“Dinner is served" Adil heard his brother's voice shouting enough for everyone to hear. Wiping his hair with the towel, throwing it on his bed he went downstairs and his feet halted, listening to someone laughing wholeheartedly with his father. A frown appeared on his forehead thinking of the guest who came suddenly and how come his mother didn't informed him beforehand.

"Asma, you should try some paneer" Adil heard his mother's voice and his breathe skipped hearing the name. He looked at the girl but her face was covered with hair. Hoping that it
shouldn't be his student he went towards the table calming his heart.

Pulling the chair, he greeted his brother with a smile, his mother with a peck on her forehead. He sat on the chair filling some rice on his plate. Adil didn't understand what's wrong with the girl, because she was covering her face with her hair.

"Asma meet my brother, Adil" Shehry introduced both of them, his hand lightly resting on her shoulder which made her look at him. Gulping the food with very difficulty she looked at him while Adil coughed choking on the water, looking at her.

"Hello" She heard her greeting him with a small smile and cursing herself that why wasn't she able to recognise the couple from the restaurant. Reminding herself to eat more almonds, she hit her head with her hand chewing the food nervously.

Seeing her lost in another world, Adil remained quiet thinking of how she landed in his home directly without any connection. He wasn't able to figure out how they were friends. Were they friends before or did she blackmail him? But blackmailing him for what? His thoughts came to halt when he heard his father's voice.

"Shehry, How many times should I tell you to behave properly? Why do you always get into fights at college?" Shahab scolded his son getting information from the Dean of the
university on how the football match turned into a fight resulting in a suspension of 15 days. He looked at Adil for help from the corner of his eye, before Adil can do something he heard her voice.

"Uncle, you need to relax. I can see wrinkles on your face because of anger which isn't good for the face. You should keep smiling, that way you will always look handsome" Asma replied looking at him earnestly which almost melted Shahab's anger and he was smitten with the praises from a young girl.

Involuntarily a smile crept on his lips, patting her head lightly they continued eating meanwhile talking about the dishes. Adil looked at his brother who was controlling his smile by biting his lips. He then looked at his mother who was fuming at Asma now and stabbing the chicken with a fork like she would strangle her husband next minute for ignoring her. Shaking his head, he excused himself from dinner. Rolling his sleeves, he went towards the garden to breath fresh air.

"She is trouble" He said loudly trying to lit a cigarette with his lighter looking at the trees in the garden.

"Cigarette smoking is injurious to health" He heard her voice from behind. Slowly he looked at her, She was looking at the trees, her loose hair waving freely with the wind.

"I don’t need anyone's advice, especially from you" He dismissed her rudely turning his gaze away from her before he can feel anything for her which would be wrong. Offended by his reply, Asma fumed and snatched his cigarette from his hand when he was taking another puff.

"What's this type of behaviour? Give it back" He tried to snatch the cigarette from her whereas she kept her hand backwards making sure he can't reach it. The ash from the cigarette fell on her arm burning her lightly making her flinch throwing it on the grass.

"Ouch..." she rubbed her arm furiously to get rid of the feeling whereas Adil crushed the fallen cigarette with his shoe ignoring her.

"My hand is burnt and you are worried about that cigarette" She muttered loudly enough for him to hear and he turned towards her furiously grabbing her hand in his.

"Let's go to a doctor, They need to perform a surgery on it" He replied looking at her arm, her anger was at peaks listening to his taunts and she can imagine the smoke coming out of her ears like the cartoon Tom.

"What's Up?" They both heard Shehry's voice and immediately Adil left her hand still glaring at her. Asma averted her eyes towards Shehry with a fake smile on her lips.

"We were just discussing how you both met" Adil replied wrapping his one hand around Shehry's shoulder, from his peripheral vision he kept looking at Asma. She shifted lightly feeling his gaze on her driving her crazy. She wasn't able to keep her emotions at bay. It was all so confusing.

She took a deep breath to calm her heart and wiped her tears before it can slide down to her cheek which didn't go unnoticed by Him.

"I will drop her Shehry, Don't worry" Adil replied looking at Asma who was now glaring at him furiously like she will murder him the next minute but he wanted to take a chance.