came out, everyone looked at me with appreciation. Yahaan admired me for sometime with appreciation in his eyes..
"Much better than expected... thanks to the stylist, her efforts made you look acceptable... " he said after a long time...and then help me wear my shoes... All the girls in the store looked up at me with admiration and envy. They all were drooling over him for quite a long time.
He was looking great in Black suit with white shirt and light blue tie... He is very good looking even more handsome than Zayden... Most beautiful part of his face was his seductive Hazel eyes with thick long lashes. He owns a well chiseled jawline with light beard... his nose was high and straight giving him a great aura. He was an epitome of beauty in his own way. And in addition his dressing sense was great. But I never praise him because of his narcissism.
"Let's go... we are late.." he hold my hand and took me to the car...
Party just started when we reached the venue... Everyone was dressed up meticulously... This was my first chance to attend the corporate party... I thanked Yahaan in my heart to help me with the dress and the styling... otherwise I would be feeling inferior. I looked at myself and get inside confidently with Yahaan. Everyone looked at us with appreciation and took us as couple.. I ignored their thoughts as this is not for the first time people misunderstood our relationship... I got used to for all these years so it doesn't effect me at all. Party officialy started... higher ups were giving their speeches... people were enjoying.. I had talk with some of my colleagues Yahaan introduced me with some influential people of the corporate world to help me with my career in future..
Now it's the time for the announcement of the selected candidates for the France training. Everyone was eager to know the result... I was not expecting any chance and I was tired so I took a seat in the corner. I was playing with my phone when Yahaan came to me...
"Zumar...!! What are you doing here... they are calling you on stage..."
"Me... why...?" I asked surprisingly...
"Go there... and you will know.." he took me to the stage.
Total of 5 candidates were selected for the training and I was one among them.... I can't believe myself... How could I got this lucky.... Everyone was watching me with admiration. and ofcourse some of them were jealous....
I thanked the management and my colleagues for their help and giving me the opportunity to learn more through this training and then I came down.
My colleagues congrats me...
"Ms Zumar... I don't think now you need to save for your next trip... Company officially sending you for a long trip..." he came to me smiling and gave me a hug...
"I am really very happy for you... " he said.
"I am really very happy Yahaan... thanks for your friendship all these years... My confidence is all because of you... thanks a lot..." I thanked him with my sincere heart...
"If you are really grateful... then invite me for a dinner feast... specially prepared by you... then only I can consider your sincerity..." He came back to his natural self...
"You foodie.... " I smiled and agreed...
Party ended and he dropped me at my home...