قرب
𝐐𝐮𝐫𝐛: 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲
noun: to draw near or the closeness
in a relationship.
خود ہی باعثِ تکلیف ہیں ہم اپنے لیئے محسن
نہ ہم ہوتے، نہ دِل ہوتا، نہ دِل آزاریاں ہوتی۔
- 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗲𝗲𝘀 𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝗽𝗻𝗮𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘆𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗵𝘀𝗶𝗻
𝗡𝗮 𝗵𝗮𝗺 𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗮𝘆, 𝗻𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝗹 𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗮, 𝗻𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝗹 𝗮𝘇𝗮𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗶.
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"HIMMAT KESI HUI AAPKI MUJHAY GAALI DENAY KI?!" The intensity of her words had successfully managed to leave an impact on the present audience. All of them were startled by the girl's frenzy of rage.
"Arey Jao bibi, munh mera mat khulwana. Itni masoom nahi ho tum, apni chalaakiyan dikha kar pehlay tum nay meray shohar ko apnay hath mein kar liya, aur ab keh rahi ho kay tujh jaisi ko kuch bolu nahi?" Gul bano screamed back after the short lived shock.
Noor's mouth gaped and her face turned red with fury. "Daryab Khan ki biwi hun mein!
Bus, bohut kuch bardasht kar liya meinay, Ab tau bilkul nahi chorru gi!"
She spoke out her words in a low threatening manner and pounced on Gul bano. An arm quickly reached out and pulled her back into an rigid abdomen before she could even begin her attack.
"Chorray mujhay!" She started struggling in the tight cage of arms while Gul bano and Zareena stood nearby with an furious yet alarmed expression.
Noor scowled up at the man who had intervened. Finally pushing back with all her strength she turned towards him. The direction of anger now towards the man.
"Hath kyun lagaya mujhay aap nay? Hotay kaun hai aap mujhay hath laganay walay, Haan?!"
He had just arrived back from a very important jirgah and was stepping inside when the loud exclamation of his wife, entered his ears. It didn't even take him a second to rush towards the scene of action and hold back the wild girl before any possibly serious damage,
But could only manage to keep her within his hold for merely a few seconds. The girl's temper had always been out of his reach.
He tilted his head while taking in her statement. How proudly was she calling herself his wife earlier and now had become so defensive all of a sudden. It took all of his self to keep the smile off of his face.
Gul bano saw her husband's appearance and taking in that as an advantage she came forward. "Dera Manana Daryab! [thank you so much]
Iss larki nay tau ghar ka nizaam kharab kar kay rakh diya hai. Kaatnay ko daurti hai. T-tum isko faarigh Kyun nahi-"
"Aey Gul bano!" Daryab Khan roared out loud, cutting his wife's sentence short. The over powering voice tensed everyone.
Noor froze. A sinking feeling started settling in her system, could he actually divorce her? No, Daryab would never divorce her, he had promised her abu.
"Meri bardasht ki had khatam honay ko hai. Har roz tum dono ki yeh jang e azeem lagi hoti hau. Yeh drama mazeed jaari raha tau mujh say bura koi nahi hoga!
Iss haveli mein dono ki hesiyat barabar hai, kisi ko dusri pey bartari nahi. Dono kay huqooq baraabar hain. Phir kyun tum dono ko izzat raas nahi?!"
He lashed out at the women and a silence registered in the haveli, Noor however couldn't keep her rage tamed for long.
"Konsay huqooq ki baat kar rahay hain aap? Haan? Jo mujhay miltay nahi?" Noor chuckled mockingly while everyone were stunned at the disrespect.
Daryab Khan's attention successfully faltered. Where everyone expected an immediate strict action against the comment, he refused to do so and silently took in her stubbornness with deep amusement.
"apnay kamray mein jao, dil"
His low voice was enough to put Noor's nerves in a little unease but she wasn't going to let her fight down this easily. "Nahi jaungi, k-kya karay gay aap?"
Daryab Khan raised a brow at her response. "Tum Uper khud jao gi Dil, warna mujhay bohut achay tareeqay say lekar jaanay aata hai"
The vein on his forehead was visible now. Dilainoor gulped a little and cleared her throat. "M-Mein khud uper jaa rahi hun. A-Aur Iss liye nahi jaarahi kay aap nay bola hai, khud kee marzi say jarahi hun!"
Daryab Khan crossed his arms and kept the poker face plastered as if not bothered by her words one bit. It annoyed the hell out of Noor who huffed in agitation and turned around.
She was met with everyone's curios expressions. Clearly seeing the exchange of words with an interest. Noor took a deep breath and finally started walking towards the staircase with her head held high.
Daryab Khan shook his head and Zareena finally spoke out. "Daryab tum tension mat lo. Iss larki ko Mein khud jaakar dekhti hun."
"Ami aap rehnay day. Mein khud thori dair tak uss say baat kar lunga. Kisi ko bhi uskay paas jaanay ki zaroorat nahi hai. Pehlay hee aap sab nay uss kay khilaaf jaanay mein koi qasar baaki nahi chorri."
His taunt didn't go unheard by anyone and he didn't further wait for any response before moving towards the mardaan khana.
Daryab Khan's statement irked the hell out of Gul bano stomped back to her room while muttering curses under her breath along the way.
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The hours passed by slowly till it was past nine o'clock. The daily routine rushed on its accord but if something hadn't ceased one bit, it was Noor's crying session.
The things in the room were scattered and thrown everywhere. Noor sat on the floor with her knees next to her chest and her arms tightly around them. The little sniffles were audible across the room.
She saw the door of her room open and someone enter. Daryab Khan's eyes embraced the condition of the room and he couldn't help but let out an disappointed sound.
Noor's bloodshot instantly focused over the man and she got up. "kya masla hai, Haan? Sukoon say kyun nahi chor detay tum mujhay?"
Daryab Khan was taken back by the outburst, he grimaced slightly at her tone quickly plastering an hard stony look on his face. "Deemagh tau theek hai tumhara? Yeh tum kar kay kis say baat kar rahi ho?"
Noor made her way towards him in an pissed manner. "Aap ko keh rahi thi!
Neechay tau bara huqooq ka gayan dey rahay thay, kaunsay huqooq? Konsi barabari?!"
"Ainoor apnay lehjay ko drust karo!" Noor flinched at the way he had addressed her. He rarely took her full name. His dominating tone had her shivering slightly.
Noor moved back and settled in her previous position before whimpering out her words. "Tang agayi hun mein, jis ko dekho tanz karta hai, konsa gunnah kar diya hai Meinay?
Akelay sab cheezay seh rahi hun. Meray sath tau koi nahi hai. Phone tak cheen liya meray say. Kisi say baat bhi nahi kar sakti. Ammi ko bhi kuch nahi bata sakti, unka bp normal tau ab rehta hee nahi. Kitna kuch chup kar kay bardasht karti rahun?" Noor broke down to tears again and Daryab Khan's heart hurt a little. He instantly moved forward.
"Nazdeeq mat aana meray. Nahi Chahiye mujhay yeh jhooti tassaliyan aur daugli hamdardi!"
The pathan paused on his tracks but he still couldn't help but speak out. "Tum mujhay khud batao. Akhir mein kya karun? Mein tau khud pareshan hogya hun iss roz kay mamool say" His deep voice turned somewhat restrained after seeing her so helpless.
"Haan aap kay sath tau bohut zyadti hogayi hai na? Do do shadiyan jo zabardasti karwa dee hain aap becharay ko!" She bitterly pointed out.
Her comment made Daryab Khan burst out into an chuckle uncontrollably but he quickly sobered up after the girl's furious glare. Noor felt like strangling the man. His laugh enraged her to the core.
"Mein bhi bata rahi hun Daryab! Ab chup bilkul nahi rahungi. Koi do baatay karay ga tau Mein chaar sunao gi. Dekhti hun kay kaun larta hai meray sath!"
Her persistent self dimmed Daryab Khan, who shook his head in disappointment. "Phir mera behas karnay ka koi faida nahi"
He moved towards the door but the girl quickly rushed towards him and position herself between the door and the man. Pushing him back slightly she quickly turned around and locked the door from inside. His eyes widened and he confusedly looked at the temperamental girl.
"Aisay nahi janay du gi aap ko, pehlay meri baat ka jawaab day. Mujhay iss haveli mein kabhi insaaf milay ga bhi ya nahi?!" She sneered at him and he stumbled back a little. "Tum pagal tau nahi hogayi? Hatto raastay say, pareshan kar kay rakh diya hai tum dono nay mujhay!"
She covered the distance between them, "Itna pareshan hain tau apni pehli biwi ki kyun nahi maan letay? Farigh kar de na mujhay?"
And all it took was this comment for Daryab Khan's rage to surface instantly.
The hand that was going to shove him back, suddenly had its wrist gripped tightly. She tried freeing herself but the struggle only increased in the pain of the ironlike hold. "Khuda qasam, zubaan khench lu ga agar ainda baad yeh lafz tumharay munh say suna tau!" His eyes turned red and the jaw clenched almost painfully.
Her stiffened body relaxed instantly. All words died in her throat. The fear slowly diminished away and as much sadistic as it sounded, she was more than okay with the pain now that it was assured that he'd never give her divorce.
Tum Talaaq dey kar tau dikhao Daryab Khan, meinay khud tumhay nahi chorna tha!. She thought to herself.
Looking at the tears welled up in her eyes, he immediately left her wrist and moved back till he sat down on the edge of the bed. Taking a deep to control himself, he placed his head in his hands. It wasn't like him to loose control this easily.
Wiping the stray tear roughly, Noor walked towards the bed side table and took out a tube before slamming the drawer shut.
He saw her movements and feeling guilty over his action he turned towards her. "Lao do, Mein laga deta hun"
But she moved the tube away from his reach and sat down on the distant end of the bed. "Rehnay day, aap dard kay ilawa aur kuch waisay bhi nahi dey saktay Daryab!" She sniffled the tears and started applying the tube on the reddened wrist.
"Tum jaanti ho kay meinay kabhi Hath nahi uthaya kisi bhi aurat pey. Achanak say ghussa aagya. Aisa nahi karna chahiye tha, ... sorry"
He softly spoke out her words but the girl in question wasn't concerned. She didn't even bother looking up at the man. The stoic look on her face was constant as she continued her work till she was finally done.
His guilt felt too much overbearing that he involuntary moved closer to her and simultaneously removed the distance between them.
The girl didn't even bother moving away and continued blowing little air on her wrist. "Dil sorry bol jo diya hai?, khatam karo ab iss baat ko!"
He tried calling her once again but the stubbornness was still intact. The way she wasn't even bothering to look at him provoked Daryab Khan. He extended his arms forward and started turning her towards himself. Dilainoor was taken back by the action and instantly started pushing him away.
"Chorray mujhay" she started struggling against him but her protests didn't effect the man one bit. He kept his hold over her.
She was trying hard but it didn't take her long to finally break down into little sobs, the tears running wild in frustration as she placed her head over his chest. Daryab Khan froze momentarily but eventually allowed her to seek comfort in his arms.
"Bohut buri hun mein, bohut ziddi hun. Issi liye kisi ko bhi achi nahi lagti" she spoke out in between hiccups while gripping his white kurta kameez tightly in her hands.
Daryab Khan bit down a smile and firmly replied back to her, "aisa nahi hai, tum buri nahi ho. Ziddi tau tum bachpan say ho magar ab shayad uljh gayi ho!" His deep yet smooth voice relaxed her.
"Aisa hee hai, sab ko bohut buri lagti hun mein. Kisi ko bhi pasand nahi" she pulled back from him and complained.
Daryab Khan nodded as if understanding her situation. "Haan tau sab kay sath roz larti ho. Kabhi unki pasandeedgi kay liye bhi kuch kar diya karo?"
He raised his brows and Noor rolled her eyes.
"Baki sab ko chor day. Aap kay sath bhi badtameezi kar di. Mein Aisa bilkul bhi nahi chahti thi. Aap bohut naraaz hongay Sorry?" She turned towards him, her large eyes were now filled with regret and guilt.
"Koi masla nahi hai yar. Mein tau kabhi chah kar bhi tum say naraaz nahi reh sakta" he truthfully told her and her whole face lit up.
She quickly moved forward and pecked his cheek, Instantly freezing Daryab Khan. Seeing his stiffness made her snap out of her gleefulness and finally acknowledge what she had just done.
Her eyes widened and she awkwardly moved back, causing Daryab Khan to clear his throat and stand up quickly.
Noor's face turned beetroot with embarrassment as she focused her gaze on the ground, she couldn't even meet his eyes.
He saw her crouched figure and couldn't help but let a little smile surface on his lips. "Ab Aap ki ijazat ho tau jaun?" Noor didn't shift from her position but slightly nodded as if to escape the situation and Daryab Khan let out a chuckle before finally unlocking the door and leaving.
Leaving behind a very flustered Noor.
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A day past by and Noor was now settled on her parents bed as her mother oiled her hair.
"Kal tum nay phir Gul bano kay sath larai kee thi?" Amna inquired and Noor scoffed a little. "Aap yeh sab Chorray ammi, yeh roz ka drama hai" she tried interjecting but quickly stopped when she caught her mother's glare.
"Tum nay baaz nahi aana. Mein iss tarah ki harkat ainda baad nahi bardasht karu gi Dil!" She slapped the back of her head lightly before speaking out.
Noor winced slightly at the impact and looked up at her mom with an irritated expression. "Aap sab hamesha mujhay hee sunaatay hain. Jo itna kuch sunaati hai sab ko, uskay baaray Mein tau koi ek lafz nahi bolta!"
Amna stroked her jaw lovingly before replying back. "Tum kisi ko kab kuch bolnay deti ho? Daryab nay bhi zaroor daanta hoga"
"Thora sa, lekin utna tau wo sab ko daant detay hain!" She proudly answered. "Noor, bachay aisay nahi kartay. Kyun usko khud say itna door kar rahi ho?" Amna tried helping.
"Ammi, wo tau pehli biwi say itna pyaar kartay hain. Mujhay ab bhi bachi samjhtay hain. Koi faida nahi hai un say kisi bhi kisam ki umeed laganay ki!"
"Yeh ghalat baat kar rahi ho tum. Wo pyaar us say bachpan say karta hai lekin iss ka Matlab yeh nahi kay tumhari zimedaari say ghaafil hai. Uss nay hamesha Tumhara khyaal rakha hai. Meray aur Mehmood say bhi ziada. Rishta badla hai, thora waqt lagna tau zahir si baat hai.
Daryab ko tum say bohut ziada pata hai. Ussay maloom hai kay tum dono biwiyon kay darmiyan us nay adal qaim karna hai. Lekin tum nay bhi ab apnay sab farz nibhaanay hain. Jab wo dekhay ga kay uss ki biwi uski khushi kay liye apnay sab kaam sahi say sar anjaam dey rahi hai, tau uskay dil ko taskeen pohnchay gi. Tumhay dekhnay ki nazar bhi badlay gi aur hesiyat bhi.
Aur waisay bhi, agar dil saaf ho aur rishta paak ho, tau Allah khud madad karta hai. Allah say usko maang kay tau dekho?"
She gently combed her daughter's hair before tying them in a braid. Noor intently pondered over the words and was about to reply when someone knocked the door.
The maid came in after the permission and quickly informed the ladies that Daryab Khan was requesting Noor's presence. This took Noor by surprise.
"Asifa, tum jao. Noor arahi hai" Amna politely smiled at the maid who nodded her head lightly and passed them a smile of her own before leaving. Noor turned towards her mother with a confused expression. "Ammi, kahin sab kay saamnay daantnay kay liye tau nahi bula rahay?"
"Pagal mat bano, aur jaldi say utho!"
"Ammi Meinay tel walay baalon kay sath nahi jaana" Noor grumbled out her words and Amna shook her head in disappointment. "Tel say kya masla horaha hai tumhay?"
"Ufff, Aap nahi samjhay gi" she quickly rushed to her mother's wardrobe and took out a light coloured chadar. It took her a struggling minute before her head was finally tucked in under the chadar. A little playful smile covered Amna's lips. "Ammi sadqay jaye! Kitni pyaari lagti hai meri beti chadar rakh kay." Noor rolled her eyes before leaving the room.
She knocked at the door of the Mardaan Khana and entered right after hearing Daryab Khan's affirmative reply.
"Assalam u Elaikum!" She called out and the man who had been busy checking files alone in the room finally turned towards her and replied back to her Salam.
"Masha'Allah, aaj tau pehli dafa sar dhaanpa hai. Kheryat?" Daryab Khan couldn't help but asking either.
"Aap yeh sab rehnay day. Aur Mujhay bataye, bulaya kyun hai?" She ignored his question and asked irritatedly. "Tumharay liye kuch le kar aaya tha" He offered her a smile and a gleaming look covered her eyes.
Noor quickly settled down on the space next to him on the sofa. "Kya?" Her voice came out extremely excited.
Daryab Khan couldn't help but chuckling at her state and pointed at the little bag on the opposite sofa. It didn't even take Noor a second to rush towards it and start opening the package. A shiny iPhone came into her view and she gasped. "Yeh itnaa bara phone, sirf meray liye?"
She wondered out loud and Daryab Khan's lips lifted up to a smile. "Haan, yeh Tumhara phone hai. Aur yeh tum say koi bhi nahi Ley ga." Noor's eyes widened and she was momentarily surprised but she quickly sobered up. "Haan tau theek hai. Biwi hun aapki. Farz tha apka!"
An instant flash of shock passed on Daryab's face at her arrogant comment.
"Had hai dil, tumharay mizaaj mein kabhi nahi mil sakta!" He shook his head while replying and Noor scowled at him. "Haan tau meinay maanga tau nahi tha. Aap ko khud khyal karna chahiye tha kay aapki biwi say aapki pehli biwi nay mobile cheen liya. Mujhay mobile dena aap hee ki zimedaari thi Daryab!"
"Yeh dekho meray Hath" he pressed his hands together for the emphasis. "Baksh do mujhay, ek tau Allah nay biwiyan bhi dono hitler say kam nahi dee. Jis ko dekho bus larnay kay liye tayyar rehti hai!"
"Achi baat hai. Aap bhi koi masoom nahi. Waisay din ka khana khaya tha aap nay?" Her question made Daryab Khan raise his brow. "Yeh achanak say itni qadr kahan say aagayi?"
"Mujhay ehsaas hai aapka! Aap ki biwi jo hoon. Shohar ka khaanay peenay aur baaki zarooriyat ka khyal rakhna biwiyon kay faraiz Mein hota hai" She informed him in an teaching manner.
An amused glint sparked in Daryab Khan's eyes instantly who decided in acting all naive. "Acha? Mujhay tau nahi pata tha. Yeh kis nay bataya?"
"Mujhay khud pata hai. Aap iss sab ko chorray. Mein aap kay sab kaam khushi khushi say kar du gi, lekin meri ek request hai" she shyly told him while sitting next to him.
Daryab Khan placed a hand underneath his chin while focusing his gaze over his wife with deep interest. "Haan, mujhay batao. Kya baat hai?"
"Daryab? Arsa hogya hai haveli say bahir nahi gayi. Benazir Aur Gul bano baji, sab jaatay hain. Par mujhay koi jaanay ki ijazat hee nahi deta. Mujhay bhi tau shauq hota hai?" She played with the expensive phone in her hands while feigning innocence.
"Arey kyun nahi. Baat tau sach hai tumhari. Bhej du ga, magar meri bhi ek shart hai. Qubool ho tau Abhi hee intezam kar du ga tumhara?" He bit down the smile while replying back.
"Haan Haan, sab shartay manzoor hain. Ap bus mujhay jaanay day." She quickly interjected. "Kitni achi lagti ho tum chadar mein? Dupatta ghar mein bhi aurh liya karo? Yeh aurat ki izzat hoti hai dil. Aur izzat giri hui bilkul bhi pasand nahi aati" he gently leaned downwards while sitting and picked up the fallen end of her chadar off the ground before handing it to her.
"Apnay ghar mein dupatta kaun leta hai?, aap chahtay hain mein har waqt lu?" She asked him with a little dimmed voice and the man crossed his arms before nodding. She looked at him for a second and couldn't help but agreeing within a second. "Acha theek hai, mujhay yeh baat manzoor hai!"
Even if she tried, she couldn't bring herself to deny him. The mere thought of displeasing him had always been disliked by her.
A large smile broke out on Daryab Khan's face. "Bhayi, agar aap itnay ehsaas wali hai tau phir mera bhi tau farz banta hai aap kay liye kuch ziada behtar karun. Aisa karo, tayyar hojao, Mein khud sath chalta hun tumharay!"
Noor's eyes widened in joy. "Sach? Itnay time baad aap kay sath jaungi. Bohut maza aye ga!"
"Haan phir jaldi tayyar hojao, ghusal wagera kar lo. Jaldi hee niklay gay." He distractedly replied to her before turning his attention back towards the files in front of him.
"Hawww? Aap ko kesay p-pata chala?" She quickly adjusted the chadar on top of her head in a futile attempt to hide away the oiled hair. A chuckle left past Daryab,
"Bachpan say tumhay dekha hai dil, iss Mein pareshani wali koi baat nahi. Apnay iss chotay say deemagh pay zor mat diya karo" Noor grumbled words under her breath before getting up.
Moving towards the door she remembered something and turned around. "Sunay? Hamain shayad time ziada lag jaye tau please Apnay sab kaam khatam kar kay mujhay call dena. Sirf tab aaungi mein!"
A loud laugh reverberated from the man at wifely statement. It took him time till he finally controlled himself and replied back. "Jesay aap ki marzi, madam!"
A little smile played on Noor's lips as she left the mardaan khana while the man inside couldn't help but shaking his head and with a smile of his own.
"Kya cheez hai yeh larki" He thought to himself.
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Anabiya was done with her late nightly supplications. She kept on lying on the bed without any movement, looking at the ceiling with her burdening thoughts.
She hadn't seen Jalal Shah since morning. He had left for some important work and arrived late when they had all went back to rooms. Of course, Anabiya was awake. She had seen him enter the mansion through her room's window.
A part of her wanted to run downstairs, greet or maybe ask him for food?. Pitifully for her, she didn't have the courage nor confidence to do so.
So now, 3 hours after that, she was at her bed. Lying awake with a gnawing feeling eating her inside out. The urge to see him was increasing more and more with every passing minute.
He was sleeping, she was sure of it and even if he wasn't, she could come up with an excuse. It was an harmless action after all, all she had to do was see him once. Her thoughts and emotions were messy all over the place.
Quickly getting up and wearing her slippers, she left her room.
Jalal Shah had his arm over his forehead as he waited for the sleep to come. Moonlight had slightly managed to shine through the dark curtains but it was dark enough for the man's level of comfort.
Light footsteps became audible to him as he felt the same floral smell embrace the room with the door creaking open. Eyes remained close as a smirk formed on his lips.
It was too dark in the room, Anabiya could hardly make out his figure.
She made quiet and precise steps towards the bed till she sat down on the free space next to him on the bed. She slowly extended her arm to switch on the lamp on the side table and soon a low light casted all across the room.
She could see him more clearly now. Truth be told, she had been getting a lot of unsettling thoughts in these past few day, she was confused herself. Everything was passing by fluidly but it felt as if something was going to get out of place somehow.
Anabiya made a quick prayer for his safety under her breath and insufflated. The light blow of air heightened every sense in Jalal Shah's system as he felt her finally get up.
She quickly started moving towards the door to leave when she heard a voice that turned her immobile on spot "Light tau off kar kay jao?"
The hoarse, filled with sleep voice, sent shivers through Anabiya's system. She became a shaking mess in her shoes.
Anabiya turned around instantly. He was still in the same position but his voice seemed wide awake.
"W-wo, m-mein ... b-bua jee keh rahi thi kay aapkay kapray w ...wash k-kapray wash karnay thay, Haan, wohi lenay ayi thi!" She managed to get the lame excuse out all while cringing herself. Internally praying, that he doesn't catches her lie.
"Acha? ...Lekin Mein apnay kapray tau dry cleaner kay pass bhijwaata hun?" He placed an taut arm underneath head and started looking at the girl now with an interest piqued up.
Anabiya was close to crying.
The man dressed in his usual night attire, black shalwar kameez looked dishevelled yet emanated authority. His deep rumbling voice had easily managed to put Anabiya into tension.
"W-wo bhool gayi hongi. Y-ya shayad m-meinay sahi say suna nahi tha. Aap so jaye, sorry disturb kar diya. M-Mein bus jaa hee rahi thi" she was stuttering miserably and her legs felt wobbly all of a sudden. The doe eyes were filled with tears to brim. She quickly turned her gaze towards the ground.
Whereas Jalal Shah held a very calm expression on his face as he watched her.
"Idhar ao"
The command made a cold jolt run through Anabiya's system. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she gulped the bile down. Mustering up all of the courage she hesitantly glanced up to meet his gaze.
Her breaths became raggedy. The penetrating coal eyes were hypnotic on their own. Amusement visible all across his face as if he was enjoying her vulnerable condition.
She slowly moved towards him but deep within she felt like running away.
In an reflexive motion Jalal Shah got into a sitting position with his back resting against the headboard of the bed and his eyes fixated on her every move. Anabiya was soon standing in front of him. He pointed towards the space on the bed with his eyes and she nervously settled down.
"J-Jalal wo.." she tried beginning but he was quick to cut her with his deep voice. "Ai apni marzi say thi, ....wapis meri marzi say jaogi!"
Anabiya felt her heart skip a beat. She instantly looked up at him with wide eyes. Shaking her head in negative she instantly began her broken sentences in a trance.
"Jalal sorry ... ainda baad pakka waada kabhi nahi aungi. Please abhi jaanay day. Promise ab permission kay begair nahi aungi. I'm sorry" tears started running down her face as she broke down into uncontrollable sobs.
She thought her pleas would be fruitful but the man ahead held an impassive look on his face as he intently watched her with hawk eyes.
Jalal on the other hand was trying all his best to keep the smile off of his face. She looked ethereal. He hated the tears in her eyes but it would've been a lie if he'd say they hadn't done a good enhancement in her beauty, if it was possible. Her light baby pink coloured shalwar kameez with the light brown open hair were putting Jalal Shah's frame into an deprived state.
"Nahi, ab ghalti ki hai tau saza tau milay gee!"
He spoke out with grave seriousness and Anabiya's mouth gaped open. She shook her head once again as if begging for any kind of mercy but only mutely. "Ek dafa pehlay bhi ayi thi naa kamray Mein? Tab kya bua jee nay kapron kay sath sath bukhaar check karnay ka bhi bola tha?" He asked her accusingly
Anabiya remembered the kiss and a multiple shades of pink fluttered on her face.
"N-nahi nahi tau. M-Meinay kiss tau nahi kee thi. Aur ap-ap tau so rahay thay!" she pointed out desperately completely unaware about how her innocence was fuelling the man's pleasure.
"Ohh, Matlab jhoot bhi bolna shuru kar diya hai?" He crossed his arms and raised one sharp brow. Instant guilt formed inside Anabiya as she realised there was no point in denying. She really had lied.
Breaking down into tears once again she looked up at her husband with wet lashes. "Bus E-ek dafa ayi thi" she nodded helplessly, feeling bad over the action.
"Dekh lo, tum nay tau mujhay batana bhi nahi tha. Wo tau shukar hai mein khud jaaga hua tha dono baariyon mein" He bluntly confessed and Anabiya felt like wanting to vanish away from the spot due to the intense embarrassment.
"Kiss tau tum nay kee thi. Iss baat mein koi shaq nahi. ... hmm chalo tumhari saza bhi meinay soch lee hai!" He replied thoughtfully all while acting the seriousness.
"S-saza? Jalal Saza kyun? Itni d-dafa sorry kiya hai. Please maaf kar dey na?" She was actually scared now.
"Tumhari saza ho gi ...mujhay ek aur dafa kiss karna hoga!" He spoke out in a low hazy manner while looking deeply into the peanut brown eyes. Anabiya was shocked. She felt her hands go clammy.
Shaking her head in negative she quickly tried getting up only for the the roughly masculine hand to quickly reach out and grab her arm. "Bhaag kahan rahi ho? Kiss tau dekar jao gi warna aaj raat iss kamray say baahir nahi jaa sako gi!"
His deep voice caused her to further indulge into crying. "N-nahi Jalal please nahi karay na. M-mujhay bohut dar lag raha hai ab" the sentence came out with little hiccups.
Jalal Shah pulled her down to her earlier position in a fluid motion and leaned forward. "Jaldi say so do meri kiss, aaj raat idhar hee guzaarnay ka iraada hai kya?" His suggestive sentence got Anabiya shaking in fright.
"Jalal, please." She tried once again and her husband blew out air in visible irritation. "Ya phir tum do gi, ya Mein khud Ley lu ga!" Anabiya continued whimpering in protest. Jalal Shah shook his head in disappointment and tried moving over her, himself.
Anabiya realised what he was doing and quickly pushed him back. "Kar rahi hun naa? Kar rahi hun. Aap please khud mat karay!" She wiped the tears from the back of her hands and urgently spoke out.
Jalal Shah quickly shook away the thought of teasing her more. "Anabiya ab tum mujhay ghussa dila rahi ho, rona band karo Abhi Issi waqt!" He raised his voice a little for the emphasis and Anabiya gasped a little. Seeing no room for reconsideration, she sniffled a little and closed her eyes.
In a fluent movement she leaned forward and quickly pecked his cheek before finally pulling away.
"Yeh kya tha?" Jalal Shah vocalised his thoughts and tried making a move himself only for Anabiya to fluidly leave out of his reach and get off the bed. "Dekha? Dekha? Aap bohut buray hain Jalal. Meinay aap ko kiss deni thi sirf aur-aur aap kiss kay baad bhi meray uper aarahy thay!" She accusingly pointed out while wiping her tears roughly.
"Arey, Tumharay lams ko tau Meinay sahi say mehsoos tak nahi kiya tha?" Jalal Shah innocently replied back.
"Ab aap mujhay kuch nahi keh saktay. Meinay aap say maafi bhi maang lee hai. Mein jaa rahi hun aur ainda baad idhar kabhi nahi aungi, naa aap say baat karun gi!" She claimed out loud in an hurt voice and rushed towards the door.
Her hands were on the doorknob but after not hearing any response from his side, made her pause and turn back around. The view shocked her to the core. Her husband was in the same position but now held a fist to his lips as if stifling his laughter.
"Aap ... aap hass rahay hain?? Aap tau keh rahay thay kay aap naraaz hain mujh say?" She asked in an unbelieving tone.
It took her a whole minute and Jalal Shah's frame to burst into a deep laughter for her to realise that he had been messing with her the whole time. A furious look covered her face as she immediately stomped towards the bed again.
"Aap mazaaq kar rahay thay meray sath? kitnay buray hain aap Jalal!" She sat down in front of him started punching his abdomen with her little fists. Jalal Shah took a deep breath before sobering up from his laughter and taking one of her hand in the large one of his own.
Slowly intertwining their fingers together he placed her hand over his heart.
"Yeh kamra balkay yeh puri kothi, Yeh sab kuch tumhara hee tau hai Anabiya. Ham tau sirf yahan rehtay hain, issay ghar tau tum nay banaya hai!
Jo muqaam Tumhara, meray dil or meri zindagi mein hai ussay tau mein zubaan pey bhi bayaan nahi kar sakta. Phir tum apni hee hesiyat say hee kyun itna bey khabar rehti ho?" A delightful shiver ran through Anabiya's system after his words.
"Tau aap mujhay itna tang kyun kar rahay thay? Aur naraaz bhi horahay thay? Phir tau yeh kamra mera bhi tau hua naa?" She looked down at the intricate pattern on the bedsheet while speaking out her words while her husband observed her with a smile.
"Mazaaq kar raha tha meri jaan, baat baat Mein itna pareshan mat ho jaya karo naa hee in Bari Bari ankhon pey itna zulm kiya karo.
Aur Tum kamray ki baat kar rahi ho?, yeh Jalal Shah tu khud pura ka pura tumhari malkiyat Mein hai!" His teasing tone successfully had a laughter bubbling out of Anabiya.
Her laugh distracted him like always. His gaze focused over her nose pin. It was simple yet it in a way beautified her whole smile.
Jalal Shah involuntarily moved forward to seek her warmth and Anabiya quickly cleared her throat before placing her both hands on the rigid abdomen, bringing him out of the trance.
"M-mujhay neendh aarahi hai. Mein chalti hun" she tried speaking her words without blushing. After taking her hands away. A smirk covered Jalal Shah's face after noticing her shyness.
"Kyun nahi, zaroor jayiye. Aap sojaye, hamari khayr hai, ab tau neendh aana ... mushkil hee lagta hai."
Anabiya's eyes widened after the context of the words settled in. A deep shade of colour painted her face as she quickly left but hadn't managed to miss
her husband's chuckle.
سکون کی دو ہی واضح صورتیں ہیں
کہ ایک تُو دوسری آواز تیری۔
- 𝗦𝘂𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗸𝗶 𝗱𝗮𝘂 𝗵𝗲𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘇𝗮𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻
𝗞𝗮𝘆 𝗲𝗸 𝘁𝘂, 𝗱𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗿𝗶 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗮𝘇 𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶.
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Chapter dedicated to all of those who bombarded my pms just for the DilxDaryab one shot. Love you G's ♡