Chapter 31

"A..ayaan?" She asked surprisedly. Small tremors leaving her form. "Yes, how do you know him?" "I don't know any Ayyan," she abruptly said stepping back from him. He cocked his brow at her, "Don't lie," "Please, I really don't know any Ayyan," "But I saw him coming out of this room," Her face turned yellow but she immediately drunk in the fear. She needed to remain steadfast. "What are you trying to say?" She contended. "You know him or not?" He reiterated, ignoring the sharp turn her tone had grasped. "Dekhain," she rose her shaking finger and pointed it towards him, "aap....ap meray kirdaar pey ungli utha rhain hein," (You are doubting my character) Moosa squinted his eyes while looking towards her and then gave her a nod. "Come here," he demanded and she froze for a second before coming towards him. As she stood near him, he widened his arms and engulfed her in a hug. His fingers hurriedly moved and pushed her hair aside before placing his face in her neck, giving a sloppy kiss ther