Mirha felt as if someone was watching her. She turned around and saw Ayaz standing there. She suddenly became nervous.
“Y-you... in my room—” she said, shocked and worried.
Ayaz slowly started taking steps toward her.
“First, you didn't let me enter the house, which wasted a lot of my time. Then you spilled hot tea on my clothes, and now you're crying here and blaming me, when it was actually your fault, Miss Mirha.”
He continued walking forward before finally stopping. Mirha stood there, holding a chair, just a step away from him mirha tightly gripped the chair. Her eyes filled with tears as Ayaz stepped closer. For a moment, she forgot what she wanted to say.
“But I already apologized to you. I didn't spill the tea on purpose. And because of you, Aba scolded me for the first time,” she said while wiping away her tears.
At that moment, the door opened and Mohib entered the room with Soha. As soon as Soha saw Mirha crying, she rushed over and asked what had happened. Mohib took Ayaz outside the room.
“It's nothing,” Mirha replied.
“Something must have happened,” Soha said sympathetically.
Mirha then told Soha the whole story, and Soha listened carefully.
“But Mirha, hot tea spilled on his clothes. Of course he would get angry. Maybe his foot got burned too. And I think he's one of your father's guest, which is why your father got so upset,” Soha explained.
“But it happened by accident. I know it was my mistake, Soha.”
“Okay, stay here. I'll bring you some water from downstairs. After that, we'll go to your father and you can apologize properly, okay?”
“Okay,” Mirha replied with a small smile.
Soha went downstairs to the kitchen and started looking for a glass. She opened the upper cabinet and tried to reach one, but couldn't.
Mohib was passing by the kitchen when he noticed.
“Need some help?”
“No, I can get it myself.”
She tried again but failed. Mohib stepped forward and took down the glass for her.
“No need to thank me. I'm used to helping people,” he said teasingly.
“I wasn't going to thank you anyway.”
She tried to take the glass from his hand, but Mohib pulled it back.
“What's your problem?” she asked, annoyed.
“No problem. But I'll only give you the glass on one condition.”
“What condition?”
“You have to go to dinner with me.”
“In that case, you can keep the glass.”
“Alright, alright, here you go. I was just joking.”
He handed her the glass and started leaving. Then he stopped, looked at her, and said with a grin,
“By the way, you don't look that bad today.”
he walked out of the kitchen.
Soha's heart started beating rapidly, and her cheeks turned pink. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, but whatever it was, she liked it.
“Was that a compliment or an insult?” she wondered.
Soha rolled her eyes, but she couldn't stop the smile that appeared on her face.
As Ayaz left, he glanced at his watch. A coded message flashed briefly on the screen before disappearing after that he got into his car. After driving some distance, he stopped the car and dialed a number.7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0pXe8w6Mch
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