Hanaya placed cup of tea on his study table,

"Are you okay?" Hanaya asked him who didn't even acknowledge her presence

"Huh? Haan!..." Her voice drag him to present, where his mind was still recalling Hayfa's words

(Yeah!)

Hanaya still loves Fasih

He did told Hayfa to trust Fasih and Hanaya but what she told him made him insecure

He looked at Hanaya who was was already looking at him,

It's not like he doesn't trust her, but it was the matter of heart

And you can never control your heart whom it loves

Fasih ki zuba'n pe abhi bhi Hanaya ka naam rehta Hai

Is she with him just because of their parents?

"Kya hua?" Hanaya finally asked him when after feeling hesitate with his gaze on her

(What happened?)

"Um! Nothing," Zaim shook his head negatively and picked the cup that Hanaya earlier placed on table

"Aap tense lag rahe Hain," she slowly asked

(You look tense,)

"Kuch nahi bas.... Thora sa headache Hai,.."

(Nothing....... Just little headache.....)

"Apko head massage dedu?.............. Koi nahi main de deti Hoon, mamma kehti Hain main bohot achha head massage karti hoon," she moved behind his chair and softly started massaging his head.

(Can I massage your head?.... It's okay, let me do it... Mamma says that I'm expert in head massage,)

Her soft finger in his head was truly blissful, her finger slowly moving from his head to forehead making him relax on chair

"Hanaya!" His voice came as undertone

"Hmm!"

"Nothing,"

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Hayfa put duvet on Fasih who was sleeping on couch

Why are you doing this Fasih? With me and yourself?

Sitting on the floor beside the couch she thought

We were best friend and now it seems like I'm your worst enemy

His sleeping face looks so cute, away from any worries or anger that she has been witnessing since the day of their marriage

She slowly took her hand in his hair, crassing them making him stir

When he didn't woke up she hold his hand, which she thinks she won't able to hold ever in his sense

Fasih felt something moving in his hair then a soft hand grabbing his hand, he hold the hand and slowly opened his eyes but whom face he saw made him alarmed as he jerked his hand away and sat up

"What are you doing here?"

"How many times I have told you to stay away from me,"

"Why would I stay away from you? I'm your wife. I have right on your love, on you," she took her hand back to her lap and calmy said

"You are not capable of loving nor you can love anyone. You only know how to snatch others happiness, aur rahi baat Shaadi ki toh main issey nahi manta,"

(I don't believe in this marriage,)

"Tumhare manne ya na manne se Kya hota hai, main tumhari biwi Hoon aur yeh baat iss duniya ki koi bhi taqat nahi badal sakti,"

(Doesn't matter if you believe or not, I'm your wife and no one can change that,)

"Yeh baat maine tumhe pehle bhi kahi this aur aaj phir keh raha Hoon, biwi tum sirf kagaz par ho, mujhpe jhoota ilzaa laga Kar, mere Ghar walo ke samne Meri value gira Kar, tumhe mujhse nafrat ke alawa aur kuch nahi milega. Na Meri mohabbat na hi mujhe koi haq," his every word was like dripping poison in them

(I have told you this before that you are my wife on on paper, after the false accusations I have lost my respect in my family's eyes, and my dignity. You won't get anything from me expect hatred,)

he angrily got down and was about to leave when Hayfa held his wrist

"Fasih please!...." Her jerked her hand away and left from there

Many tears came in her eyes and fall on her cheeks

Tear of rejection

Tear of frustration

Tears of being ignored by the person whom her heart called

She clenched her knuckles making it turn white in color

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If you guys still don't know one thing about me then let me tell you...

I hate cliches

And I avoid writing them

Sometimes yeah when I can not avoid and it need to be done then I use them. otherwise no, cliches are like no no zone for me that I don't enter

Haan! Bas yahi batana Tha 😬

-Ufaq

P.S: agar Mera mood bana to aaj bhi double update Kar dungi.... And guess who will be in next chapter??

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