11. Someone, Who Will Not Judge Her

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Saif's Pov:

We all sat but....
Amaan and Rabia keep standing.
Both their faces are worth to see.
Bro zoned out.
I prevent myself from chuckling.
They both are shocked as hell.
He looked at Mahi with a shocked face.
She maintain a good eye contact with him and smile.
Since he came here, she's trying her best to avoid him.
She didn't even looked at his face.
And about Rabia, she also looked at her but Mahi didn't even spare a glance.
"Why are you both standing? Sit down." Mahira said.
They both sat down but now their hugging, kissing, cuddling session end.
Now, Amaan is looking at me with a questioning look.
I am trying my best not to smirk.
He is my friend but he always show off about his things and money.
His this behaviour always irks me.
And one more speciality is there in him he loves to tease others.
I mean in college he do pull other's girlfriends with his look and money and then he used to tease those guys.
But, fate played well.
Now the turn is yours to get teased by me.

Mahi's Pov:

After getting ready we get in the car. None of us utter a word.
I don't want to go there. I am not ready to face Amaan or maybe Rabia will be there too.
We reached there after few minutes.
Rafay bhai welcomed us.
As I head inside Amaan's friends, his brother and others are already there.
But thanks to God Amaan is not here.
Seeing us Irfan came and sat beside us. Then he asked "how are you both?"
Saif answered him, but I didn't.
They all know about his plan.
They all play their role in his cheap act.
I don't wanted to talk to him.
So, I just lowered my head and continued playing with the key-chain which is connected to my hand bag.

While they are chatting, the bell rang again. Irfan got up to open the door.
I can see from the corner of my eyes Saif is looking towards the door.
But I didn't lift my head.
Then I heard someone laughing.
This voice
I know this voice very well.
It's Rabia.
By hearing the voice I lift my head up to confirm and yes it's her and Amaan.
I again lowered my head.
Now they'll come and sat infront of me, I thought
And as I thought they came and sat infront of me.
I know, now they'll act all lovey dovey to hurt me.
And yes they are right. It's kinda hurting me but I am trying my best to avoid them.
When they see I am not looking at them. Amaan starts calling Rabia with nicknames and in response Rabia said that she loves it when he call her with those names.
Tears filled in my eyes.
I know they are mocking me as I don't like being called by those names.
I somehow control my tears and prevent them from falling.
Whole time I kept my head low.
Then a servant came and asked us all about tea and all.
She asked me too before I can say anything Rabia answered that I love blonde coffee with high sugar.

Being honest I am hating Rabia more than Amaan.
He is a cheater for sure but he didn't cheat me with some outsider.
He cheated on me with my own best friend.
What kind of friend she is!

Without looking at her I answered that I want a black coffee with no sugar.
Hearing me Rabia said "But you don't like bitter coffee"
Bitter?
Huh!
Your friendship is bitterest.
That bitter coffee will not do anything much to my taste buds.
I already tasted bitterest things in last two days.
Rafay bhai came with his girlfriend and was introducing her to everybody.
She told us her name is Zaara.
After Rabia introduced herself as Amaan's girlfriend Zaara Aapi turned towards me and ask me, who I am?
I honestly don't know what happened.
From where this confidence came,
I introduced myself as "Mrs Mahi Saif Pasha."
I mean why not?
When Rabia can introduce herself as Amaan's girlfriend why can I not introduce myself as Saif's wife.
We are legally married.
After chatting for a while, Zaara Appi took us girls for a tour around.
While boys are with Rafay bhai.
There's a balcony, I got inside it and was looking at the view.
As the flat is on 19th floor.
The city is looking beautiful from here.
There's a park with a fountain in the middle and children were playing.

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