"Laanat hai tujh par, Yaseen. Ya allah, meri naakh" Momin Bhai cried out holding his bloodied nose.
(Curse you, oh god my nose)
"I am so sorry, Momin Bhai." Yaseen said nonchalantly, not even slightly apologetic. His mind still engraved with the image of Dina and Meezan laughing together.
"Teri shakal se to lag nahi raha. Afsos ho raha hai na tujhe ki tune mujhe aur kyu nahi maara? I always knew you envied my attractive face." Momin Bhai glared, slapping him on the arm.
(By looking at your face it doesn't seem so. You are regretting not hitting me more, right?)
"Arrey-" Yaseen was about to debate his way into the conversation but Dina's voice stopped him mid-way.
"Momin Bhai! Aap yahan?--- Uff Allah aapke chehre ka haal ye kya ho gaya hai?"(You are here? Oh God what has happened to your face?)
Momin Bhai shot a deadly glare towards Yaseen who refused to meet his gaze.
"Ye tumhara nafsiyaati shohar mere chehre se jalta hai. Itna berehmi se maara hai is besharam ne--Oh Khuda." He growled.(This psychotic husband of yours is jealous of my face. He has hit me so ruthlessly)
"Oho Galti se lag gaya tha!"
(It was a mistake)
"Shohar?!"
(Husband)
Yaseen and Meezan exclaimed simultaneously. Dina and Yaseen's eyes widened as they realised Meezan had stood a witness to their whole conversation.
"Haan to, in dono ka nikkah hua hai. Mujhe aaj tak nahi maloom Dina ko is khanjar mein esa kya dikh gaya tha. I highly think she has a weak eyesight."Momin Bhai exclaimed ruthlessly, as he waved his hand in the air.
(Yes, these two are married. I don't know till date, what she saw in him.)
"W-what?" Meezan whipered, in a state of complete shock as he felt his heart crumble away into tiny pieces.
Dina nodded at him apologetically confirming the heartbreak of his already shattered organ.
Yaseen's chest puffed up with arrogance when the truth was finally out. This should show that Meesna Meezan to stay in his limits.
"K-kab?" Meezan stuttered, unable to conceal the pain in his voice.
(When?)
"Before we came here. Nobody knows." Dina said, fiddling with her fingers.
Meezan slowly gulped nodding his head, his eye balls starting to burn red.
His nazook heart was broken.
But, Meezan was thankful somehow to say the least. Atleast he wouldn't crush over someone's wife and that too Yaseen Bhai's. Meezan respected the boy alot."I'll bring a first aid kit and icepack, please stay here." Meezan finally said, as he lowered his gaze trying not to look at Dina who was already eyeing him curiously.
Momin Bhai moaned in pain once again, as he slapped Yaseen's arm.
"Maine ab Gul e Rana ko kya moo dikhana hai. Bichari ka engine na fail hojaye mera chehra dekh kar."(What face will I show to Gul e Rana? Her engine will fail after seeing my face.)
Yaseen scowled as he rubbed the spot where he had hit him while Dina kneeled down against a pillar seeing Meezan walking away and then she questioned.
"Kahan hai waise aapki Gul e Rana? And how did you escape the police?"
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Written in the Stars
Short Story❝ your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.❞ ~ Hafiz - ✨A collection of short stories waiting to be read✨ Grab onto your popcorn buckets and strap in for the ride! -