Compromise

Chapter no 57

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São Paulo,
Brazil.

Abbiya POV.

He entered the room. I looked at him and my heartbeat skips.

Kambakht dil! zaleel, dheet, kameena... Har jagha se mar parwata ha ye dil hena?

He came forward and sit closed to me on my bed. I lay down, my back was to him. I closed my eyes because I don't want him to know my feelings. Firstly I want him to read my eyes but now I don't want this to happen. I felt his hand on mine, my body trembled for a moment. A tear left my eye.

I don't want to break in front of him. So I wiped off my tear.

"Aqib kisi marte hue insan ka muhabbat se bs hath pakar lo to shayad wo jee uhthey, Shart ha muhabbat se hath pakarne wala apka apna ho, jo apse toot k muhabbat kre. Lekin kisi jeete jagte insan ko zakhm de k zinda lash bana k usko galey se b laga lo to wo zinda ni hota...." I said.

Aqib POV.

She said and a tear rolled down my cheek. I felt that someone stabbed my heart with a sharp knife. I was speechless. I didn't reply. I can explain many things but it wasn't the right time. I keep quiet. Instead, I touch her pale face, then eyes caressed her hair.

I am sorry.... Mujhe pata ha k kabhi mafi ni mile gi... Shayad milni bhi nahi chahiye.... Daldal mein dhans gaya hu mein. Mere jaise insan apne pau pe khud kulhari marte hn. Hum jaise logo k naseeb mein muhabbat kaha hoti ha? Sawal ye ha k hum jaise log muhabbat k qabil hn? Ya kiya asal duniya mein us shiddat ki muhabbat payi jati ha jaise qisse kahaniyo'n mein hoti ha?

"Abbiya apko Asad ne bata diya hoga sab" I said in the low tone.

"Han" She said. I Stand up and went to the other side of the bed, her eyes were closed and I could see the tears trail. My heart ached. I kissed her on her cheek. I feel her, her face was emotionless. I clearly remembered her tinted cheeks when I used to kiss her, touch her, feel her, I remembered her lower gaze, She used to blush even on a romantic dialogue.

She was Right, I killed her, I am her murderer. I tore off her pure soul.

"Allah Hafiz, jaldi miltey hn" I said and kissed her forehead. I want to hug her so tight and cry on her shoulder.

"Allah Hafiz" she whispered.

Abbiya POV.

Kisi k jazbat k sath khailne ka ye konsa tareeka ha Aqib? Kisi insan ko Muhabbat se marne me ziyada maza ata ha isliye? Muhabbat ki mar bht shiddat se lagti ha or waar chokta ni isliye? Kiya Kaari Zarb lgayi ha apne...