"What happened Sanam? I have been noticing you for the last two days you are quite silent. Is something bothering you?"Haadi said looking at her. She and Haadi were sitting in the lounge watching the TV. But Haadi was noticing her for a long time that her eyes were on the TV but she was lost somewhere in her thoughts. And after feeling that, Haadi has to ask her."No...No..... nothing is as such. Haadi, I am fine, you don't worry."Sanam on his calling came out of her thoughts and she said hardly made herself to smile. Now what she can tell him is that the reason for her worriedness is not something else but his brother and his behavior. And nowadays he was further intensifying Sanam's worriedness. After that night, along with distrust now fear also started resting in her heart for Asfand. Sanam felt that after telling him everything she can't end his hatred for herself, that hatred which has been in his heart for the past six years. And also he isn't going to believe whatever sh
"It's really nice to meet you, Sanam, truly you are the same as Aashir told me on the call."She was sincerely praising Sanam who was sitting near her. She then mischievously glanced at five years old Aashir who was sitting right on the front sofa. He was staring at her with love-filled eyes."Aunt Hadia as I told you before my mama is the best. You will also like her."Very innocently he said giving stress to his words. Then everyone sitting in the lounge chuckled at the way he made a gesture."I also find it nice to meet you. I heard a lot about you from everyone and today I meet you."Sanam gazed at Hadia and said genuinely to her.On her nikkah day, she happened to meet with Asfand. From Mr. Hayat, (Asfand's father), Haadi (Asfand's brother), and Aashir (Asfand's son) she just heard about Sanam, and today she finally meet with her."By the way truly speaking I am still not believing Hadia Wadan is sitting in our home and that too without Wadan and his guards. Does Wadan know you a
"Call Hadia to come here, immediately."He roared while taking off his coat and throwing it on the sofa. Seeing his demeanor and rage-filled voice his servant started shivering in his place. Despite working in Wadan's house for years they were still not used to his anger issues."Sir, Miss Hadia isn't in her room."That poor servant was telling him with lowered eyes and fearful of his reaction as if it was his mistake. While after listening to his maid, Wadan frowned on his forehead further deepened."What does it mean, if she isn't in her room then where she is?"With extremely stern expressions, he was glaring at his maid as if taking out his soul. "Sir she is in the lawn on the poolside."As his maid was done with his saying and wiped the sweat coming on his forehead, he went out with that speed towards the back side of his home for searching her.Right now he was extremely furious because of what Hadia did today. Only he knows how he controlled himself and his outburst. Otherwise
On the bed, he was tossing right and left restlessly and then glanced at the time on the side table clock. It was indicating one o clock of the night.After glancing at the time, he raised his neck and glanced at the sofa but like before he found the sofa still empty. An unknown restlessness was running in his body.He again turned to his right to try to sleep but sleep was far away from his away considering his condition.For the last two hours, he was in this state. For a single moment, he wasn't feeling peace. And the reason for his this restlessness is the presence of Sanam with Haadi in the lounge. They were still sitting there watching a movie.And here he was alone in his room restlessly tossing to right and left. After that night, a confrontation between him and Sanam rarely happened. She used to come late at night into the room when he drifted to a deep slumber. And she used to wake up early in the morning and came out of the room before his awakening.But meanwhile, the fr
PastSix years ago"No, it can't happen. He can't refuse me like that...."Using her full force, she threw the glass vase holding in her hand on the wall. Right now she was fuming in anger. She can't stop herself to destroy everything present in the room."He humiliated my love, my feelings. He can't do this with me."Now she took up the jug from the table and threw it on the dressing in front of her.The broken shredded pieces of glass were scattered everywhere in the room. "What's this going on, Laraib? And why did you make the mess of the room?"She, who was running her eyes here and there in search of destroying another thing, turned back to look at Wadan on his strict voice. With a stern expression on his face, he was standing in the doorway glaring at her. "Answer me, Laraib. What's this going on?"Seeing her silently gazing at him, he again called her and entered her room.He ran his eyes through the whole room and found broken things scattered everywhere on the four sides o
"Aashir son, you take this fried rice, I have made it, especially for you."Asfand, who was lost in his mobile checking emails while eating, hand moving to his mouth stopped for a moment on listening to her love-filled voice for Aashir. He turned his neck and gazed at his left side and saw Sanam sitting beside Aashir feeding him adoringly.A relief ran into his body on seeing this scene. His son is very dear to him. Still, he remember this quite well when Laraib announced her pregnancy news, how he became dumbfounded standing quietly for a long time.He was forced to marry Laraib. She can't become the replacement of Sanam in Asfand's life. A mistake that happened between them unknowingly has led to the establishment of a husband and wife relationship between both.How much shocked he was after listening to this news but on the opposite side Laraib wasn't happy with this news. He doesn't get to know the reason of it.And when for the first time he took Aashir in his lap, he felt as if
"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