"I didn't bring you here to stand silently, choose something for yourself." Wadan has to address her on noticing her eyeing the dress in her front without blinking her eyes. She was standing and lost in her thought. But when she heard Wadan's voice it was when she came back to her senses. "I don't need all this. I already have everything with me." She said while putting aside the dress from her front uninterestingly. They both were present in one of the biggest malls of the city. She doesn't want to come here but on the other side, it's Wadan who can't agree to what Hadia wants. Despite her resistance, he forcefully took her there. And now she was present with him here having an expressionless face. Her behavior and gesture were clearly speaking volumes of her lack of interest. And Wadan felt her this behavior. As he had already perceived that taking her out will change her mood a bit but it's not happened. Without expressing any glee she was strolling with him from one
PastSix years ago"Stop it Asfand, not anymore now. You have drunk enough."Laraib with a jolt snatched the glass, which was about to be near his mouth, from him and took it out of his reach. While frown appeared on Asfand's forehead on her this act."Mind your own business, you don't need to interfere in my matter."He said in a harsh tone while with a jerk snatching the glass of wine from her. In a single gulp, he finished the whole glass and placed it on the table."I'm your wife, Asfand. I have the right to interfere in your matter."Seeing him again filling his glass, Laraib tried to snatch the bottle from him but he took his that hand away from her reach. "You are my forced wife that's why I don't give you the right to interfere in my matter. It will be better for you if go away from here, Laraib."Taking in a single sip he was gulping it down his throat when he said in his harsh tone as he was letting her be aware of the bitter reality.While Laraib tightly clenched her lips
The door of her room was opened with a jerk with a loud thud. She, who was standing in front of the mirror analyzing herself, turned her neck back and was surprised to see Wadan standing in the doorway."Brother, you suddenly came. Is everything alright?"For a moment, she got scared seeing Wadan's red blood eyes. But she instantly hold herself together and came near him who was standing and glaring at her with furious eyes. For Laraib, it wasn't signaling any good news."What happened, brother? Why are you looking like...."But before she can complete her sentence a loud voice of slap echoed in the silence of the room. She with her hand on her cheek and with a look of disbelief and astonishment stood in front of Wadan and stared at him who was glaring at her with a devouring look."You slapped me, brother. But wh......"Like before this time also her sentence was left in the mid because of his other slap. And this time his slap was so strong that Laraib felt her is head getting dizzy
"No Asfand you don't need to come here. Hadia is perfectly fine. She just lost consciousness. And a bullet just passed by her."Wadan was pacing in the room while talking on the phone. It was because of his voice that led Hadia to open her eyes. The phone was with his ear and he was standing in front of her bed. His back was towards Hadia that's why he didn't saw Hadia regaining consciousness."No there's nothing to worry about and the doctor already told me I can take her home by evening."While talking with him as he turned towards her his face glowed with happiness on seeing her coming back to her senses."Asfand I will talk to you later. Hadia came back to her senses."After cutting the call, he desperately went towards her. While lying Hadia completely analyzed him. He was still in that shirt wearing on that day. His sleeves were folded to his elbow. His scattered hair....His face gives a look of tiredness which clearly indicates that he wasn't living in peace for a moment."Th
"Standing here with the bowed head isn't going to lessen my anger, Karim. I assigned you just a single work and you can't do it rightly."He said in rage glaring at his right-hand man Karim. If there was someone else in his place then he will be counting his last breaths. But the one standing in front of him is his right-hand man. He partnered with him in every worse situation. So despite his willingness, he can't vent his anger on her."I hired one of the best shooters but don't know how he missed his target."Karim said in tense rubbing his forehead. He didn't get this that how his shooter went wrong."And now where is your that best shooter? Hide him from the eyes of the police, I don't want any mishandling."Khan feels it necessary to remind him. Surely, after that incident police would be involved in it and he doesn't want to entrap himself in this."Nothing wrong will be going to happen Khan. Because I have finished the one whom you are fearing."Listening to this unfamiliar vo
She was settling the wardrobe while singing with herself. Today her mood was quite pleasant and the reason for her good mood was her mother with whom she just talked now.Sanam was now satisfied after talking with her. She told everything to her mother. First Mrs. Rukhsar got worried after knowing about her marriage but when she told him her marriage had happened with Asfand then she was relieved.Because she was already aware of Sanam's love.The burden of her heart was lightened after talking with her mother. And now she just has to tell everything to Asfand because of which he was despising her till today.She wanted to tell him that she was not a cheater but she was forced to do this.She can't forget that time when she came back home after Laraib set her and she tried to tell the truth to her father and brother but no one listened to her. Only her mother trusted her back at that time but alas who was there to listen to her mother? Because of her, the reputation of her father wa
"I am not getting anything Wadan, what do I do? My mind is totally numb now."Asfand clenched his hair in a fist and stood up from his place. After knowing such a big truth from Sanam a storm was running inside of him. And it was not dissipating in any way.That's why today he was at Wadan's place. He perceived that now only Wadan can help him in knowing the actual truth."You tell me Wadan either I believe what she just told me or I believe the truth which happened six years back."He turned towards Wadan while asking him. He already seemed to be engrossed in some deep thought.His eyes were fixed at some point. While listening to Asfand he kept the train of his thoughts running."Wadan, where are you lost? I am asking you something."Getting irritated by his continuous silence, now Asfand put his hand on his shoulder. On Asfand doing that, as if he came out of the world of his thoughts and ran his hand on his face.Getting himself prepared he got up from his place and stood right in
"What are you doing by standing here? Hadia, the doctor told you to take rest so you should take rest."As he entered the room and find Hadia standing with the wardrobe, he said in displeasure while standing beside her.But seeing her taking out her dresses from the wardrobe he kept looking at her unknowingly.But she kept on ignoring his saying and his presence and grazing her hands in the wardrobe. She didn't feel it necessary to respond to Wadan."What are you doing this? Why are you taking out your dresses?"On her silence, he again addresses her with forming frown on his forehead. And then slowly he turned her towards himself.She was ignoring him, since the day she came back from the hospital. Whenever he asked her something she used to answer him uninterestingly and ignorantly. And on that, Wadan just controlled himself.He didn't like it at all Hadia this behavior. His heart was paining and along with that, he was getting angered by her ignorance. As he was finding it hard to