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"تشخیص بجا ہے کہ ہمیں عشق ہوا ہے

نسخے میں لکھو ان سے ملاقات مسلسل"

(Tashkhees Baja Hai Ke Humian Ishq Huwa Hai

Nuskhay Main Likho In Se Mulakaat Musalsal)

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The whole Dilshad villa was decorated beautifully today, everything was according to Imaan choice which is the complete opposite to her husband's.

But the person responsible for all arrangements just smiled at the fact and do it just to spite her brother.

The food stall had all types of amazing finger food, with perfect catering service, good and friendly decor, and creative arrangements.

But the person behind all this fantastic work was creating havoc in her room because she was fashionably late to the party she arranged.

She arranged everything but got caught up when the catering servers came with the food and Sadia Dilshad Sheikh can ignore anything but never food.

So she likes a good human and the party manager takes her time and gobbles all kinds of finger food and desserts just in the name of tasting.

It took her good 30 minutes because she was savoring the food like it's her last meal and she also didn't notice the guest's arrival.

That's when Safa beghum came with her infamous glare and Sadia sheikh realized her blunder, running to her room to get ready.

But she was again going to get a good scolding and a few Bata chappals from her mother who again and again reminded her to arranged her things before but like always Sadia leave it for the last moment.

Regretting her 'Mama take a chill pill... Ho Jaye ga...,' mantra so much at the moment.

She felt like beating herself but again it will cost her more scolding from her mother.

"Ek Tu koi cheez nahi milti time par... Hurry up Sadi otherwise, mama will grace you with her heeled sandals and it won't be a pleasant meeting,"

She huffed when she yet again can't find her black earrings matched with her dress, her makeup natural because she can't do it to save herself.

She tried applying liner but it turned out horrible and she looked like a panda at the end so she just washes her face and applies red velvet lipstick to match her black chiffon frock with a red dupatta.

She slammed the drawer cursing her best friend as well as her cousin Anabia who promised to help her get ready but still didn't grace her desperate in need friend with her presence.

"Alexa play my song please,"

She rolled her eyes and give order to the machine placed near her study desk because she wanted a moment to relax.

Soon the room was filled with the soft beats and vocals as she smiled and started singing along.

"Main uchiyan uchiyan deewara rakhiyan... Iss dil de chaar chufere... Naale saambh ke rakhni aa... Koi dil te na laa le dere,"

She loved music, she likes the way it soothes a person's soul. She didn't like the rock and pop one, but the more soulful, lyrical one.

She also loves playing instruments because her grandfather teaches her but after his death she stopped, hoping that one day she will again get the determination to play.

"Main uchiyan uchiyan deewara rakhiyan... Iss dil de chaar chufere... Naale saambh ke rakhni aa... Koi dil te na laa le dere... this is so typical... My version should be...Main uchiyan uchiyan deewara rakhiyan... Iss dil de chaar chufere... Naal do current Diya Tara chadiyan... Koi Dil te na laa le dere,"

She giggled at her own words as she feels relaxed and good as she swayed to the music and smiled beautifully unaware of the people standing in the doorway.

They both looked at each other with the same expression and shook their head.

"Yeh humary Bhai ka ghar nahi basne de hi haina api,"

"It seems so... Allah Miyan helps Bhai... Indeed he needs it,"

Both Imaan and Anabia chuckled at their words and looked toward the oblivious girl who was not unaware of their presence but also their brother's feelings for her.

"Sadia Bibi... you want to go to the party you arrange or I called the party here instead,"

Anabia words startled Sadia who looked perplexed for a moment but then turned around to glare at her best friend.

"YOU!! I CALLED YOU ONE HOUR AGO!!! ONE... why did you come now your highness?"

Anabia rolled her eyes at her best friend's exaggeration and moved into the room with Dua behind her while Sadia's glare turned into a beaming smile looking at her Bhabhi.

Imaan Dawood Sheikh looked mesmerizing in her red frock full of golden embroidery with churidar and her waist-length hair open and swaying beautifully.

"Masha Allah... Chasm-e-badoor... haye!!! Why you have to be so beautiful Bhabhi? You should be fined for having this much perfection,"

Imaan chuckled at her sister-in-law's attempt to flirt, another thing the sheikh siblings fight over.

It was an entertaining sight to watch Dawood and Sadia watch fight and argue over complimenting her, and like always Sadia Dilshad Sheikh won every time.

"My charmer... Thank you so much for your compliments but you should get ready... Mama is ready to come and greet you with her sandal,"

Sadia got shocked when she heard it but she again remembers how she wasted yet another 15 precious minutes and groaned.

"It's because of this woman...,"

"Me!!! What did I do now?"

Imaan looked between the best friends who glared at each other equally and mentally face palmed herself.

Sadia narrowed her eyes at her best friend but then control it knowing she still need Anabia makeup skills to attend the party and an angry make-up artist is never friendly for the face.

"You promise that you will come soon and help me... See I can't find my black crystal earrings... My one shoe is missing in action... I tried doing eyeliner but end up looking like a Panda... So help me If I kill you now... Also, mama is practically planning my murder for going MIA,"

"Stop exaggerating you loser... I was coming but then Bhai called me saying he wanted my assistance with an important job,"

Sadia made faces when she heard about the specific person she avoided at all costs.

She cursed him mentally because she can't curse him in front of his sisters aka his biggest supporters.

"Ek Tu yaha zindagi DJ wale Babu Bani hai... Na gaane ache lag rahe hai na nachne main Maza aa Raha hai... Upar se yeh Bagad Billa ji ko sukoon Nahi,"

"Did you say something?"

Sadia bit her tongue but give a sheepish smile to his both suspicious sisters.

"Nothing... Just help me, ladies...,"

"Say the magical words first,"

Sadia narrowed her eyes at her best friend's smug face but then sighed in defeat making Imaan chuckled.

"Please help me, your highness... You are the best make-up artist and I won't repeat it,"

That's enough for Anabia to get to work as she smirked at her best friend who just rolled her eyes.

Anabia guided Sadia to the vanity table and started with applying simple makeup, liner, mascara, and a little blush.

Meanwhile, Imaan started finding Sadia missing accessories and together the sisters get her ready in mere minutes.

She stood up placing her dupatta on her shoulder smiling beautifully at the mirror. She looked pretty in her black chiffon dress with red dupatta unaware of the fact that she matched someone perfectly tonight.

"Thank you bia... I look perfect,"

"You are so self-obsessed bestie,"

"Me And self-obsessed... Nah... I am just saying my thanks to my LORD for making me beautiful for my partner... Kitna khush naseeb hoga wo insan usko hope Miley gi duniya mein bhi aur Jannat main bhi,"

"That he is...,"

Both sisters murmured with smiles adorning their faces as they looked at her reflection admiring the dress in the mirror.

"Chalein Jerry?"

Sadia frowned as she turned around to look at her best friend who looked regal in her black dress and open hair, natural makeup, simple yet effective.

But the smirk on her elegant face and the mischievous glint in her eyes was clear as day.

"What with the name jerry huh?"

Imaan covered her face to control her smile while Anabia still had the mischievous glint in her eyes.

"I mean you called our brother Bagad Billa... You ran away from him all the time... So it made you jerry and him tom... Yeah... Our personal home entertainment,"

She rolled her eyes at her best friend antics, of course, they know about her given nickname to their brother because Sadia always mentioned it whenever she gets the chance.

She just hit Anabia arm who hiss in pain and hit her friend's back. Imaan saw where this will go so intervened at the right moment.

"Ok kids... Let's go before mama came here and personal escort us to the party after a good berating,"

They looked wide eyes at each other and together they shuffled out of the room after looking at their appearance one last time, discussing various things.

They walk down the stairs and moved toward the garden when Imaan spoke up with a curious tone.

"Do you saw the new Turkish drama? Or the new post of the hero... What was his name?"

"Berk atan? Burak Ozcivit? Cagatay Ulusoy?Michele Morrone? Henry Cavill? Or Zayn Malik? Don't get me started on Pakistani actors...,"

Anabia and Imaan laughed at Sadia's enthusiastic response to imaan question.

They crossed the last hallway and Mavis opened the back door taking a step out of the door but turned to question her bestie.

"Don't fangirl over someone else man... What will your future hubby will think Sadi? He sure gets a creepy partner who snoops over handsome men...,"

"Hey!!! I am not creepy... Main husan parast hn... My LORD made many beautiful things in this universe and as his servant, it's my duty to appreciate and praise the beauty... also I didn't just appreciate men... I also praised female celebrities... Like Selena Gomez, mahira khan, sajal Aly, Bano qudsia, Lata Mangeshkar and many more,"

"Oh really... name all your favorite handsome men and beautiful woman then,"

"Give me a month... I will make you a list,"

Sadia winked at her bestie who shook her head with a constant smile on her face.

The trio put their step into the garden when Sadia spoke those words that made them laugh wholeheartedly.

"You... my friend is totally hilarious,"

"I aimed to please your highness,"

Again, a burst of belly laughter emerges in the air from them drawing the attention of many people to them.

But they are oblivious to this attention, enjoying their inside joke that they didn't notice the raging person come toward them.

Sadia was going to step forward when she saw him approaching them and her breath hitched in her throat.

Looking sharp, handsome, and obviously angry in his black three-piece suit and red tie that perfectly match her dress but the visible anger on his face scared her poor soul.

Like a dear caught in headlights, she stood there for a moment but when she saw his long strides closing the distance between them, she does what she always does.

She excuses herself to run away, while the person who was watching her ready to escape scoffed at her attempt.

"Mar Gayi,"

Thinking that he was angry at her she gulped and tried to run away.

She always does this, Do something that a cute little dear did when it saw a hungry lion coming towards them, she ran but Aarish quickly stops her and looked down at her.

"Are you going somewhere, Dia?"

She looked at him with cranked neck while Imaan and Anabia giggles at her being caught.

Dawood and Asher were still glaring at the group of men who ran away a scared moment ago as they stopped just beside him but Aarish Qais Sheikh was too busy to notice.

Sadia gulped at his words and his husky voice reached her ear but she was lost in his intense eyes and prayed to Allah miyan to help her.

''Allah miyan please aj bacha lein... I promise I will stop doing all mischiefs... I will not blackmail Baba, irritate mama and I will try my best to not argue with Bhai... But please es insan se bacha lo... Please,"

She keeps muttering the prayer in her mind testing his patience who was still looking at her while their siblings enjoy the scene.

"I asked something, Dia... Answer me,"

She gulped again and open her mouth but it only increased his blood pressure.

"Wo ... Aarish Bhai...,"

Imaan and Anabia control their growing smiles when they saw Aarish hard stoic facial expressions but the duo behind him just gives a cracking laugh.

"Lo g... Kaam khatam... Saiyaan ban,ne Ka Armaan... Bhaiya ban gya Mera yar,"

"Did you hear anything Asher?"

"Yup!!! It sounds like something broke... Is it glass or our lover boy heart and ego,"

That earned the two grown men who were gossiping like old women two hard elbows to gut from the blazing Aarish Qais Sheikh.

He glared at them, even when they are muttering in a low tone, he can very clearly listen to their nonsense.

He was going to again lecture Sadia about the certain title that burns his soul every time but Imaan spoke up making Sadia sigh in relief.

"Aarish Bhai... How are you? You are looking so handsome Masha Allah,"

Aarish closes his eyes, trying his best to not drag the too oblivious girl to their parents and ask for her hand right now.

He opened his eyes and looked at his sister making Sadia's heart relax because she felt unexplainable things under his intense blue-green eyes.

"I am good guriya... How are you? My princesses are looking beautiful like always... Happy anniversary,"

"Thank you, Bhai...,"

He pulled his beloved sister in a side hug and smiled at Anabia who was under someone else intense eyes but she ignored it like always.

He takes a white envelope from his pocket and hands it to Imaan after kissing her forehead. Sadia smiled at the scene but then look away when he looked toward her.

"What is this Bhai?"

"See for yourself...,"

Dawood moved toward his wife as they eyed the envelope together, dua opened it after her elder brother gives her an encouraging smile.

The shock that covers the couple's face made Aarish and Asher smile while the other besties just look curious.

"What is it api?"

Imaan muttered something inaudible in response to Anabia question but Dawood shook his head and looked at Aarish.

"Bhai it's too much... We can't take it...,"

"What is it? Someone tell me now,"

Anabia can't take the suspense anymore and snatch the envelope from Dawood's hand and read it out loud.

"Three weeks fully paid tour of Europe with a guided tour and best suite... Oh my Allah miyan...,"

Ignoring two squealing grown women Aarish turned toward the couple and spoke sternly.

"It's Non-refundable Dawood... Either you go and enjoy or throw those away... The choice is yours,"

Before Dawood can say anything, Asher moved toward Imaan and patted her head while his face was radiant by his charming smile.

"It's ok... If you don't want to go Dawood give me the tickets... I promise to give the best your to Imaan... What do you say sista?"

Imaan chuckled knowing that Asher was using his famous reverse psychology and its work perfectly when Dawood narrowed his eyes at him, snatching the tickets from Anabia hand.

"No thank you... I can take care of my wife... Don't use your charms on my wife... Thank you, Bhai... We will definitely go... Let's go beghum... We have some guests to attend...,"

With that Dawood dragged his grinning wife away from a smirking Asher who then turned his attention to the other two ladies.

"How are you Sadia?"

"Good... How are you? Did you try the special finger food? I personally try it and approved it... You should too... It's amazing,"

Aarish raised his eyebrows at the girl who was never this talkative with him and barely speaks monosyllables in his presence.

It spoils his mood further and he glared at his best friend planning many ways to strangle him.

Asher chuckled at the bubbly girl and her cuteness but then his eyes clashed with the steely gaze, similar to his friend but having much more emotions.

He bit his lip and spoke in a deep voice that sends a shiver down the girl's spine but she still acts passively.

"How are you bia? You look beautiful as always,"

"It's Anabia... and thank you... Not everyone can maintain their standard... People just go lower and lower each time you see them... Right,"

He chuckled when he heard her sass, this girl will burn him one day and he will be glad to burn for her.

"Always the sassy one...,"

"Always the irritating one,"

Aarish ignored the arguing duo, it's their live motto, degrade each other.

He turned his attention to the girl who was yet again trying to escape.

He sighed and moved toward her that startled the girl who was acting like a ninja spy.

"Where do you think you are going?"

She looked at him like prey looking at its death and gulped but give a sheepish smile that fades looking at his blank face.

"Wo mama bula rahi hai... Apko awaaz Nahi ayi... Kaise aye gi... Buddhy Jo ho Gaye hai... I heard with age your senses fade...,"

"what do you say?"

Sadia stop mid-sentence when she realized the blunder she has done in her nervousness and bit her tongue, cursing herself for the slip of her tongue.

Aarish narrowed his eyes at her like his heart was content with this meeting, having her this close was a peaceful moment for him.

"I mean... Wo main bol rahi thi ke music bohat loud hai... Yeah... Yeah, the music is so loud... Apko esi liye awaaz Nahi ayi... Nahi Tu abhi apki Umar hi kya hai... abhi Tu ap jawaan hai... I mean... Wo... Main music kaam krwati hn... come bia... Mama is calling us,"

With that, she grabbed Anabia arm and dashed away before she blabber much nonsense in front of him.

"Pagal larki...,"

He chuckled silently as he saw her dashing away from him but he knew that this is just temporary because one day she will only come toward him, not run away from him.

His nightdreaming was disturbed by his best friend's comment that made him glared at him.

"I have a few lines prepared to charm girls... Do you think I can test them on Bia?"

"Not my sister you idiot... Try them on someone else,"

"What about Sadia?"

Aarish glare was enough to kill Asher and put him 6 feet under as he quickly realized his mistake and put his hand in surrender.

"Ok... Ok totally understood... Not your girl too... My bad...,"

"Idiot...,"