"ammi ye abbu ko hua kya h... Itne pareshan kyu h ye..... Kahi inhone kuch kaand to nhi krdia... Nazar rakho apne shauhar pe" Shehnaaz joked, she loved messing up with her mother.
"Shehnaaz Bakwaas Mt karo" her mother rebuked without even looking at her.
"nhi ammi ye bandar sahi bol rhi h mene bhi dekha h aaj kal baba kuch zyada hi busy h... Kuch to gadbad h" Ibrahim too came in the kitchen where they both were talking and kept his hand around Shehnaaz neck.
"bandar nhi hu m ibi" she said making him groan at the name.
"m na tum dono ko sachi bhot maarungi ab... Abbu h vo tumhare.. Sharam nhi aati tumko apne abbu k baare m esse bolta huye" she turned towards the brother-sister duo with a knife in her hand.
"ya Allah..... Abbuuuuuuu..... Abbuuuuuuu...... Babaaaaaaaaaa..... Abbuuuuuuu" both Shehnaaz and Ibrahim screamed running out of the kitchen.
"kya hua kya hua" junaid ji came hurriedly from his room.
"ye aurat Humko maarna chahti h" she explained.
"Humko chaaku dikhaya inhone" ibrahim too joined his sister.
"begum aap yeee.... " junaid ji started but kept quite looking at his wife death glare and the knife in her hand.
"dekha dekha abbu kaise kr rhi h ye.." Shehnaaz again started.
"Shehnaaz chup raho tum, pata nhi kb badi hogi ye ladki... Tumhare nikkah k Baad koi essi harqate nhi jhelega... Harqate sudharo tum apni..." she said making Shehnaaz sulk.
"m nhi kr rhi koi nikkah vikkah... M humesha yahi rahungi... Aapko hi apni harqato se tang krna h mujhe." saying this she started moving towards her room.
"oyeee ibi tu bhi chal yaha katleaam mach sakta h...." she said without even turning to her elder brother.
"yrrrr itni baar bola h mene tujhe ye ibi bibi mt kiya kr... Bada bhai hu tera" he groaned but still followed her as she left ignoring him completely.
Aiman ji smiled seeing the interaction while on the other hand junaid ji looked at Shehnaaz disappearing figure as soon as the marriage topic came up. The guilt of what he had done is not letting him live peacefully. It's extremely important for him to win the elections only if he wants his daughter safe.
"aree aapko kya hua h ab... Abhi tk to theek the aap" she asked her beloved husband who has developed bipolar kind of personality from past few days
"kuch bhi nhi hua h begum... Office or elections ka stress h bss" he explained.
"mene aapko Pehle Bhi bola tha ye aapka jo so called office or election h inki tension mere ghar m mt laaya karo...." she rebuked.
"maaf kijiyega begum.... Abse essi galti nhi hogi Iss kaneez se" she burst out laughing listening to him.
"chaliye jaaiye ab... Mujhe kaam krna h... Itne mulazim rakhne ka kya faayda jb sab mujhe hi krna h" she said grumpily and moved back to the kitchen.
He signed and moved back.
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"beta Khaana laga du aapke liye" zubiya asked her son who just came from somewhere, probably after killing or beating the shit out of someone.
"nhi" he replied rudely.
"beta thoda sa khaale aap, aap thake huye...."
"usne jb ek baar mana krdia h to tumhe samjh nhi aarha h..... Jaao yaha se" baba sahab came in between making zubiya ji go from there.
