you who have believed, take not those who have taken your religion in ridicule and amusement among the ones who were given the Scripture before you nor the disbelievers as allies. And fear Allah, if you should [truly] be believers.
Days were passing with silent and anger. By both of them. They never talked unless and until it was important. Sara made a distance for Jahangir, hence the last scene kept repeating in her mind continuously.
On the other hand, Jahangir was now more and more frustrated. Those small moments between them, he missed it badly. He was seething in anger more this days, he also fired many employees from his compnay on silly mistakes. Seeing this sara made up her mind not to talk to him anymore. Or else she will be the next facing his wrath.
Sara didn't hated Jahangir. She hated his anger, ego and sudden mood swings like girls. One moment he was angry n the other moment he would apologise to her. Only her. Not anyone else.
Somewhere in his heart, the feelings were making him feel different things. What if she hates him and never reciprocated love?
What if she leaves him like his mother left? Thus thoughts were making him to confront his feelings. He never wanted to be weak infront of her. For her he was her saviour. But for him, she was a hope to live the life!
Currently, sara was in lounge doing her studies. Jahangir was typing something on his laptop. Both were pretending to ignore each other.
Bell rang, making sara flinch. Jahangir sighed frustratingly. He was in no mood to hear anything from his PA. He was already stressed out because of a particular project.
Maid opened the door and a boy, nearly Sara's age entered with messy hair and his guitar at back.
Sara stood up. Jahangir looked at the boy and than to Sara's face to study her expression.
She smiled at him.
Jahangir's face scowled at this. His blood boiled.
" hii sara" that boy said smiling like he got his favourite car.
"Hi... mohsin" sara said smiling and motioned him to sit.
Jahangir said, in this husky tried voice, "Walaikum assalam! Do i know?!" He mocked.
The smile on mohsin's face wiped away in no second!
Sara stiffened at his voice.
" wo...sir...me notes lene aya tha...exam aane wale hena...isiliye " mohsin tried his best to speak.
Jahangir gave a curtly nod. Not before looking at sara. She ran to her room. Gathered her notes whatever he asked her to give.
Coming down running she handed over to him.
Mohsin smiled and thanked her. To which she nodded. Only nodded, as she could feel someone's wrath in the aura.
Mohsin was about to leave Jahangir stopped him.
"Yes...sir" mohin said. Being little uncomfortable with his bulky man.
"Do you have a phone? Smart phone?" Jahangir asked with emotionless face.
Mohsin nodded.
Jahangir motioned him to come forward. Sara panicked.
He went and stood at little distance.
"U its better to study smart than study hard!" Jahangir said patting his shoulder. To which this teenager flinched and nodded furiously.
"Take snaps of all the notes that u required. And sara... how will u study if u give away ur notes to ur classmate? Huhh?" Jahangir asked in a calm tone. Not make her scared and cry.
Mohsin quickly took snaps.
And ran back to his home.
Sara was about to climb the stairs. When Jahangir spoke.
"Dusro ki madad karne se phle ye dekh liya karo...ki unki madad tumare liye toh musibat na bane!" He said while typing on his laptop.
Sara hummed.
"Words....sara khan...i don't like to nods on my questions,better answer in words" he again said.
Sara was stomped her feet, huffing her cheeks. She said, " ok Jahangir".
And this brought a beautiful smile on his face.
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And finally today was her nikkah. He arranged everything. Beejan was helping sara to get ready. She was continuously looking at her mother's pic. To exactly like her. She was carrying her look.
After her make up session. Soon she was called down for nikkah.
Jahangir was amused to his beautiful lady.
"Masha Allah " he mumbled.
"Qubool h" he said the third time and signed the papers.
Meanwhile sara, wipped quietly remembering her parents. Beejan hugged her and consoled her.
While a guard came running,
Jahangir looked at him questionly.
"Sir....
There is a woman with a man, she is saying she is ur mother....she wants to meet you!" That was enough to make his blood boil. Meanwhile a olderly woman entered, with her caked up face. With a man walking behind her. Her husband.
" stop there! You are not supposed to enter my property.... get the hell out right now...or else u won't be able to control my rage!" Jahangir roared angrily.
Breaking show pieces into pieces.
Woman flinched.
"Betaaa....listen...!" She tried to say...
Jahangir marched and held her husband's neck, in his hand choking him into death.
" AGAR ZINDA REHNA H...OR APNI ZINDAGI SE ZARAA BHI PYAR H TOH DAFAA HO JAA YA SE OR APNI BIWI KO LE JA ABHI OR ISSI WAQT!!" Jahangir roared.
That man coughed and said, " jaha....
And here Jahangir started punching his brutally.
His mom gasped and tried to free her husband for her son's grip.
"Enough...he is is father!" His mom yelled holding his arm.
Sara was shocked to all this she was just standing in the corner Nd watching this whole thing clutching beejan's arms.
"THIS MAN IS UR HUSBAND BUT NOT FATHER... MY FATHER DIED YEARS BACK...AND U MARRIED THIS MOTHERF#### THAT TOO WITH IN A WEEK!!! U BOTH MURDERED MY FATHER....U BOTH.....GET THE HELL OUT....RIGHT...NOW....!!!!" Jahangir again roared being angry. This both were responsible for Making his life worse!
His anger issues, depression was onky the reason of his family problems.
Jahangir's eyes were red. He badly wanted to cry. Both were dragged out by his guards.
Jahangir marched to his room, on his way he yelled making his wife flinch.
" sara in my room now!!" He yelled.
She nodded with teary eyes and ran holding her lehenga to his room.
He was sitted on his arm chair.
Sara entered and saw tears in his eyes.
She went near him, fidgeting her fingers and said stammering.
" i........m....so...sorry....Jahangir....me...ne apko....bhot galat ....samjha......apka rude....behaviour....ki wajah....jankar....bhot afsos h...muje.... plz...muje maaf karde....plz" she said fidgeting her fingers and let her tears roll down her cheeks.
Jahangir looked at her and chuckled bitterly.
Rubbing her tears away from her cheeks with his thump.
She stiffened.
" tumari galti nhi sara.... mera nasib hi aesa h.... sab mujse nafrat karte h...mere talakh rawiyye ne muje sabka bura bana diya h...kaash me marr...jata....uss din..jiss din apne baba ko khoya tha..." he said looking at the ceiling.
She quickly hugged him and cried on his chest.
"Aesa na bole....ap..... mere liye mera sab kuch h ab...... aainda...mat bolna ....aesa......" she said between her hiccups. He pulled her away softly and cupped her cheeks.
"Tum kitna roti...ho!" He said being annoyed by her tears. It pained when she cried.
" ap rulate h!" She said pouting.
Jahangir chuckled and kissed her forehead.
Joining their heads they sat for long time. Sara was sitting on his lap.
" saraa..."
"Hmm...."
" tume pta h nikkah ke baad kya hota h?"
" nhi! Mene nhi dekha kabhi kisi ka nikkah!" She said pouting.
He smiled.
Seeing him smiling she smiled and said, " u look more handsome when u smile!" And kissed his cheek.
For a moment he was shocked. And soon pulled her more close and kissed her.
Sara was blushing hard.
While he was just looking at his beautiful lady blushing.
" hawww.... apko ye nhi karna chahye tha!!" She said being panicked all of a sudden and looked at him with teary eyes.
He asked, " why?"
" i will get pregnant now!..... i have seen on movies..... " she said remembering.
He left out throaty laughter.
" girl u r too innocent !!" He said.
" tumare kisi frnd ya cousin ki shadi nhi huyi i mean they never discussed anything?!" He asked being surprised.
She nodded no. Pouting and huffing her cheeks.
" baba never allowed me to attend any function! He said i am too naive for this cruel world" she said looking at him adorably.
He hummed.
" do u like kids? How many kids u want?" He asked controlling his smile.
" allah jitne de ... but i want them to look like u . U r really handsome, cool and superb like a filmy hero... !" She said with a smile.
He noticed one thing she was talking too much today.
" or agr tumare tarha huye toh?" He asked helping her to remove her heavy jewellery.
" than keep them with you!" She said pouting.
He laughed and kissed her forehead.
" u r really very naive my baby" he said and hugged her from behind.
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