Chapter 14

                                    

                                          
Umeed reached the venue earlier than Farjaad. Ubaid has seats reserved for them. She was going to sit but her phone rang, it was Mahi's mom. Umeed scrunched her eyebrows in confusion.
‘Why is auntie calling me?’
She then excused herself and went towards the entrance area to pick up the call. Mehmal's mom spoke.
“Hello. Umeed beta how are you?”
She replied.
“I’m fine auntie alhumdolilah. What about you. How's uncle and Rayyan.”

“They are both fine as well alhumdolilah. Bache Mahi tumhare saath hy?”
Umeed's face was now showing confusion clearly. She replied.
“Nhi auntie woh to office hogi. Actually meri work commitment hy to I'm busy I'll text her to call you?”
“Yeah ok beta thankyou goodbye.”

“Allah Hafiz auntie.”
And then she cut the call.


She was on the way back to the table when she bumped into someone and that person grabbed her by her arms and said.

“Dhayan s-”
Umeed looked up into his brown eyes and then at his outfit. His hands were still grabbing her and both of them were looking into each other's eyes. Farjaad's heart stopped beating. He was dumbstruck, that subtle makeup of hers with those black hair open and caressing his fingers while those eyes. Those big doe eyes. He wanted to drown in them. Umeed kept looking into his eyes that blue shirt of his was hugging his taut muscles in the right places. Her fingers were grabbing onto his biceps as her life depended on it. Those rolled up sleeves and veiny arms weren't helping at all. Both of them were busy admiring or to say lost in each other's eyes that their trance was broken by a click sound. 

Getting away from each other they looked towards the photographer who had a camera in his hands and before they could say anything he said.
“Hi I'm Khubaib. The photographer for tonight. Ubaid sir asked me to take some candid photos. And both of the outfits are matching so yeah. If you mind I'll delete the picture. You can take a look.”

And then he showed the picture in his camera to both of them. Looking into each others eyes grabbing onto one another they looked ethereal. Farjaad smirked a little looking at Umeed's slightly tinted cheeks and cleared his throat while Umeed hurried back towards the table. He said to the photographer.
“Ask Ubaid to send me those. Sub sy pehle. Got it?”
Khubaib nodded and Farjaad patted his shoulder and said.
“Good job.”
Passed him a smile and left. 

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Reaching the table Umeed picked up the glass of water and gulped it down and then was fanning her cheeks when Ubaid's voice echoed.
“Arey Farjaad aa gaya. Come sit there.”
He was now pointing towards the chair beside her and Farjaad smiled and sat before slightly whispering.
“By the way. Blue suits you.”
Ubaid came and sat on the other side of Umeed and they started the dinner. While having dinner Umeed was looking here and there in search of something. Farjaad looked at her and asked.