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Instead of going back to college I came back to home from restaurant. I was crying and sniffing due to what I was facing in my life. I was fighting with my own heart which was going towards Zamil and my soul was stopping me to do anything wrong.

In this tug of war I was dying hundred times in a single minute.

"I don't have any other choice other than him... He is my husband... I'm already married how can I think about anyone else?" I grabbed my hair in both fists while crying and mumbling. Somehow few hours passed and I got ready to go out to meet him, he didn't tell where will he met but I was waiting for his call.

Richa entered in the home with Vihaan and felt strange when found me ready to go somewhere, it was unusual as I never go anywhere other than college.

"Where are you going?" Richa asked and I think for a moment before answering thought the answer wasn't difficult but the situation was!

"I have some work"

"At this time!" Watching the clock Vihaan asked and I nodded

"What happened in restraunt? And where you both went after lunch?" Richa asked a mischievous question but I was silent for a few moments then ''We didn't go anywhere!" I replied without looking at her

"Oh.. Seriously?" Richa  asked with a smirk "Then why you both didn't come back college after lunch?" Vihaan asked and Richa nodded with the same naughty smile on her face, at the same time my mobile started ringing.

"I have to go somewhere" Saying that I stepped out from the home while recovering Abbas' call.

"Ohhooo dinner date on very first day of Confession! Not bad..." Richa tease me and

"Girl you're going so fast" Vihaan added but I was talking to my husband so I didn't replied and stepped further.

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"Tumne mujhe Yaha kyu bulaya?"

(Why you have call me here?)

I asked him while getting out from auto rickshaw and he paid the driver before I could bring out money from purse

"Ten'nu kuch diwauna si."

(I wanted to show you something)

Abbas said whilst moving forward on the road and Shama followed him.

"Magar kya"

(But what?)

Abbas ignored my question and keep walking on the road, then he entered in a streat and I confusingly walking after my husband. Taking a few steps ahead he open the door of a small apartment and we both stepped in. I looked the empty home with full of confusion

"Kis ka ghar hai ye?"

(Whose home is this?)

I asked looking here there and he pulled me in a side hug.

''Ee Sadda ghar hai"

(It's our home)

Abbas said and my eyes become wide.

"Hamara ghar!"

(Our home!)

I exclaimed and Abbas nodded with a smile.

"Do saalan to asi ik duje to dur haan... Ab hor Sahin nahi hunda, tu wadiya wadiya parhayi kar, change number la kar vakeel ban magar asi sath wich rawange"

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