𝑈𝑓𝑎𝑎𝑛-𝑒-𝑆𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑟

4| Aghyaar

(It's so pretty)

"Tumhe itna accha lag raha hai tou tum hi rakh lo. Waise bhi hame itna kuch pahenna ka shouk nahi hai," Zahra smiled tucking her hair behind her ear.

(If you like it, then you can keep it. You know very well that I don't like to wear jewelry)

"Pagal ho kya. Zameer Bhai ne itne pyaar se tumhare liye laaya hai. Aur tum hame dene ki baat kar rahi ho. Unki taraf se yeh pehla tohfa hai. Tum aise hi kisiko nahi de sakti," Madiha glared at her.

(You are such an idiot. He bought it with so much love. And you are telling me to keep it. It's the first gift from him. You can't give it to anyone)

"Tum tou bohot khaas dost ho hamari. Tum pahno ya ham kya fark padta hai. Waise bhi inhe bura nahi lagega," Zahra reasoned causing Madiha to facepalmed at her friend's stupidity.

(You are my special friend. It doesn't matter if I wear it or you wear it)

"Qasmey. Tumhe Zameer Bhai ka zara khayaal nahi hai. Unhe kaisa lagega jab unhe maloom hoga ke unki biwi ne unki mohabbat ka zara ehteraam nahi kiya," Madiha said in a dramatic tone.

(I swear, you don't care for him at all. How will he feel when he will come to know that his wife doesn't value his love)

"Mohabbat jaisa kuch nahi hota hai. Ishq tou koi bhi kar lete hai, rishton ko nibhane ki himmat kisi mai nahi hoti," Zahra looked at her palm as all the memories flooded in her mind.

(There is nothing called love. Anyone can do love, but it is hard to maintain the relationship)

"You still haven't forgotten him? You have to move on, Zahra," Madiha explained in a serious tone as she squeezed her shoulder.

"I can't- Madiha. Ham unhe kaise itni aasani se bhul sakte hai. Hamne unse mohabbat ki thi. Wo hamari pehli mohabbat thi. Ham dar lag raha hai, Madiha. Aisa lag raha hai ke hamne bohot badi galati ki hai shaadi karke. Hame unko apni baatein saamne rakhne ka mauka dena chahiye tha. Hame kuch samajh nahi aa raha hai," Zahra burst out as frustration was filled in her tone. She clutches her hair in a tight grip as
tears trickled down her cheeks.

(How can I forget him so easily. I loved him. He was my first love. I am so scared, Madiha. I felt like I did a big mistake by marrying so early. I should have given him a chance to speak. I don't know what to do)

"Tumne kuch bhi galat nahi kiya. Zahra- tumhari shaadi ho chuki hai. Tumhara koi haq nahi banta ke tum Azhar ke baare mai socho. Tum ek baar Zameer Bhai ko mauka tou do. Unke saath waqt bitaao. Unse mohabbat karne ki koshish karo. Rishton ko sambhalna padta hai, meri jaan. Warna har rishte toot kar bikhar jaayenge. Tum apne jazbaat ko sambhalo," Madiha engulfed her in a warm hug as she was trying to console her.

(You didn't do anything wrong. You are married now. You don't have any right to think about Azhar. Just gave Zameer Bhai a chance. Spend time with him. Try to love him. It's important to balance the relationship. Or else every relation will be destroyed. You have to control your feelings)

"Ham Azhar se nafrat karna chahta hai. Wo bohot bure hai. Unhone hame jhoote waa'de aur tassali di thi. Ham kabhi unse shaadi ke liye haan nahi karte agar ma'loom hota ke woh pehle se shaadi shuda hai," Zahra hiccuped as she harshly wiping away her tears.

(I want to hate Azhar. He is the worst. He gave me false promises and hopes. I won't have agreed to marry him if I knew that he is already married)

"Zahra," Madiha slowly said looking at her with guilt in her eyes.

"Hamne tumse ek baat chhupayi hai," Madiha bit her lips making zahra raised her eyebrows.