His Delicate Queen

##//betrayed//##

Shehnaaz was exhausted with the drama. But now she was fine because her shouhar-e-naamdar had given her some assurance. She sighed sitting on the bed of their room.

"Aur bataye begum sahiba...kaisa lag rha hai ro ro ke aankhe suja ke.. ?" He joked plopping besides her making her glare at him cutely.

"Kya...ghoor kya rhi hai aap.... Aapne itne aasu bahaye hai... Ki mujhe doubt ahi aaj palace mein paani ka shortage na padjaaye ....." He joked again this time earning a pillow from her.

"Hawww.... Kaisi begum hai aap... Apne shouhar ko maar rhi hai..." He said dramatically, snickering on his own joke.

"Aisi hi begum hai hum...koi problem aapko???... Aap humaare shouhar hai... Agar dusri aurat aap par haq jatayegi to hume boora nahi lagega...." She said scowling cutely.

"Accha...to begum jealous ho rhi hai humari...." He said pulling her in his arms.

"Jealous hoye humaari jutti.... Hum kyu jealous hoge... Aur sidharth mazak na kare .... This way too serious than you think. Don't taki it lightly." She said sighing And he sighed too. He knew she wasn't wrong this is serious. He was joking because he wanted her to smile because she had cried a lot. And his heart bled a little with her every tear. He know wanted to confront dadijaan.

Spending some more time with her sidharth left the room.

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"Hayat....." She called out for her lady-in-waiting.

"Ji begum...." She said bowing down.

"Aare...aap hume naam se bula sakti hai... Hume koi aitraaz nahi...." She said smiling softly at her.

"Par woh... shehenshah...."

"Hum bol denge na shehenshah ko...." She said smiling at the girl. She was beautiful but little introvert too.

"Nahi... Phir bhi dar lagta hai .... Faizal bhai bhi datenge...." She said in a low voice.

"Aare koi nahi datega....idhar baitho...." She said patting the space on the bed.

"Hum...." She asked looking at her beautiful wide eyes.

"Hanji aap....baith jaao...koi nahi bolega kuch ...." She said politely to the girl who nodded reluctantly. She was very small. With height But had a perfect body.

She sat reluctantly next to her.

"Aapki umar kya hai....." She asked softly.

"Umm....15??" She said softly making her gasp.

"Yaa allah to aap yaha kya kar rhe hai... Ye aapki umar nahi hai kaam karne ki...aap ko padhna chahiye ...." She said looking at the little girl shocked. She was barely a teenager and these people sent her to work.

"Umm.... ladkiyon ko padhate nahi hai humaare yaha....par acha hua shehenshah hume yaha laaye.... Waha pe humare abbu humaara nikah karva rahe the.... Voh to faizal Bhai hume yaha laaye kaam ke bahane...." She said not once looking up. Shehnaaz felt so bad for her. She was just 15 and her parents were marrying her off. How cruel this society can be. It was her age of studying dreaming and enjoying and not of working or getting married.

"Aap...ko kisine yaha matlab ... Aap thik ho yaha...aapko padhna hai aage???" She asked the little girl who looked at her with wide innocent eyes.

"Par hume padhayega kon??... Humare yaha ijaazat nahi hai ladkiyon ka padhna...." She whispered softly making her heart bleed.

"Voh aap mat fikar karo...apko padhna hai ya nahi batao...." She asked desperately. She can't let the girl suffer like herself. She couldn't manage to study but she can't let this soul suffer the same as her.