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Ruhani POV
"Suna hai mohobbat karti hai aap humse,"
I froze in my steps and a shiver ran through my spine. His voice was flat as if he was declaring a fact and I couldn't guess whether he felt good or bad about this piece of information.
I turned slowly to see him spreading his arms wide against the edge of the pool. There was a slightly devilish smile and his eyes darted on me with that strands of wet hair falling right into his eyes.
"Karti hai?"
"Do you?"
He asked again and I blinked nervously not knowing what to answer.
Slowly, I shook my head in a 'No' as I didn't want to make fun of myself by declaring my love to someone who had no intentions to care for it.
"Nahi karti?"
"You don't?"
I shook my head again confirming my denial.
He chuckled a little and asked.
"To fir sharma kar bhaag kyu rahi hai,"
"Why are you running away then?"
I looked at him and ignored this one, walking away.
Coming back to the chamber, I quickly changed into a fresh pair of clothes. My heartbeats were racing insanely and purposely, I remembered the day when he called my father into the courtroom. I had to stop this.
Honestly, I wasn't able to understand anything right now. Especially, his behaviour. I didn't know what he was trying to do. What was he doing with me?
I closed my eyes to control my running thoughts. It was like he was purposely teasing me or maybe it was original but how could I trust him when he was something different at our wedding and something strange with my father, the very next day?
Was it just because he hated my father not me?
I looked at myself in the mirror lifting my gaze and my sight fell on the slight red mark I had on my neck. The very first assault of my husband. The very first evidence of our intimate moment.
But, it was due to alcohol. I tried to make my heart understand that it was just my attraction and lifetime love that I collected for him, erupting now. I had to control myself, control this all-day imagination, all-day craving for love. Why I had become this way?
He wasn't into me like that. I was just a wife to him. The wife he had to respect and live life with. That was it. Nothing else.
I had to control myself. I took a deep breath.
Looking at myself again in the mirror, I focused on tightening my top. They were loose clothes and had threads behind them on the back to make them hug the waist. I pulled the thread behind and tied the top of the Sharara hugging my waist and fitting me perfectly.
After tying them, I looked at the set of matching bangles. I picked them up hurriedly and started wearing them. My fingers were trembling still not able to forget the encounters with the Sultan.
"Ruhani,"
I shivered suddenly and the bangles fell on the ground as I turned to look at him all of sudden.
He was standing half-naked in front of me, only wearing his lower. His fingers ran into his hair as he looked at me.
My heartbeats slowed down as he slowly walked toward me. I fisted my fingers stopping myself from racing my heartbeats.
He came closer and looked at himself in the mirror. His lips still carry that evil slight curve. I lowered my gaze and sat down to collect my fallen bangles. This was a good chance for escaping my eyes meeting his.
"Aapne hamare sawal ka jawab nahi diya... jab ishq nahi to aakhen kyu chura rahi hai?"
"You haven't answered my question... Why are trying to avoid me if there are no feelings?"
I sucked on my lips a little and stood up and looked at him through the mirror. My heartbeats were racing and I was trying to hide from him.
I looked back at him with the strong intensity that he would never be able to doubt me.
His slight smile now faded away he looked back at me too. I found his gaze over my neck and I turned slowly to face him.
Lifting my gaze to reach his intense gaze and pointed my index finger at him, touching his chest a little slowly. And then pointing the same finger at me touching my chest a little with the point.
I took a few steps back and shook my head declaring I didn't have anything for him.
His face turned serious all of sudden and his eyes looked hurt a little.
I took a few more steps away turning away but suddenly, I felt his hand grabbing my wrist and pulling me closer.
I took two spins with the immense force in the pull and winced in pain as he twisted my wrist behind tightly.
Now, I got scared and my heart pounded insanely in my chest. The mild smell of his bathing oil hit my nose with the close proximity and he muttered looking into my eyes.
"Laakh paushake teri rooh se cheer lenge hum,
In hazar inkaaro me bhi ikraar doondh lenge hum,
"Will rip the millions of layers from your soul,
and find the acceptance even in thousands of denials,"
His words did rip my soul at a very moment. He was well aware of my thoughts and conditions. I blinked nervously and I felt that because of his grip my bangles broke. It sent a shiver to my spine and he muttered.
"Inkaar ki aadat nahi hai hume, Begum,"
"Begum, I am not habitual of denials,"
Water collected in my eyes and I blinked as my wrist was hurting. He might have understood my discomfort as he slowly left my hand and I instantly touched it to soothe it a little.
But, I shivered when my sight fell on the blood stuck to my wrist but I couldn't find the wound. My gaze instantly travelled to his palm as he sucked on his thumb. My heart skipped a beat now.
After sucking his thumb a little, he turned to wear his kurta. After getting ready into the burgundy coloured kurta.
My eyes silently watched him still not able to understand even the ounce of his behaviour.
What the hell was he doing to me? Why the hell I was feeling this way?
I looked at my wrist and his blood. It was a thick and darker version of red. The manly one. I rubbed my thumb wiping it away.
Suddenly, the door pushed open and my sight fell on a young girl running to him.
"Aashiq,"
She screamed with joy and I looked at Sultan whose lips also curved in a wide smile.
"Rabia,"
He smiled and she stopped just in front of him.
Thank god! She stopped, I thought she would just dive over him and then they both land right on the bed.
"Assalamualaikum,"
She wished and he replied back.
"Walaikum Assalam,"
"Mashallahhhh, Khuda Khair kare, aapke deedar ko to nighahein taras gayi kasam se,"
"Mashallahhhh, God swear, I was dying to meet you,"
She screamed with joy and a knot formed in my stomach with disgust.
I didn't know why but this girl wasn't giving me any good vibe.
"Milne ko to hum bhi taras rahe the aapse, Kaha thi aap?,"
"I was also looking forward to meeting you too, Where were you?"
She smiled and replied.
"Khala just sent me a letter to come here and I showed up,"
She replied and I looked at Sultan who just stole a gaze of me.
"Ammi sent you a letter?"
He asked thinning his eyebrows and she replied.
"Yeah,"
She muttered smiling seductively and walking a little closer to him spreading her arms around his neck.
"Khala told that there are some issues with your wife... so she soon is asking Abbu for the marriage,"
I blinked as the sight before me, did shook me to the core. What the hell was she doing? And, was she just talking about me?
He looked a little at me and lowered her hands from his neck asking.
"Marriage?"
"Ji, hamare Aashiq Sahab,"
My stomach twisted insanely as I just understood what was she talking about. The anger travelled down my nerves as she was flirting with my husband right in front of me.
She forwarded her hand to touch his and this was it.
I walked and the noise of my anklets caught her attention.
She turned to notice that there was someone else in the chamber too.
"Oh, Assalamulaikum,"
She said and I wished her back with the smile and signal, bending my face a little.
"Rabia, in se mile, Hamari Begum Ruhani Aashiq khan,"
"Rabia, meet her, my wife, Ruhani Aashiq khan,"
My god, My heart just skipped a beat the way he introduced me in front of her.
His eyes fixed on me as I walked between them and she looked at me thinning her eyebrows.
I forwarded my hand to take his hand from her, looking at his slightly bleeding thumb of his, I brought it closer to my lips and sucked a little. The jealousy did work on me.
Her face changed colour and I could see the slight anger and shock running down her nerves when she glared at my face and then I noticed her noticing my neck. I smiled internally.
After washing the blood, I tore the side of my cotton Dupatta and wrapped it around the wound.
I just loved her reaction.
She gulped and looked at Aashiq for some words and he just looked even more shocked and surprised. His eyes darted on me and this was it.
"Hum khala se mil kar aate hai,"
"I should meet Khala jaan,"
She muttered and walked back to leave the chamber.
I looked at Sultan then and realised what I had just done.
He bit his lips controlling his wide smile and looked at me. Lifting his eyebrows he questioned silently.
I blushed hard.
Taking a few steps back, I just lowered my gaze and looked at him as he took a step forward.
"Jalan ho rahi hai aapko?"
"Are you feeling jealous?"
He asked with a teasing tone and I looked at him.
But, before I could reply anything.
"Bhabhijaan,"
I looked at Adeena who just entered the chamber.
"Assalamualaikum Bhabhijaan,"
She came wishing me and I wished her back.
She looked at him hesitantly and Sultan just walked away leaving us alone to understand the situation.
"Bhabhijaan, your problems have just increased,"
She whispers screaming with a tense expression.
I thinned my eyebrows and looked closely at myself.
"The Girl, I told you... whom Ammi wanted to marry Bhaijaan, Rabia, and Bhabhijaan. She has arrived in the Palace,"
Now, everything made sense to me.
"Bhabhijaan, she is such a seductress and you have to really take care of Bhaijaan,"
She said sitting on the couch and pressing her fingers against her forehead.
"You really have to do something Bhabhijaan, otherwise... I don't know but I really don't like her,"
She said with a crying face.
I smiled looking at her and signalled her not to worry.
"Begum Sahiba,"
Suddenly, our attention was caught by an attendee and we both looked at her.
"Badi Begum has asked you to prepare the sweet dish for the Pehli Rasoi ritual,"
I looked at her and nodded silently.
"She is coming after getting ready,"
Adeena said in my place and she went back.
Then she looked at me and asked.
"You should get ready first,"
I nodded.
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