"I…. I…ev….ever…every…. everyone…l…le…left….m…me. E….ever…everyone….h…ha…hate…m..me. N…no…o…one….l…lo…love…m….me." As Biya stepped into his room, she saw Sikandar Shah was lying on the bed with closed eyes. He was murmuring something to himself. Most probably, he was drowsy.A bandage was tied on his forehead. While his arm and leg were hidden because of the comforter he was taking. Biya abruptly walked towards the bed. She leaned on him to try to listen to his murmuring. But she wasn't getting anything that he was saying.She can clearly see the feeling of pain from the bruises on his face. With her trembling hand, she touched his extremely red face. And she felt as if she put her hand in a fire.He was burning with fever."Ohh no, he is burning in a high fever that's why he is murmuring." Now Biya's anger and irritation for Sikandar Shah was replaced by her concern for him. After looking at him, now she was pacing in his room in restlessness."Why do I care? Let him die." And finall
Since yesterday, today Sikandar Shah was feeling much better. He still has a fever and his bruises were still paining him. He was facing difficulty in sitting on the bed.But after yesterday when the doctor changed his bandage three to four times, he was feeling better now. Faird came to his room. He came forward and gave him his support and helped him sit on the bed.And then he also sat in a little distance from him on the bed. He picked up the bowl of the soup and after filling the spoon with soup, he forwarded it towards his master. Sikandar Shah silently kept eating the soup."No more." After taking a few spoons, he stopped him. "Sir please, a little more…it's really needed for you. You must be feeling quite weak." Farid said in a requesting tone. "No Farid, not anymore. You go and put the laptop near me. And call Saif to visit here in the evening." Sikandar Shah told him in a weak voice."But sir, you are ill…..""I didn't ask your opinion, Farid. Do what I said." He said, loo
"Good job Saif." After thoroughly studying the file, Sikandar Shah put the file on the side table. Saif came a while earlier with the files he was asked for. Right now Sikandar Shah and Saif were in the study room."Thank you, sir.""When is the delegation coming from the USA?" "Sir, they are coming next week. And your meeting will be arranged with them.""Hmm good. Ok Saif, then meet you in the office tomorrow." After a good amount of discussion related to office matters with Saif, Sikandar Shah finally said to him."But sir, now you need to take a rest," Saif said looking at the condition of his boss who really needed complete bed rest for now. "Now I am alright. See you soon.""Ok sir, get well soon.""Thanks, bye." "Sir, should I take you to your room?" After Saif left, Farid came inside. "Hmm let's go." With the support of Farid, Sikandar Shah came to his room. "Sir, do you need anything else?""Yes Farid, bring me a strong cup of coffee.""Yes sir." Saying that, Farid came
"Please, Papa, Haya pick up the call." For a long Biya was present in the garden which was on the back side of his mansion. She was hiding herself there between the congested plants while constantly trying and dialing her father's and Haya's number. But none of them were picking up her call."Why they are not picking up my call? May everything is fine. Papa…. whether something doesn't happen to Papa. Please Haya pick up the call." With shivering hands, she kept on dialing her number, and along with that, the pearls of tears were rolling down her cheeks."Haya, please pick up…" Putting the mobile closer to her ear, she was praying for receiving up her call. Meanwhile, someone came there and snatched the mobile from her hand. She quickly turned around and looked back but after seeing Sikandar Shah standing behind herself was enough to make her freeze at the place. Biya felt her heart will stop beating."Ohhh, so you were calling to Haya and Zaman." Sikandar Shah checked the call histor
"Hmmm…. it's delicious, Zaniya. I eat such a delicious lunch after so many days." Hammad can't stop himself from praising Zaniya while eating enthusiastically. And Zaniya also just smiled at his actions.Hammad visited Zaniya after so many days and after coming here he requested Zaniya to make his favorite lunch. Now along with eating it, he was praising her as well her heart out. "You devil…just stop coaxing and tell me why you didn't bring Rimi (Hammad's sister).""God's sake, Zaniya, I won't bring that witch girl. Bringing her here means she will not spare a second to make you feel regret from her annoying acts. And secondly, I won't bear to allow anyone to claim their right on your love which is only for me let alone that feisty girl. Ufff…. Zaniya I feel very jealous when she tries to rob my love." After eating lunch, he was collecting the dishes and speaking non-stop. And Zaniya can't stop herself from smiling her heart out at his childish act. Today Hammad was feeling relieve
Sikandar Shah POV"No…. I don't feel any empathy for her. I hate her, I really hate her. She deserves this punishment. Her squirming and yearning are what make me feel at peace. Yes, I really feel peace in torturing her…""Wow great, Sikandar Shah you consider yourself a very strong man, then what happened? Is this what you call manhood? You got scared of a weak and harmless girl. Tsk….tsk ... .so sad that you also have such lower thinking.""N…no. I'm not scared of that girl at all. I hate her extremely same as before." He yelled at his reflection originating in the mirror in front of him. Once again, his conscious was standing right in front of him."Right…if that is so then why didn't you take your revenge from Mr Zaman. Because he is the one who is your real culprit. And about Biya Zaman, what is her wrongdoing? It's just that she can't do anything by herself in this male-dominated society. And by showing your masculinity to her you are proving your dominance and making her feel
Taking the mug of coffee she came back to his room where she saw Sikandar Shah leaning back on the crown of the bed. He was busy scrolling his mobile. After taking a shower, he was wearing loose trousers and no shirt. He was just wearing an undershirt. Seeing him in this state, Biya became nervous and quickly lowered her eyes. She put the mug of coffee on the side table of the bed and then stood at a distance from the bed.Picking up the mug Sikandar Shah glanced at her who was standing with bowed head and punishing her fingers. Sikandar Shah became annoyed with her doing this habit."Come here." He put the empty mug and his mobile on the side table of the bed and then gave her the order.Engulfing her saliva, Biya tightly shut her eyes and then took baby steps towards him because there is no other for her other than to obey his order.As she came closer to the bed, Sikandar Shah pulled her with a jerk and made her fall on the bed beside himself. While Biya wasn't ready for this sudd
"Haya, wear something better and then come to the drawing room." Haya's mother scolded her angrily as she came to her room. "Have you refused her?" Haya was standing near the window looking outside of it when she asked her."I will refuse her. You come there and meet her for once." Her mother told her looking at her angry daughter in a helpless state. "Let's go." Straightening her dupatta she came to the drawing room behind her mother. "Assalamualaikum…" She greeted everyone as she stepped into the drawing room."Walaikum salam, how are you, Haya?" After meeting with Saad's mother, she came back and sat beside her mother on the sofa."I'm fine, how are you?""I'm perfectly fine, Zehra and Zaman, you both know the purpose of my visiting here. I came here for the proposal of your pretty daughter for my son, Saad. You know Saad. I also liked Haya a lot. Now you just make sure to not send us back empty-handed." On the mention of her proposal, Haya dropped a complaining look at her mot