MY HIDDEN RIVAL.

1.hope

In the Name of Allah|

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Hope.

A difficult thing,

When our life is upside down,

And we are in the edge of falling,

Knowing very well,

There is nothing to hold on.

We lose.

Fall deep down,

Drown in the sea of depression,

And slowly lose every intrest in people.

And that's what happened with me.

I lost everything, each and everything.

Even the people who loved me, I pushed them away, scared to get hurt once again.

But they stood still, without uttering a word, without complaining.

Sometimes life don't go according to how we want, or the way we have planned,

It's already planned and we are told to act upon it. Life will give the ugliest test,

Looking after our respond to it.

And some will turn into a monster, and other into a kind one.

And as for me, I choose the second one,

Returning to my god, seeking his help,

Asking him to return her back to me,

The person I lost five years back.

Praying to my lord gave me peace,

As if he never took anything from me,

As if he is telling me, I am here for you.

And true to his words, he was there with me,When I cried in darkness,

he was there with me when she left.

My lord, Allah.

" your one of his strongest soldier,

That's why your given the hardest battle"

Words I still remind myself, words madiya said me when I refused of everything,

When I complained about my life,

My bhabhi, the most kind hearted women,

I have ever came across.

" it's all the game of love, your been tested, don't lose hope everything will be fine"

These where the words that saved me from depression, words of my bhai,

Zayyan. He was my hero, my inspiration.

The person who made me stand where I am today.

World knows him as a billionaire,

Zayyan Hussain Malik, a person who would do anything for his family, his wife, the love of his life, madiya Ahmed Khan,

He is the father of one girl child,

Hanna, my princess, my niece,a beautiful girl.

Who has all the features of her mother, and her anger people don't like to face on, something that would off your happy mood, a naughtiest kid, who people

Would sometimes be amazed to known that she is just six years old.

" I hate you for leaving me Bhai"

These words still hunt me, when I left five years back to Italy, here.

These were the words said to me by my little sister, daniya Hussain Malik.

Now all grown up into a teenager, twelve years old,

only sister of me and bhai,

Pampered by all, especially from bhai and bhabhi.

" sir coffee"

Came Nyla Mather, my PA, placing a knock on the door to gain my attention , I gave a quick nod, as she placed the coffee in the coffee table,

Pulling her grey skirt down, as she straightened her white shirt, taking few steps backward, as the sound of her cane black heels echoed throughout my cabin.

There was the black file in her hand, as she gave me a gentle smile, her lips moving with her Italian accent,

Her voice soft yet audible enough.

" sir the second deal of Willam is also striked, he purchased the land from the women known as mrs Ali"

Said Nyla, biting her red coated lips, as she placed the file on my table, giving me a professional nod, Nyla Mather is in her late twenty years, a young women with the great attitude, as far I have known her,

She is professional on her work, although all the girls in the office try to gain my attention but for her, I felt a sister connection.

"willam also cancelled the meeting sir"

She said later and I nodded,

Checking of the file and my anger surged in my vein, what is with this women, Mrs Ali,

Why does she always want to offer the land to my clients, this is the second time she doing the same thing.

I don't understand who actually she is,

I know she is doing this on purpose,

And why did Willam have to buy her land,

The first time I let it go, but not again.

If that would be sealed, our company would have got a lot of profits.

"dismiss"

I yelled my blood boiling under the rage,

As Nyla strayed out from my cabin,

Her blonde hair bouncing in the back.

I am known as a billionaire, and this women can't destroy me, I have to offer some other land to William now, to make a confirmation note to see if she offers other land in return too.

" I would love to meet you my hidden cat"

Playing a hide and seek game with me, I see.and I would love have a dangerous game with you my hidden rival.

If your a player then I am your coach.

I am very well sure she is doing this on purpose, might well have a personal agenda with me, however I have so many enemies, might be one of them.

It took me five years to build this company and I can't let you destroy that.

However it was just a mere land but it could have fetched over a millions too.

" hey sweetheart dad is here to meet you"

Came a seductive voice, and I inwardly groaned at the familiar voice that I hate to the core, without even a knock she came in. Manner less. She gave me a seduce look, biting her red painted lips.

As she walked further, the sound of her platform heels echoing throughout, she wore a off shoulder grey top, with a black skirt that barely reached till her knees,

Her blonde hair tucked behind her ear.

Her face caked in makeup and I swear to god sometimes I feel I should make her bald and post her picture in the social media.if I could get chance then I would definitely try that.

" you look handsome as always in your grey suit "

She said sitting in my lap, I gave her my hard glare, and she kept on biting her lips,

And blinked her black eyes, acting all innocent, she should be definitely fed to the street dog. I wish.

But then again I pity that dogs.

" can you move Sidra mehmood"

Finally losing my patience I uttered through the gritted teeth, Sidra mehmood is the daughter of zubair mehmood,

One of my well known client,

But to his dismay he has a daughter total opposite of him.

A good person with his morals and respect as far as I know, but his daughter is a total b***h, and let me quote, she says she loves me, her words not mine.

Ofcourse who would not love me, i love myself too.

" Sidra up now"

I repeated, why can't she get it clear in her brain that I am not interested,

Oops how can I be so dumb, she doesn't have a brain. The last time I checked it was a week back, when I had to repeat my words three times for her.

And then I came to a conclusion that she doesn't have brain.

How amazing is that, god created her without brain. That's why she is like this.

I hope Nyla comes and take this b***h out.

" why? Oh I see, your getting hot"

She said smirking, and my jaw was clenched and in a swift motion I pushed her, a Yelp was heard and I gazed down to see her holding her butt, she glared at me.

But still managed to give me one of her fake smile.

"thats your place"

I retorted, pointing at the floor, holding back my laugh, good for her.

" i love you, why can't you notice that"

She groused standing on her feet, and I gave her a mocking smile.

" love and you, don't go along"

I added Standing up from my chair, shutting my laptop, i then straightened my grey suit and stormed out of my cabin, to the meeting room at the end of this floor.

Without even sparing a glance her way.

If I look at her my eyes would even go blind.

My thoughts were broken from the beep sound of my phone, I immediately glanced at the screen to notice a message popped up.

" I miss you superman, you known mom yelled on me today, you always say that your bhabhi deer ? is the best,

Then why did she yell at me today,

You know superman, daniya said me that she miss you too, but she is angry

That you left her, it's been five years I didn't meet you, I am totally fed up of video calls, come meet me please.

Moms says you always took me on parks when I was two, you would always take a stand for me, baba also said that your Aameen is the best grandma always cry for you telling baba that tell Aameen to come back.

I love you so much superman"

My breath hitched, eyes covering with a glint of tears, but I hold back, i am much more stronger than this, and I can't break.

Her message always make me weak,

Make me immediately go hug her for once. However with so much difficulty I replied back, not wanting to hurt her more.

" I miss you too my princess haana,

I am sorry darling for that, I'll meet you all soon in Sha Allah, tell dani I love her,

And inform bhabhi deer ? that your superman will be angry if she yell at you next time.

Take care of your Grandma and pa,

Say my salam to everyone,

Love you too jaana"

I pressed the send button and shoved the phone in the pocket, taking long strides to reach the meeting area, I glanced at my wrist watch to see it's already twelve past thirty, so I hurried towards the room.

Slightly pushing off the glass door, I moved in greeting everyone, as I shook my hands with the man in his late forties,

Wearing a black suit as the two buttons of his suit shirt were open, his black grey hair perfectly brushed backward, as he offered me a gentle smile, and his grey eyes then focused on his personal assistant, who immediately run towards him and passed a grey file, a pale of papers showing off from the edge.

She passed me a seducing look, earning a hard glare from her boss, wish he could also handle his bitche daughter too. Well she is out of control.

" well. Let's start the meeting Mr zubair mehmood, what's say?"

I questioned and he nodded, settling himself in the opposite side, his grey eyes now focused on me, giving a quick nod to everyone.

After almost an hour later the boring meeting was done, i excused myself offering a small smile, before moving to my cabin.

I took my phone and dailed a number,

And in two rings the reciver picked up the call, a manly voice from the other end spoke.

" zahir get the car ready, I'll be down in five minutes"

I informed as yes sir was heard like an a obedient child, after signing off some important file, I stiffled a sigh, totally exhausted for today. I am also famished.

Pressing a basement floor, the ding sound was Heard, indicating the lift is moving downward.

Stepping out of the magnificent buliding, which is ofcourse my office,

There it was in the bold yet beautifully written. Malik's group of industries"

This is what I did, five years of my

Journey to Italy, leaving everything behind.

But it would have been impossible without bhai, with Allah's will I am standing here today, my own company.

Known as the worlds top most business man what not a easy way.

I never had the courage to hope after she left me, the women I loved with all my might.

Hope is something that scares me,

But I know Allah is there with me, he will never me.

But I never expected that, she would meet me in a unexpected way,

But as I said it's already written, and I had to meet the person I waited for so long, I cried for her safety, asking my lord to keep her safe where ever she is.

The love of my life.

" Sarah Ibrahim Ali,my wire"

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