I was on my way to home to get some documents which Aryan forgot to bring to the office. I hate him when he act careless and now, leaving all the works behind,he went to flirt with his girlfriend who doesn't give a shit about him.
I reduced the speed noticing the red signal and press the break near the pedestrian crossing line. There were so many student crossing the road as there was a college.
Tapping my fingers on the steering wheel I waited impatiently because, I hate waiting. My fingers stopped tapping in the air when I saw her crossing the road with her friends. Finally I get the chance to see her again. She was in a baby pink shalwar and a hijab which is double shade darker than that covering her head. She was clutching on of her friend's hand tightly while crossing the road. It's seems like she is afraid to cross the road.
Crossing the road, she went to the cafe which was in opposite side of that college. Vehicle's honking sound brought me back to reality as it was already showing green signal but I am sill wondering the place where she went.
Forgetting the documents I parked the car near that cafe. Something inside me triggers me to see her again. I want to see her eyes. Just to see what color it is. I want to get more of her face.
I entered the cafe and searched for her and found her in the corner table sitting with two of her friends. Her friends are talking to her and she's just listening to them nodding her head. Her face was little upset. I can sense that.
I suddenly got the urge to break their head whoever made her upset. Realizing an empty table beside hers, I made my way to there and sat across her where she is fully visible to me.
I ordered an espresso while she was having a strawberry milkshake which is I am allergic. I sat there observing her sipping my espresso. I am not a person who go to cafe to drink a dump espresso but what she made me to do that to see her.
Her friend mistakenly spilled her ice latte on her dress as she hurried to the washroom. I know what I am planning to do is very risky that if any persons who know me sees me like this here. It will be the head news of the day. But I am ready to take this risk as I want to see her eyes badly.
I followed her and saw her entering the washroom. I look around me, to find a isolated space and there was a room written store room. I checked inside and it was empty. I waited for her to come and without making me wait, she came out of the washroom wiping her dress with a cloth.
The next moment I pulled her inside the store room and close the door. She was shocked and scared at the same time, because of my sudden act. She was about to shout but before that I placed my rough hand on her soft lips. She held my hand which is on her lips to remove it but I held the nape of her neck over her hijab with my other hand to shut her mouth more tightly. She was struggling and blinking continuously looking my hand on her mouth.
" I will take my hand back, only if you promise me to not to shout." Hearing my words she nodded her head. "If you shout you will face the consequence" saying that I Withdrew my hand both from her neck and mouth.
The next moment she was running to the door and before her hand reach the door knob I yanked her and slam against the door. Placing my both hands each side of her head I caged her between me and stepped closer to her. She covered her chest with both hands to avoid my body touching hers.
"Who are you? Step away from me and let me go"
For the second time I heard her honey like voice. She couldn't speak properly. She was stuttering and was fluttering her eyes continuously.
"Stop blinking so much, I just want to see them for once" hearing what I just said she looked up at me confused.
And there I saw what I longed to see for days. Her ocean blue eyes were like the depths of the sea, shimmering with a vibrant intensity that captivated anyone who dared to gaze into them.
They held the depth that seemed to pull you in, inviting you to explore the mysteries of her thoughts and dreams. It was little glassy because of the tears which were ready fall.
"Magnificent" the word left my mouth in the admiration of the beauty of her eyes.
"Let me go before I call the police" she warned me ready to escape.
I rose my one eyebrow hearing her threatening.
But decided to let her go not because for police but now I can sleep in peace after seeing her.
"Leaving you, for now" saying I let her go. She was confused hearing what I said but without a word she dashed out of the room leaving me behind in astonishment.
It was 8 in night, still at my office staring the file which is on the table which Afzal just brought here now after ordered him to get the details of her. But something inside me stopping from me to open it. Afzal's face showed little shock when I gave him the task because he is fully aware that I am not into woman yet he did what I asked for him to do. She was not in the cafe when I came from the store room. Realizing that, I just left from there without further delay.
I must take a shower to calm my nerves. I left the office with the file which contains details about her.
Aryan was out of the country to deal some business matters. Aryan is an orphan and he is my best friend since my childhood. He joined me in my business as well as with my other illegal business. He stays with me here from the day I moved out to my new mansion.
After the shower, wearing my black v neck t shirt with sweatpants I went to the balcony with lighting a cigarette in one hand and her file in other hand.
The full moon was shining brightly in the sky. The cool breeze of the night gave a relaxing feeling to my body.
Smoking a big puff of my cigarette I opened the file and saw her passport size photo which printed in the paper. She was looking stunning in that. A small smile was tugged on her lips.
I read her other details. Name Shafiyya Sulaiman. Her name rolled flawlessly on my tongue. Age 22 a law student at Victory higher education campus. Dad is a lecturer and her mom is a house wife. Has a little brother, name Shahil has Down syndrome. Marital status - Engagement date has fixed.
Seeing that she's already going to engage with someone made my blood boil. I felt disturbed and restless. I don't know why I am feeling this way, May be I am attracted to her or it's something more stronger than that but, I can't think that someone is going to be in her life soon, but that's not me.
I will not let that happen. I want her all by my self.
To be continued •••