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Asfand aged 22 and Aamiya at 14

Asfand had started going to the office with Dad, he was going to take over soon anyways, so they thought why not start from now.

Aamiya was getting older and had, significantly, started tying her hair. Preventing him free access to her to her soft hair. Many things changed between them, along with their feelings. Asfand was clueless as to how he was supposed to handle his feelings.

At present

Asfand aged 27 and Aamiya aged 18

Asfand was sitting in front of the tv, watching a match when Aamiya entered his room. She never knocked his door when entering, she never gave it the time of her day. Asfand sat up straighter, as she came and sat beside him.

“What’s up?” He casually asked her.

“Nothing, I wanted to go out.” She told him, with a pout. He smiled in return and started to get up. Although he was tired and was planning on resting for a while, Aamiya wanted to go out and he couldn't turn her down.

“Why are you getting up?” Aamiya asked, shocked.

“Let’s go out. You wanted to, right?” Asfand spoke, looking down at her.

“But you must be tired..” She spoke, sadly.

“I’m fine. Go get ready.” He spoke, touching her hair. Aamiya smiled excitedly and got up. Asfand was always like that, giving her whatever her heart desired. Seeing tears in her eyes broke his heart. He walked downstairs, only to see Mama seated in the lounge. She shook her head, looking at him.

“You’re taking her out again. You’ve spoiled her rotten. If we refuse to give into her demands, she goes to you, knowing you won’t deny her wishes.” She scolded him lovingly. She had asked Aamiya to either go with her father, or alone with the driver. She didn't listen and childishly said, “I won’t go alone, Mama. And you know about Dad.. No, I will go with Asfi.”

“Mama, you know I can’t say no to her.” Asfand chuckled, wrapping her in his hugs. She loved him as if he were her own son. She patted his cheek with love and spoke with love in her eyes.

“My son!”

They caught Aamiya coming down the stairs and her mother shook her head. Both, Asfand and Aamiya left the house. They went out for dinner and a long drive.

“I am going to Karachi for work. I’ll come back in two days.” He informed Aamiya.

Aamiya was saddened as she heard him, she wasn’t fond of spending even a day without him. She spent a lot of time with him. When he was home, she’d go to study in his room. He didn’t mind her camping in his room.

Asfand stopped the car and turned towards her, “Don’t be sad, I’ll be back before you know it.” Aamiya smiled at his efforts. And they began their journey home.

Asfand left early morning, when Aamiya was in college. Later in the evening, she called Asfi.

“I can’t even study in my room, it’s weird.” She sighed.

“Who asked you to? Go study in my room.” He admonished her, she smiled happily and left for his room.

Asfand was quite busy these days, as he was handling the company. Even though Dad went to the office as well, he wasn't involved as much since the transfer of power was already in progress.

Reaching Karachi, his schedule was tightly packed. He had meetings through and through. He entered the Karachi office branch only to see all the workers gaze at him with admiration and a little fear. He was hard-lined when it came to business.

Evening came by and he was waiting for yet another meeting, when the manager came to him to deliver the news that the opposition party will be late by almost an hour.

Asfand assessed him with cold eyes, “Cancel the meeting, I am not here to wait for losers who can't be on time.” He spoke. Just then, his mobile phone rang.

He looked at his phone and a smile curved his lips. He accepted the call, and started speaking to his doll softly. The manager stood there, shocked, wondering how a person could be so cold one minute and so warm the next. When Asfand finally saw him still standing there, he flicked his wrist, indicating that he was to be left alone.