Chapter 12: Confessions

•Aimaan•

"Marry me Aimaan" As he let out these words, I felt the world around me stop for a while. Those frozen trees stopped dancing; the fairy lights stopped brimming; the stars stopped twinkling; the wind stopped caressing; and most importantly, my heart stopped beating.

"Please don't tell no." He almost pleaded me.

"But, why do you need me to marry you? You loved that Sienna right?" I asked, still not getting cured from the shock.

"Uh no. Oh no y-yes! Definitely I love her!" He claimed.

"But she isn't perfect as a wife. I think you can do that role better. You know what, she isn't that type who can do household jobs."

That's the point. He needed a maid who could do his households, and needed a love with whom he could raise his kids. He was unable to get the first one, but gladly got the second.

His question was tough. Complicated- To marry him. To marry someone, whom I doesn't love. I might have loved him, if he was a human being. 

Human being doesn't mean someone who has physical appearance as a human. But he should have the basic quality as a human being- to be enriched with the quality of humanity.

Humanity is nothing but considering the one next to you as atleast a human. Humanity is nothing but understanding that the one next to you has dreams amd aims just like you have. Humanity is nothing but understanding that the one next to you has sorrows and regrets just like you have.

Any living being having humanity is human. But the person standing next to me was not a human. His mazarine eyes said his soul had left him, his soul had left him long before.

Sometimes, the questions are complicated and the answers are simple. 

I acted as if I didn't got his question- and his answer.

He then moved towards the rail and climbed on top of it. He let his legs fell down to the air. The whole crowd were in the front side of the building, and we were facing the back.

I stood there frozen, not to know what to do. "C'mon, take a seat near me. Whatever, we are going to be couples right?" He winked at me. 

I hesitate for a while and stood beside him. He asked me to sit. I looked down. Dark, deep, dangerous- These were the words that popped into my mind. 

"What happened?" He asked with concern.

"I- I am afraid of h-height." I confessed. This may be the first confession I ever made to someone. I confessed my fear to him, who asked me indirectly to be his maid.

"Hold it!" He offered me his hands. I hesitated for a while, and then held it. That same feeling eroded in me: Mr. Weird Feeling.

As I was placing my legs on top of it, I accidently put my leg in a wrong platform that I loose my balance and fell on top of him, in his lap. 

Why is my life running life a film?

My hands were around his neck. And one of his hands was around my waist.

Wow.

Just Wow.

He looked at my eyes. His royal blue eyes were holding something for years. To tell its tale, its miseries. Those eyes were trying to cry, but not wanting to. 

"If you are enjoying, then come on. I'm ready." He smirked.

"Jerk!" I slapped his hand that caused him no harm. I managed to sit near him, still getting afraid. He tried to loosen his grip from my hands, but I held it firm.

Looking deep down, I remembered the day I lost my father. "I-its deep. Please don't let go!" I whispered, fearfully looking down.

I felt his gaze wandering over me for a second, and then offering his hands. Awkward. That's what we both felt. "Tell me about you." He said. 

I thought for a while.

"The most beautiful girl in the world!" I said playfully.

"I know that." He said. Immediately my cheek felt hot. I turned my face.

"I saw something red in your cheek. Is that blush, or just someone slapped you?" He said, smirking. Again, I blushed profusely.

"Then you are the most handsome, hot guy in the world." I exclaimed in a dramatic way, closing my eyes. I opened one of my eyes to see his expression. Neither his cheek nor his ear turned red. He was looking me with plain expression.

"Why don't he blush?" I whispered to myself.

As I heard some strange sound, I looked up to see Ihzan trying to control his laughter. Note: trying.

He lost his control and started laughing like a maniac. A victorious smirk formed its way in my face as I saw him laughing. His laugh worth, worth more than anything, as it was so adorable. But I doesn't owned this laugh.

*****

"Tell me about you." I said.

"What to say about me? I had a happy family. But not today. They left me all alone three years ago. They killed my mom, my dad, and even my younger brother who was hardly an year old." He said. 

This reminded me about Salma aunty. He didn't said anything for after that. His eyes were shining. 

Seriously, is he crying?

After sitting there for a pretty time, Ihzan helped me get out of the railing. 

"Aha, you are such a fool... you fell for my trap!" And...Mr. Bad Boy is back.

"What do you think? I loved you? I fell for you? You are such an idiot!" He smirked with an evil laugh.

After hearing him, I started to laugh, and his smirk slowly fading along the wind.

"What do you think? You are such an idiot. Do you think that I believed you? I am not numb like your girlfriend."

I continued to smirk.

"I was testing you, to know how long you go. I could understand that you need a maid for your house." I said, emphasising maid.

With this, I ran out of the balcony. But deep inside my heart, somebody screamed that I like him, but the bitter truth was, he didn't.