Chapter 6 - Married to A Mafia Leader

Chapter 6-Marriage 

Uncle John! .... start the marriage ”

 Maulvi's eyes widened with astonishment but instead of asking any question, he started reciting the marriage sermon.

He replied in a soft tone.

"Haq Mehr ...?" This time he had inquired from a human woman.

Before the mother could say anything, Tanavash said ... "Haq Mehr was the death of Dilawar Sheikh."

"But daughter ..."

She insisted, "Uncle John, accept what I am asking."

And Maulvi began to ask and accept without repetition. Kabir did not open his mouth in this regard. He just listened to the words of tanavash with interest. He was amused by her words.

As soon as the marriage ceremony was over, he stood up and asked Tanavash.

"What time should I send a car to pick you up?"

"I'm walking with you," she said firmly.

"No." Kabir nodded. "The car will arrive to pick you up at ten o'clock at night. Spend a few more hours with your family. And if there is any ritual, etc., complete it." The last sentence he had said with a smile. Tanavush felt that he seemed to look better with a smile. But with it was also the fact that a smile appeared sparingly on his face.

As soon as he left, Maulvi Sahib also asked permission to go.

The people of the neighborhood also approached the mother and daughter in a remorseful and light manner and started congratulating them. Even though the whole story had passed high above their heads. Tanavash's marriage. Everything was very strange but they did not dare to ask questions. It was only a matter of satisfaction for them that Kabir Dada ordered Dilawar Sheikh's workers to be expelled from her neighborhood forever.

The women of the neighborhood were also in turmoil. Many of them had come to the courtyard and witnessed the fate of Dilawar Sheikh with their own eyes. 

After the departure of Maulvi Sahib, the men had also moved away from there. After his departure, the women had got open freedom. Even so, on the day of the wedding, the bride is the center of attention, but she was the bride who made everyone's mind dizzy. No sound could be heard in the house. No mother was congratulating her daughter, no Dilawar Sheikh As if she was expressing her gratitude for the death of Dilawar and someone was busy commenting on this amazing event. 

Tanavash hid quietly like a traditional bride to avoid women's questions. As time went on, her heart was filled with fears. Thinking of a person like Kabir Dada, her courage was responding. Dilawar Sheikh's fate was according to her wish but her life seemed lost in the darkness. She don't know how long Kabir had to keep her with him. It was also possible that by the time the sun rose the next day, she would have crossed the threshold of the house with the gift of three words of divorce. How to cope. That's what everyone said. 

"Why is there no benefit?" She vehemently opposed her thinking. "I have taken this step to avenge the death of a brother like my father. Then I got married to Kabir Dada and got married." Then every man becomes entitled to his wife's body, so why can't Kabira get this right. And how can our marriage be called disrespectful? She kept reassuring herself in her heart.

Mother could not answer any of the women's questions except "All this is the grace of my lord". Sometimes she would start consoling herself and sometimes she would start asking for well-being from her God. Her heart was also full of contradictory feelings about Kabir. 

 At the same time, Kabir Dada Copper's face started turning in her eyes full of horror and masculine reason. She had dreamed of someone like that. Someone who could save her from every cold and heat of the time. Someone who could take out the eyes of the one who casts an evil eye on him, someone who would help her to get rid of all the fears and anxieties of the world from her heart. And he was like that.

For an hour and a half, most of the women had left. Except for a couple of neighbors and a few close friends, there was no one left. Like the rest of the women, her friends were anxious to know the truth. They brought her into the room and at the same time Leena turned the question into words.

"Hey! ... He turned out to be a bit more of a great personality than what you said about Kabir . Tell the truth, where did you find such a groom?"

"Why, you were looking for someone like that."

Leena said in a sad tone. "By God, if you find someone like that, don't die happily."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Her mother walked towards the door. When she opened the door, she saw two women and a man standing. A shiny car was also parked in the street.

"Come on." She stepped aside and let them in.

"I'm sitting in the car. Bring the girl." The man was reluctant to enter. She didn't notice and took the women with her and went to Tanavash's room. She saw the two women as maids, that's why she went to the room without introducing them.

"Sit down, I will bring food." Her mother invited them to sit down.

"No, thank you, we have less time." They appeared in a hurry.

Tanavash's friends started supporting and lifting her. She hugged everyone in turn and cried with her mother.

Her mother caressed her back and began to comfort her, but she could not hold back her own tears.

"Please go, time is short." The two women hurried again.

Tanavash was walking with them. All her friends and Bushra were behind her. As she was leaving the door, she hugged her mother again. Seeing her getting more emotional, the women once again said for lack of time and asked her to walk.

Her mother kissed her forehead and separated her from herself and she sat in the back seat of the car between the two women. In the front seat was the same man with the driver who had knocked on the door.

As soon as she sat down, the driver pushed the car forward.

Tanush sat down with her head bowed between the two women. No one addressed her and she didn't try to talk to anyone herself. As the car was moving away from the house, she felt her heart sinking. 

She sat with her head bowed. Shame and modesty are the second nature of a bride and she was such a bride with whom no woman was acquainted with her. So the scenes from left to right were visible and she didn't want to see them. 

As soon as he stopped the car, she went out. The two women brought her to a luxurious room. They sat her on the bed and went out. Precious curtains hanging from the windows, carpets strewn on the floor in which the feet were sinking, fine couch sets and much more that she had only seen in TV dramas, or heard of from her rich friends. And now she too had become the owner of such a beautiful place.

"Master ..." A sarcastic thought arose in her mind and a bitter smile spread over her lips. It is not known how long Kabir had to keep her with him. 

For a long time she bowed her head and was lost in bitter and sweet thoughts until there was a knock on the door and before she could hide her face in the veil, an acceptable young man in a three-piece suit entered.

"Maybe it will be Kabir's secretary and so on." A possible thought echoed in her mind. But as soon as he entered the room and locked the door, she was startled.

"Kick ... who are you ... why did you lock it?" She stood helpless.

A meaningful smile appeared on his face. .

where is he?"

"Who is that ..." He said with an artificial surprise on his face and then shook his head. "Well ... well, you mean where is Kabir ?" He thought for a moment and said. 

"You have to be with me every day. Today I will have someone else tomorrow. I hope one day Kabir Dada will also give you an honorable meeting. ”

"Look, don't try to get close to me." She staggered back. There was a shadow in her mind. He had not even thought of such a great insult and disrespect. She thought he would come to her at night. The dreams of living with him all her life were shattered like a glass vessel.

 Somewhere she was thinking of plans to take him away from the world of crime, because of her loyalty and service. She was thinking of impressing and where she had fallen from the rank of mistress and midwife.