Chapter 39

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"Please thoda sa khaale mere liye na sahi amma jaan ke liye" she quietly took some butter chicken and naan didn't spoke to him finished her meal and asks him to drop home already too exhausted doesn't wanna have ice cream when sidharth ordered her favourite chocolate chip topped with cookies and syrup. 

"Do you hate me so much ?" holding hand, while she tried to escape, his dark intense orbs questioning him with hurtful gaze. 

"Leave my hand, I don't want to disrespect or create a scene here, u forcefully dragged me for shopping then dinner, how do you expect me react ? I can't ... pretend to enjoy your company when it's too frustrating and suffocating" she wants to be alone, away from his presence or touch, cannot put an end to her emotions, she is messed up, confused and helplessly broken. 

"I am sorry meri jaan, I never wanted to force you .." he clarified, his tone low, hurtful and disappointed, she yanked his hand away. 

"Yet, you did .. you always do ... without acknowledging my state of mind it's not your fault shaadi bhi toh bina mujhse puche hamare family ne karwaye, I my choices, likes or dislikes doesn't matter to them, saman sai pucha jata hai kyun cause shehnaaz bewaqoof hai usko apne behtar mustaqbil (future) .. ke liye deicison nahi laine ayenge" she taunted, everybody at restuarant looked at them getting uncomfortable, sighing, rightfully grabbed her hand, moving towards parking area, she didn't protest quitely sat inside and drove home. 

"Mashallah, dono bache wapis agaye, kaisa tha dinner ?" zubaida ji, asked it irked shehnaaz literally done pretending to be happily married. 

"Kya huwa bache ?" worriedly, asked junaid ji furrowed eyebrows. 

"Kuch nahi huwa, aap sab mere jaan kyun nahi chod daite ?" she yelled, her tone was quite loud and disrespectful. 

"Yeh kya tareeka hai maa se baat karne ka ?" javed ji, asks due to which she sarcastically chuckled "I am sorry, badtameez hoon na aapke beti saman ki jaise tameez nahi" hurting them "chup chap andar chal shehnaaz" he tried dragging her upstairs before situation goes out of hand. 

He doesn't want her to disrespect them which she might regret later "haath chodiye, main baat kar rahe hoon na sidharth" he denied "ruko, mujhe jana hai aakhir shehnaaz kehna kya chahte hai" zubaida ji, interrupted. 

"Tum bhi toh mere bache hona" emotionally, uttered. 

"Nahi hoon ... main aapke beti" she cried, like a babe, sidharth rubbed her back and requested her to calm down. 

"Relax, chup hoja meri jaan !" anxiously, pleaded. 

"I am hurt mummy, why did you always prioritise her over me, kaash saman tarhan mujhe bhi kisi aur ne adopt kiya hota, atleast chote se bade hone tak baatein na sune padte ke saman mujhse kitne behtar aur samajhdaar hai"  

"Tameez se chalo, baat karo, khanna khao, utho baitho, uske tarhan cooking, padhaye karo, uske tarhan ambitious bano, aap ne kabhi bhi mujhe, proudly introduce nahi kiya, you have always been ashamed to have a daughter who disliked studying, I didn't even know why I was being compared to saman, it was because u wanted her to be here shayed aapko is baat ka bhi guilt hoga saman ke badle shehnaaz kyun nahi diya tha" zubaida ji, feels terrible never intended to hurt shehnaaz, her babe, she is equally important. 

"Nahi mere bache aisa bilkul nahi hai, I love both of u equally anjaane mein shayed mujhse bhool hogaye ho jiske wajah se tumne aisa mehsoos kiya" a very emotional zubaida ji cupped her daughter's face and explained. 

"I swear meri jaan, itne saal saman mujhse durr rahe isliye uske taraf pyaar thoda zayada hogaya lekin tum dono mere liye equal ho, I am sorry for not being a wonderful mother to you, I am sorry for making you feel low about yourself, mera intention sirf tumhe successful dekhna tha apne papa se ya amma jaan se pucho, I have never been ashamed to call you my daughter saman, rehaan, tum aur sidharth hamare guroor ho" she kissed her face. 

"I am sorry you felt disheartened or less important mera bacha, you were comparatively a naughty child being your mother .. I tried to teach ... you discipline and in that process maybe I broke you heart and confidence" 

"Tum sabse pyaare bache ho meri shehnaaz, I am proud of you sab kuch bhoola kar apne mummy ko maaf nahi karsakte ?" she hopefully, asked. 

"I love you mummy !" immediately, hugged zubaida ji weeping like babe sidharth amd javed ji blissfuly smiled. 

"I love you too, meri bache" wiping off tears, fondly kissed her head. 

"I am sorry, pehle kyun nahin bataya shehnaaz apne andar kyun rakha, l'd have learnt to become a better mother to you promise karo aaj ke baad ur going to be vocal about your feelings ?" she nodded. 

"I am sorry papa for being disrespectful !" she cutely apologised, javed ji happily pulled her into warm hug. 

"Tu kya wahan khada dekh raha hai, come here !" demanded javed ji, this widened sidharth's captivating smile.  

"Both of you pack everything, kal subah ki flight haina ?" sidharth nodded. 

"G ammi, fikar na karein sab hojayega" he assured. 

"Wahan jakar kaam mein masroof mat hojana .. meri bache ko ghoomane yaad se lekar jana hum check rakhainge" javed ji, commanded. 

They went upstairs, shehnaaz did her packing and sidharth completed an important project which couldn't be kept on hold. He was satisfied finally zubaida ji and shehnaaz cleared their differences, her outburst was much better than keeping inside and ruining her bond with them. 

What about their relationship ? 

Her ignorance and miscommunication is pushing him far away from her .. looks impossible to mend their bond yet hopes for new beginning. 

Where there is a hope, 

There is a will too, 

If she can forgive them, 

She can forgive him too. 

"Kaunse kapde pack karne hain ?" grabbing his attention, he smiled. 

"Tu mujhse puch rahe hai ?" he unbelievably, questioned. 

"Nahi, padosiyaun se .. ofcourse aap se puch rahe hoon" she rolled eyes. 

"Yeah right, karde if you want !" by wearing poker face, handed her clothes although from inside his heart is her first step towards him.

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