Author's POV
-Cause i am crazily in love with you.
Mehreema's heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t ready to listen this direct confession. Her heart is now beating much speedily that anyone could hear her heart beat. Ahan again started driving car in his regular speed saying
-Don’t worry, It's my feelings, totally my personal feeling. I never shared with anyone.
Mehreema looked at him innocently.
-Don’t look at me like this. I will fall even more for you.
Mehreema chuckled under her niqab and looked away. She rubbed her eyes and asked him
- What is desertic eyes, Mr. Ahan?
Ahan blushed hearing her addressing him as Mr.Ahan. He said with a bright smile
-Your eyes looks like a desert that's why i said desertic eyes. I just invented adjective form of desert.
Ahan giggled on his own statement. Mehreema laughed a bit and said.
- Wallah, your and my mother's poetic mind!
Ahan giggled again. Then they came back home after buying brownies. Even though Ayaan was suffering for pain but he was not showing anyone. Ayesha was checking him in every 10 minutes. When Ahan and Mehreema came back, they saw their grandmother and Aunty was talking with Emeer. Mehreema ran to her aunty Jennie and hugged her.
-Assalamualaikum phupho. How are you? Don't you miss us? Nowadays you don’t even call us.
Her aunty pinched her cheek and said
-Walaikumassalam. You know i stay so busy. Even my kids also have complains about my works. Now i am here, we will have lots of fun together.
-Okie pokie.
Ahan came and greeted salam everyone. He was about to leave but his grandmother stopped him on his way.
-Ahan, from where you are coming? It seems Mehreema was with you too.
His grandmother said mockingly. Emeer felt her mother's objection. So to make the situation normal he said
-Ammu, i have told him to take her at coaching.
-Isn’t your daughter growing up as a woman? After some days she will 19 years old. Wallah, this generation even don't have tension about their wellness. What's left to see more, Allah!
Ahan suppressed his anger and said in cold tone
-Granny, i just took her at coaching, nothing else. But if you want to elongate the matter in this way then i am telling you one day i will run away with her and will marry her without anyone of your concern. So it would be better if you don’t make scene of this simple matter, other then you know my nature.
Emeer and Arisha suppressed thier laugh even though they want to laugh so loudly and give him thumbs up. Mehreema was looking at him with widen eyes. Before his grandmother could say something Fatima said
- Granny, leave this brainless human's illogical threat. He still can't talk against Abbu and he will run away with any girl. Such a funny joke.
Ahan rolled his eyes with sarcastic smile and left from there. Mrs. Sourob aka their grandmother looked at Ahan's walking figure. Mehreema giggled and whispered to Fatima
-Bombastic side eye!
Fatima laughed and said
-Criminal side eye!
Mrs. Sourob said while addressing Emeer by his name
- Emeer, now your daughter has grown up much. Marry her off with someone decent and well-mannered.
Emeer smiled . Jennie said with objection
- No, vaiya. She is still not enough aged to handle her own family. She will complete her education then you will look for someone. My nephew is so beautiful, MashAllah. And Vabhi and you grew her up with all good morals. So no need to do hurry.
-You shut up, Jennie. Now she will study at university, will meet with different kinds of people, will become friend with males. What if the historic repeat again? Have you forgotten what happened with Tithi?
Mehreema felt a knife goes through her heart after hearing her grandmother's word. She is not understanding how can her own grandmother think like this about her. Jennie objected angrily
-Ammu, what's with this kind of thought. Tithi apu's incident was an accident. She was a victim. And our Mehreema is not that type of girl.
Ayesha grabbed Jennie's should and said
- Leave it Jennie. She is concern about her grandchild so she is giving us advice. Don't talk with her like this
Jennie stopped her while saying
-Vabhi please, now don’t say you are ready for her marriage.
Mrs. Sourob said
- She is her mother. She knows what will good for her daughter. Ayesha don’t listen her lecture. You should look for a decent guy for my Mehreema
-Amma, let her complete her admission then we will. She have finished her exams yesterday and she is not expert on household works yet. I will teach her everything then it will be best.
-Okey! That’s so fine. Arisha, bring my hot water bag at my room. My waist is having pain again. Fatima take me to my room.
Fatima nodded and went with her grandmother. Mehreema asked her mother confusingly
-Ammu? You want me to get married this early
-No! Your granny won't stop arguing if i hadn’t agree with her. Argue is not any solution of any discussion. Sometimes it’s better to accept opponent's proposal and work as the way the work supposed to be done.
Emeer smiled proudly and said
-Indeed my patient woman.
Arisha made a wow face and said
- I see! So i wonder why you agreed.
Jennie said
- Vabhi, don’t take her words seriously. She has become old and her brain is also not working like before.
-She is not always wrong. She is our elder so we should atleast listen her what she wanted to say. Mehreema you go and take shower. Zuhr prayer's time is going out.
Mehreema nodded and left. Arisha went to her mother-in-law's room and gave her the water bag.
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After Magreeb prayer, Jennie checked on Ayaan.
-Vabhi, Don't worry. He is fine now. It will take few more days to recover fully. But don’t take stress. Our Ayaan is so strong.
-Alhamdulillah. Sukr Alhamdulillah.
Emeer showed up in the room from nowhere. He was dressed up weirdly.Usually he wears trouser and t-shirt or lose Shirt or short kurta and when goes out he definitely dressed up his with suits or jeans and shirt. But tonight he dressed up like young boy. He was wearing black leather jacket, skinny jeans with combat boots. Ayesha narrowed her eyebrows and asked
-Why did you dress up like this? Are you going anywhere?
Suddenly Mahir popped up with similar kind of dress. This time Arisha became confused.
-You are also going somewhere?
Ayaan and Ahan was looking them head to toe amusedly. Ahan said in smiley tone
-It seems you both are going to ride bike. I never seen any of you wearing skinny jeans with combat boots. Wallah, they are looking so young seems like they can handle their woman still the way they us...
Ahan felt a flying slipper hitted his back.He looked behind and saw his mother is glaring at him so he stopped on the middle and looked at his father. His father also giving him threat to stop through eyes.
- I didn’t said anything. They are looking old, so old.
Everybody laughed so hard on that incident. Emeer came near Ayesha and said while holding her hands
-I am going out with my friends. Don’t worry i will back before 11. I am not riding bike in this age. Mahir will ride, i will drive car. Okey?
-Okey but are you okey? Why are you looking so frustrated?
-It’s nothing. I am leaving okey?!
Emeer and Mahis both left. Arisha was feeling distress cause Mahir's movement wasn’t normal like as usual. He was looking like that Mahir who used to fight and beat others with or without reason.
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Mehreema was looking for Ahan since Magreeb prayer. But Ahan was missing at home. Actually Ahan was at rooftop smoking alone. After few times Ahan came back to his room and saw Mehreema is sitting on couch on his balcony. His eyes became wide seeing her in his room. He went near her and stood leaning his back on railing
-What a surprise, sunflower! You are at my room. Need anything. I didn’t allowed you yet at my room Love
Mehreema looked up and gave him a done face
-Vaiya, actually i want to tell you something so i entered in your room without your permission. I am sorry.
-It’s okey. I didn’t mind. My everything belongs to you, only you. So you can come anytime.
-If you are done then should i say what i wanted to say.
-Yeah sure Love.
-Stop addressing me as love
- I will not. Tell me what's in your mind.
-I am so done with your cringe behave. Whatever! Do you know who is Rahat?
Ahan stood straight and asked her worriedly
-Why?Where from you get to know him? Who told you about this?
-I don’t know him. I heard vaiya saying that someone named Rahat had beaten him so aggressively and he is left-handed. So i thought you may know him and you can do something.
Ahan took corner of Mehreema's vail and kissed it then said
- Thank you so much love for getting me this information. Now i will show Rahat how wrong his decision was attacking on my brother.
Mehreema worriedly asked
-Where are you going?
-Listen. Don’t tell anyone what you have told me just now. And don’t worry. Pray to Allah so that your cringe man could make them regret of their decision.
Ahan left home furiously. Mehreema became tensed cause she know how Ahan beat someone when he gets angry. Ahan called Anuj and Shihab and told them to come. They all were searching Rahat and his companions.
Meanwhile....
Rahat and his friends were smoking beside road, suddenly they felt someone has thrown alcohol on their body from far. One of them said
-Who the hell of that guy in bike? How he dare to throw alcohol on us.
Rahat angrily said
-CATCH THAT ROUE!
They all started their bike and rode their bike behind that person. When all of them left from there a car went behind them too. After going further, Rahat and those boys saw a muscle man leaning on his bike holding a ironic stick. That man was looking down. Rahat yelled at that person
-Who are you? How you dare to throw alcohol on us? Seems you are new at Gulshan. You should have known about me after before getting into a war with me
That man laughed and said
-Saying like you hate alcohol. You have never inhale it’s smell neither take sip of it.
Rahat again shouted
-I drink alcohol or not is none of your business.
Suddenly they heard sound of a car and that car stopped exactly near them.
-Who are you? Who is that guy in that car? Remove your mask.
This time Rahat said in shaky voice. The man in car went out and hand over a hockey stick to the another man. All of a sudden they both hitted Rahat and his companions harshly. All of them fell on road and start screaming for help.
-Sssh! No one will come here to help.
Then that two stranger beated them in worst way. Rahat asked them in pained voice
-What have we done? Why are you both beating us like this? You don’t know my Dad. He can kill you two in a blink on eyes.
The strangers laughed loudly.
-Your dad doesn’t know us. Last 36 hours's crimes are enough to kill you guys but i will not kill you. I will just break those hands with those you guys have smuggled drag and grabbed private part of a woman seductively , i will break those leg with those you guys have kicked innocent people without any reason. I will just give you reminder about what it’s the punishment of raping school going girls, married naive woman. And... and i will let you feel how it feel being beaten by someone.
They begged to that stranger not to beat them anymore but Rahat was silent cause begging to anyone will hurt his ego. They gotten beaten that much that at the end they lost their conscious. When their senseless body were lying on road, that stranger left and directly went to a river side.
They threw the ironic stick and hockey stick into river and removed their mask.
-Vaiya, we should take shower before praying Isha.
-I didn’t bring extra pair of dress with me Mahir, have you brought?
-Yes my man. Let's take shower beside this river.
They both took shower and burned their clothes which they wearing earlier. Then they both brother prayed their Isha prayer at masjid and went back to home.
Ahan and his friends found Rahat's group nowhere. With frustration and anger Ahan came back home. Mehreema was waiting for him at his room. As soon as Ahan entered in room, she asked
- Are you okey Ahan?
Be continue
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