Note: This chapter is kind of maybe dramatic.
Maybe Kind of angst!!!
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Warning: This chapter is unedited!!!
Morning!!!!!!
Zaid,s Point Of View!!!
I sighed heavily, my head was aching from stress. My hand reached up and I caressed my forehead as I glanced at the photographs in front of me. They were of Mubashira and mohib, in a not so decent position.
Ya Allah kya karun main?
I mused out loud, my breath hitched in my chest as I gulped the lump that formed in my throat. I could feel a delicate sheen of tears welling up in my eyes and I gasped, placing a hand on my heart. I closed my eyes trying to blink the tears away. I felt as if someone has stabbed a knife in my chest and was twisting it again and again.
Zaid,s Point Of View Ends!!!
No. Mubashira mein chahe lakh kamiyan ho woh aisa nahin ker sakti. Mubashira dhokebaaz nahin hai.
Zaid said, his voice filled with a hint of trust.
Zaid reached out for his phone, his head was aching from stress. He dialed Shahmeer,s number and placed the phone in between his ear and shoulder.
Assalamualaikum.
Zaid greeted Shahmeer. His voice quivering slightly.
Walikumassalam
Shahmeer greeted back, his tone light.
Shahmeer. Jaldi aao. Abhi.
Zaid said, his voice filled with urgency.
Zaid kya hua hai?
Shahmeer asked from the other side, concerned.
Just abhi aao.
Zaid said instead, rather urgently.
Zaid,s muscles were stiff from tension as he waited for Shahmeer, worry lines etched into his forehead. His eyes kept going towards the pictures again and again and he noticed something.
Zaid....
Shahmeer entered inside, tension etched across his features.
Zaid breathed out, his chest tightening as he locked eyes with Shahmeer.
Kya hua???
Shahmeer asked, his breath coming out in short gasps.
Zaid breathed, caressing his forehead. His headache intensified.
Yeh tasveerein...
Zaid trailed off pointing a finger at the photos. His chest tightened. His breath hitched.
Shahmeer covered his mouth with his palm and looked at Zaid. He reached out and held his shoulders. His eyes were wide in shock.
Zaid bhabhi aisa kuch nahin ker sakti.
Shahmeer said, his voice, a mixture of desperation and urgency as he sought to make a point.
You know her right?
Shahmeer asked, his eyes searching Zaid,s.
Zaid gulped the lump that formed in his throat and blinked his eyes nodding his head in positive gently.
Relax Shahmeer. I know my wife.
Zaid said softly, a slow smile spread across his face that reached his eyes.
Main janta hoon ke Mubashira aisa kabhi nahin ker sakti.
Zaid added, his voice a mixture of trust and sincerity.
Mujhe pictures dikhao dubara.
Shahmeer said softly.
Andha hai kya? Samne padi hain.
Zaid said rolling his eyes.
Shahmeer made a face and took the picture.
Yeh picture similar kyun lag rahi hai mujhe? Like I think maine dekhi hai yeh kahin.
Shahmeer said, his brows knitting together in a delicate expression of confusion.
Tujhe bhi yehi lagta hai?
Zaid asked, his eyes searching Shahmeer,s hopefully.
Haan I'm quite sure about it.
Shahmeer said rather confidently. Zaid let out the breath he didn't knew that he was holding.
Zaid,s phone rang. He looked at the caller id and his hand reached up to caress his forehead, a frown forming on his forehead.
YA KHUDA. Ho gaya...
Zaid trailed off. He let out a sigh, his headache taking over.
Assalamualaikum dad.
Zaid greeted his father, his voice a notch lower.
Abhi ghar aao.
Mr Asif Shahnawi ordered. Zaid rolled his eyes but nodded his head nevertheless.
I'll be there.
Zaid said and cut the call.
Bulawa aa chuka hai. Isse pehle ke log Mubashira se sawal karen humein jana hoga. Uska special day hai aaj. Bahot mushkil se maine convince kiya tha chutti lene ka liye. Main nahin chahata ke uska birthday spoil ho jaye.
Zaid said, his voice trembling with worry.
Pehle baba ko calm kerna hoga.
He later added.
Let's go.
Shahmeer and Zaid said in unison
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They entered inside the Shahnawi Villa. The hall seemed to hold it's breath. Asif Shahnawi was sitting on the couch holding his head while sat beside him holding a glass of water out for him. Asif Shahnawi seemed too shock by the events unfolding that he took the glass from Ayra,s hands and sipped the water.
Assalamualaikum dad.
Zaid greeted his father. Mr Asif Shahnawi stood up and looked at Zaid. His face was a canvas of regret and concern as he reached out to clasp Zaid,s hand.
Zaid maaf ker do mujhe mere bache.
Mr Asif Shahnawi said, his voice mixture of pain and remorse.
Kyun baba?
Zaid asked, his shock pulpable seeing his father apologizing for the very first time.
Maafi mang rahe hain Zaid.
Ayra said angrily. She stood up from the couch and walked towards him.
Mubashira se tumhari shadi karwane ke liye.
Ayra said, her voice quivering with emotion as a tear rolled up on her cheek.
Tum yeh deserve nahin kerte Zaid. She was cheating on you and you don't deserve it. You don't.
Ayra reached out to cradle his cheek but Zaid held her hand and glared at her.
Pagal ho gaye hain kya sab ke sab. Mubashira mujhpe kabhi cheat nahin ker sakti. I know it.
Zaid spoke, his voice slightly raising, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.
Kaise jante ho tum? Zaid tum kuch mahine rahe ho uske sath bas kuch mahine.
Ayra spoke, her voice slightly raising. She reached out to touch his arm but Zaid stepped back.
Kuch mahine hi sahi Ayra per main shohar hoon uska....
Tum aaj kal kuch zyada nahin bol rahe ke main shohar hoon uska?
Ayra cut him off, narrowing her eyes at him.
Zaid let out a small sarcastic laugh and crossed his arms across his chest, locking eyes with Ayra making her skin crawl and she gulped the lump that formed in her throat and then met Zaid,s eyes, her confidence wavering slightly.
Kyun jab maine har din tumhein apni biwi kaha that too proudly tab kyun nahin roka tumne mujhe ke Zaid har baar yeh sab kerne ki zaroorat nahin hai?
Zaid asked, his voice a notch lower but the sarcasm was evident.
Toh Mubashira ke time per kya hua?
Zaid asked locking eyes with Ayra.
Shahmeer, standing with Zaid allowed himself a small, tender smile hearing Zaid,s question.
Kyunke main biwi hoon tumhari.
Ayra replied, her voice wavering slightly.
Zaid sighed. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at her not so confident answer and said in a matter of fact tone
Toh Mubashira bhi biwi hai meri.
Uss jaisi badkirdar ladki mere bete ki biwi nahin ho sakti. Zaid talaq do usse.
Mr Asif Shahnawi,s words were sharp, cutting through the air, they hit Zaid like a physical blow who gasped and stepped back.
A tensed silence enveloped the hall as everyone shared tensed glances, their eyes wide. Unspoken words hung heavy in the air. Zaid who was staring at Mr Asif Shahnawi in shock let out a trembling breath.
The silence was broken by Shahmeer who let out a gasp, and palmed his mouth.
Zaid breathed out rather heavily. His chest tightened. His heartbeat stopped. The thought of divorcing Mubashira made him feel suddenly cold. His feet trembled feeling the floor beneath ice cold. His heart twisted rather painfully in his chest at the thought. He had became so attached with Mubashira in such a short time that now he looks forward for the opportunities to spend time with her and the thought of divorcing her left him breathless. He can't imagine a life without her now. Maybe he was falling for her. He was confused.
Zaid let out another trembling breath and stepped closer to his father. He locked eyes with his father and asked, his voice as cold as ice.
Aur aapko kyon lagta hai ki aap kahenge aur main de dunga?
Mr Asif Shahnawi looked at Zaid. His body shaking with furry as he stepped forward.
Tum mujhe manna ker rahe ho?
Mr Asif Shahnawi asked, his voice shaking with barely controlled rage. The hall seemed to hold it's breath. Unspoken words hung heavy in the air.
Ker raha hoon.
Zaid broke the silence, his voice stoic.
Zaid took a deep breath and spoke, his voice calm, a complete different contrast against the heaviness that enveloped the hall.
Baba. Mubashira mein chahe lakh kamiyan hoon per woh dhokebaaz nahin hai.
Yeh baat itne yakeen se kaise keh sakte ho tum?
This time it was Ayra who spoke, her voice carrying a hint of doubt.
Because I know my wife Ayra.
Zaid,s statement hung heavy in the air. Zaid breathed out and let out a small smile.
Baba I know aap mujhe le ker fikrmand hain but please mera Yakeen kijiye Mubashira aisa nahin ker sakti kyunke woh biwi hai meri aur main uska shohar. Main janta hoon usse.
Zaid spoke, his voice soft yet firm.
Baba agar ladki badkirdar ho na ya uske dil mein khot ho toh nazrein jhuk jati hain. Main Mubashira ke sath rehta hoon dad. Shauhar hoon uska, janta hoon usse woh kabhi aisa kuch nahin ker sakti.
Zaid spoke, his voice filled with all the trust he has placed in Mubashira.
Per yeh photos... Mubashira is cheating on you trust me...
Tumhare paas dimag hai ya nahin hai? Are you mad or what?
This time it was Shahmeer who yelled at Ayra making her stumble back in fear.
Photos can be morphed.
Zaid stated, a note of irritation coloring his tone.
And ek minute.
Zaid walked to Ayra and locked eyes with hers.
Tum itna zor kyon de rahi ho ke Mubashira ne cheat kiya hai mujhpe?
Zaid asked, his voice laced with doubt and a touch of uncertainty.
You are doubting me Zaid?
Ayra asked, her voice trembling with hurt.
Zaid breathed out, his voice as hard as steal.
Main karna nahin chahata Ayra lekin tum mujhe kerne per majboor ker rahi ho.
I can clearly see that this pic is morphed.
Zaid said, his voice filled with assurance.
Kya ho raha hai?
Haya asked entering inside with her bag pack on her shoulders.
Kuch zyada nahin Meri biwi per doubt.
Zaid said sighing.
Kya?
Haya asked dropping the bag on the floor, a hint of shock evident in her tone.
Haan.
Zaid told her everything.
Show me the picture.
Haya said, her voice carrying a hint of impatience.
Zaid showed her the picture.
It's morphed.
Haya spoke, her voice a mixture of sincarity and confidence.
Zaid and Shahmeer let out a huge sigh of relief.
See we told you.
Zaid and Shahmeer said in unison.
Per tumne kaha tha ke Mubashira tumhare sath photoshoot ke liye jayegi.
Ayra spoke, her voice laced with doubt.
Are poori baat sun liya karo tum. Haya ne kaha tha ke woh bhai aur bhabhi ka photoshoot kerna chahati hai toh bhabhi ne kaha bhai aur bhabhi sath mein chalenge.
Shahmeer said irritated. He reached up and caressed his forehead in irritation.
Zaid smiled softly.
Mohib ke sath yeh ladki koi aur hai.
Haya said, her voice soft yet firm.
Konse lab mein yeh picture li thi.
Zaid asked sternly.
Mere sath chaliye.
Haya said softly.
Zaid was about to go but stopped as his phone rang.
He smiled looking at the caller id and picked it up and placed his phone in between his ear and shoulder
Haan MJ.
Zaid said softly, a smile playing on his lips. Mr Asif Shahnawi and Ayra,s eyes went wide in shock seeing his sudden transformation while Shahmeer and Haya smiled.
Kahan ho tum? Tumne vaada kiya tha ke jaldi aaoge.
Mubashira said from the other side, a sigh escaped her lips.
Acha baba sorry for being late. Main bas 1 ghante mein aata hoon.
Zaid said softly, a gentle smile spread across his face.
Pakka?
Mubashira asked, her voice carrying a touch of uncertainty.
Haan baba pakka.
Zaid said chuckling softly.
Okay.
Zaid cut the call and looked at his family members.
Mubashira ko Kuch pata nahin chalna chahiye. I'll be back in sometime.
Zaid said rather ordered and was about to leave from there but stopped hearing his father
Itna confidence?
Confidence nahin trust.
Zaid said and grabbed Haya,s hand.
Chalo Haya.
Zaid said and Haya nodded her head in positive.
Aur haan Shahmeer yaad rakhna ke yeh log MJ se kaise bhi koi sawal na karen.
Zaid said. Shahmeer nodded his head in positive.
Okay main dehan rakhunga.
Shahmeer assured softly.
End Of Chapter!!!
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