"Zahra wake up" Dua shook her body, trying to wake her up who was sleeping soundly without any worry. "Noooooo. Not yet!" She slurred in her sleepy voice, pulling the pillow over her head. "Stupid. Wake up. You've to get ready. Today is your rukhsati." Her eyes wide opened as her words registered in her mind and she abruptly sat up, rubbing her eyes. "What?" "Yes. The beautician is waiting for you" Dua announced. "Where?" "In your mother's room. You'll be getting ready there. Its already 11 and the function is at 5 so get up, hurry up before Dadi comes here." Zahra nodded her head. Her heart felt heavy. Finally the day has arrived and no miracle happened which could save her. She got up and went inside the washroom to take a shower. She was fearful what Irtaza will be doing with her at night. She had agreed to him that night. She was so afraid to face him. She didnt want this rukhsati. She didn't want this marriage. And today is the day, she has to leave everyone and settle h
"Daniyal, how are you? Are you hurt?! How did you call me?! Daniyal! Are you alright?!" She bombarded. "Zahra! Zahra! Listen carefully. I'll tell you everything. I'm waiting for you in the car at backside of haveli. Come fast. We've barely any time left." He said breathlessly. Her eyes widened with surprise, he was waiting for her. But she can't go with him now. She knew Irtaza is very powerful and he will hunt down the whole city in her search and Daniyal's life will also be in danger. She find no use in going with him. She had accepted her fate, though she wanted to, wanted with her whole heart to go with him but she can't. "Daniyal I can't come" "Why Zahra? Are you in your senses?" "Because....its my rukh...sati today-" "I know, come at the backside fast." "Daniyal, no I'm sorry. If Irtaza came to know about it he will kill me. He will kill you and I can't take any chance on your life. You run and hide yourself somewhere safe where he can never reach you." "Zahra there is so
Irtaza was in his room getting ready for the function. After an hour he and Zahra will have to appear on the stage when Shehryaar suddenly barged into his room. "Irtaza something happened to Asma aunty." he informed. "What?" "Yes we've called an ambulance already. She was sitting when suddenly she fell down, holding her throat." "Come" Irtaza said and they both rushed towards the main hall where the function was happening. Everyone was gathered around her. They pushed away people and got into the center. She was laying on the floor, her head was in Dua's lap and Saif was continuously massaging her hands while Haseeb her feet. Her breath was hitched and she was breathing with difficult, her eyes were widened. Everyone was screaming to call for an ambulance which was on its way. Irtaza looked towards Shehryaar who was looking at him with a familiar gaze. He squatted down and asked Dua to make her sit and support her back. While Shehryaar ordered for a container which the maid abru
"I'm Moosa. Are you Zahra." the stranger said. "How do you know?" she gulped. "I will tell but first you've to come with me." "Why would I come with you?" "You've to otherwise I'd have to take you by force." "No. I wont come. Please go away." "Hey mister, stop bothering us and get that car off of infront of us." Daniyal said, diverting his attention. "You're free to leave but Zahra can't go." he drummed his fingers, looking at him challengingly. "Fuck off bastard. Who the fuck are you?" Daniyal boomed. "I told you already I'm Moosa." He smirked. Paying no need to him, Daniyal jerked the gear and begin to reverse the car but it was a one way road and his car was standing in the middle blocking the way of his car in every way. "Go wherever you want to but bhabhi your tracker will tell us your every location." Her eyes widened and she guessed it right away. He was Irtaza's man. And something snapped inside her as panic jabbed her senses. "Daniyal, please you run away! Please
"Wh..at?" She croaked out, looking towards him with teary eyes. "Shot him right on his head." "No..never...no." She whimpered, her throat clogging with tears and shooked her head violently as if it will convince him. He held her hand which had the gun, it was shaking so badly, and targeted right on Daniyal's head. "Kill him and I will divorce you right now." "I don't wa...nt div...orce." "But you've to kill him today Zahra." "Please stop!" She was horrified. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" She cried out, her voice breaking. "I already to...ld (hiccup) you I didn't wa...nt this marr...iage, I nev...er (hiccup) asked you to mar...ry me and you never ask...ed me whether I've some....one else in my hea...rt (hiccup) You said that you lo...ve me if it's rig..ht for (hiccup) you to ma...rry me against my will in my love then its also right (hiccup) for me to go with him in his love. I can't kill him. If you'll make me do that I'll kill myself!" She cried out, it was the first time in her life
She was now totally in his hands at last and now he could do whatever he wanted to do with her. They both were going to be alone at his mansion as he had ordered strictly every haveli member not to be at his place until he permits because he wanted to spend some quality time with his wife. He was driving the car at an unusual speed, it was fast way too much fast. Her every deed was coming infront of his eyes and his anger was increasing more and more but he was not a person to release all his anger once. He had a sadistic mind and he had vowed to punish her in the worst possible way and releasing all his rage at her once didn't sound a fascinating task to him. He will punish her slowly and in such a painful way that she will spend every second of her life, drowning in regret. He hated her but at the same time now he didn't want to accept that he loves her though he knew a part of him, still loves her wholeheartedly. They reached at his mansion and her breathing quickened immediately
Mature content ahead. You've been warned. ............................. The door of his room opened and she came out, slowly before closing the door. Her body was quivering with aftershocks, he was relentless, he hadn't let her wait for a second and orgasms after orgasms had continuously hit her. She felt humiliated at her own body's reaction. Pain was etched on her face as she limped towards the stairs. Her hair were opened and she was cladded in her black bridal dress. She was slowly limping towards the stairs when the pain between her legs increased and she immediately sat down on the floor, the pain was too much for her. Her whole body was in immense pain, her face was blemished with red and blue marks while her whole body was covered with red and purple hickeys which started from her neck. She was trying to breathe but as if her breath was stuck in her throat, she couldn't breathe properly, her private area was throbbing and burning with pain but she knew she cant spend the
Suddenly, the door knocked, grabbing her attention and she immediately covered her face with her hair so no one can't see the marks on her face. Two maids entered inside causing her to abruptly sit up. "Good morning ma'am." she greeted, holding a glass of water in her hands along with a some medicines. "Good morning" Zahra greeted back in her low voice, shielding her face with her hair. The maid handed the after pill and the water to Zahra, which she took. "Ma'am you've to take these pills whenever-" "I got it" she answered before the maid could continue, it was so humiliating for her and gulped down the pill before passing the glass back to maid. "These are your clothes for today" she pointed towards the maid who was behind her, holding a hanger in her hand, on which a dress was hung, "and the washroom is there, all the toiletries are present, after taking shower you'll be having your breakfast and ma'am you're not allowed to leave this room until sir calls you." she told. "And
TWO MONTHS LATERThe truth has revealed its cards now. Everything was open and visible to everyone. They knew what happened with Jaha Ara. What Shabbir did. What Agha did. Who was the culprit. And who was the victim. Agha was dead. Haider was dead. Nayab was dead. A month has passed since the demise of Haider. The last time he was found conscious was at the grave of Jaha Ara. They did not know what his last words were but only that woman who rested six feet down the ground. Haider has died of a weak heart. His heart became further weak when he had come to know about the truth of Jaha Ara and when he had realized that Jaha Ara had loved him. At the hospital, near his deathbed had stood there Nayab who had disconnected the ventilator, depriving his unconscious state from oxygen. Nayab was a nurse at the hospital where Haider was admitted. She had always considered Irtaza the reason for what has happened with her family and to avenge on her dead family, she decided to take Ha
As mentioned earlier, Haseeb took Dua back to Pakistan. The whole family was surprised to find the couple there. Her father had stopped everyone from asking any questions from Dua and let her relax so no one pressed her. He did not yet disclose about their nikkah to the family. He was just finding the right time. The right time that would come after knowing the reason behind his grandfather's hand in Dua's escape. Dua did not tell him anything, and he did not press her further as well. He had a hunch that there was something going on. Something heinous which had been kept from the whole family. The more he thought about it, the more puzzled he got. So he stood up and decided to confront Dua on his own again. The haveli was drowning in silence as the night had sprawled in the sky. Haseeb advanced towards Dua's room. Slowly, he turned the handle and entered and found her laying on the bed, turned to her left. Her eyes glimmering under the moon ight. Quiet yet conveyed her emotions.
They considered her as a threat. Both of them. To the legacy of her grandfather. That was why they had her escaped. Shabbir Haider would've sustained the blow of the whole world knowing the truth but his grandsons. Because they were to continue his legacy. He had really worked hard on both of them. And managed to make them as cruel as he had been. Jaha Ara was a thorn in his path which he efficiently plucked out. He wanted the mafia to grown and both his grandsons were his shoulders. If Dua had told them of the truth then an apocalypse would've fallen on him. An apocalypse which his old shoulders won't be able to sustain. His grandsons were his reflection and Shabbir Haider was well aware that what could be done to him by them because he made them what they were now. He had just put-forth these qualms infront of Dua and for the sake of good moments and good memories and the goodness she had noticed in him, she spared him from the wrath of both her brothers. Yet that moment when s
Two years later"What is my name?" His voice, dark, as he directed the question to the shivering soul. His men surrounding him. The cold weather of the States made him wear black long-coat, underneath which he wore, black pants and shirt. And his hands stuffed in his pockets, were covered with gloves. Black gloves. Which he usually wore whenever he'd go to such missions."Ha-haseeb... Haroon... S-syed," the man, on his knees, answered."Good," he sat down."Now tell me where is she?" he asked. "I...I don't know...sir,"And it was the last nail in the coffin as he lost patience. He shrieked out of annoyance and the gun which was in his grasp came down to that man's temple, making blood gush out of his forehead as he fell back."Where the fuck is she?" he asked again, widening his eyes. The man couldn't utter a word as he laid there, shivering. He shook his head to himself before squatting down to his level. His fingers threaded in that man's hair as he made him sit. Boring his eyes
A month.A month has been elapsed but there was no sign of Dua. The sky fell upon the haveli after comping to know of Dua's elopement. Despite trying and utilizing their hundred percent of resources, the trio, Irtaza, Shehryaar and Haseeb couldn't find Dua. She was gone.Gone for good.The day her absence and elopement was confirmed, Irtaza had straight away headed to investigate Zahra. FlashbackZahra was in her room, playing with her little baby girl Jaha Ara while Mujtaba played with a colorful ball somewhere in the room. A maid stood near Zahra to help her if she needed any.Zahra's eyes were sparkling with joy as she held her daughter's little and soft hands who was giving out a toothless smile."Sab sei pyara kaun hai?" she asked, playfully to her daughter, who couldn't understand anything but still gave out a jolly laugh.(Who is the most beautiful?)"Jaha Ara hai," Zahra said, brushing the pad f her forefinger against her little nose.(It s Jaha Ara)When suddenly the door
In the room, Irtaza's grey eyes were struck on his laptop screen as he was working on something. To his left laid Zahra whose small snorts were echoing in the room followed by the tick-tock of the clock.He had been trying to focus but his wife's snorts weren't letting him. It's been half an hour already. Her snorts were too heavy that first he had awaken up from his sleep and despite trying to focus on his work, he couldn't. Sighing, he atlast closed the lid of his laptop and placed it aside before laying down and bringing her closer to him. He scooped her in his arms and it was not long before he nuzzled into her neck. He couldn't resist inhaling her fragrance. It provided him calm.Whenever he would be upset, the only thing that could calm his nerves was her scent. "Senorita," he whispered in her ears, trying to wake her up. She gave no response and continued snorting."Senorita," her name again released from his mouth as his fingers caressed her earlobe."Wha...is..t, Irtaza?"
"Mama! Mama!" Two years, Mujtaba called out at Zahra who was making dinner in the kitchen. He rose his little hands and caught the hem of his mother's shirt as he was trying to stand up.Her eyes moved towards the wall clock as she quickened with her preparations."Gul zaadi!" Zahra called out for one of her maids and she came running."Yes madam?""Please can you take Mujtaba to his room," she said, before squatting down and grabbed the crawling toddler in her arms."What does my beautiful prince want?" she asked, running her finger against his little nose.Mujtaba laughed, opening his toothless mouth and moved his small hands towards his mother's cheek before rubbing his hands against her cheek."Ay! Ay! Ma! Ay" he uttered gibberish but Zahra smiled."Ma's life. Why are you so cute?!" She rubbed her nose against his and kissed his lips before handling Mujtaba to Gul and she took him away as Zahra continued making dinner.Today was Irtaza's birthday and she had decided to surprise hi
At the university, on insistence of her friend she went out for shopping that too without security and she couldn't inform him as her phone's battery was dead and her friend's phone had ran out of balance. She didn't want to go without informing him but her friend was insisting too much. "Hmn?" he slightly raised his brows when she didn't answer. "Out with my friend... to a restaurant," she answered. "And did you inform me?" "I was about to... but my phone ran out of battery" she mumbled the last part. "Then why didn't you tell by using someone else' phone?" he interrogated She couldn't find any answer to that. Her friend was persisting too much and she wasn't able to think straight so she just go with the flow. "And you didn't even take the security along with you?" he asked again, the slight anger was evident in his voice which made her heart skip a beat. "She felt awkward in my guard's presence," she replied, looking down. She knew she was at fault. He walked towards her
4 months later"Irtazaaaaa!" Zahra called out for him from inside the bathhroom."Yes?" he asked, standing infront the mirror getting ready for the office."Umm....actually..." she said, as if contemplating, blush creeping on her cheeks."Yes senorita?" he said, moving towards the restroom. A slight smirk playing on his lips, well aware why she was calling."Actually...""Yes actually?" he smiled."Bathrobe" she replied in one go, "where's my bathrobe. I didn't take any clothes and I know you've it. Give it to me, Irtaza!" she whined, forwarding her hand out of the door.He immediately took her cold hand in his warm ones, giving a kiss on her hand.She turned red."Irtaza...bathrobe""No" he said, leaning against the wall."Irtaza... give me bathrobe or I'll come out and.... huh" she stopped with a gasp on realising what she just said."Oh if that's the case, then I don't know what a bathrobe is. Come out senorita and tell me" he laughed."G acha. Ap ney keh dia aur mei maan gayi. Kal