"maaf krde mere bache mujhe.... Maaf krde..... M kuch bhi nhi kr paa rhi hu tere liye.... Maaf krde...." Aiman ji cried holding her daughters hand, for her shock Shehnaaz hasn't uttered a single word, nor she had cried since the last encounter with her abbu.
" ammi aapki galati nhi h..... Shayad meri kismat m mera ek mauhra banna likha tha..... Shayad esse hi saude k taur p mera nikkah hona likha tha..... Or isme aapne kuch nhi kia h..." Shehnaaz told her mother who was crying looking at her.
She was sitting in the room all decked up in her room. She was looking heavenly gorgeous in her red coloured joda. All the accessories were there but the most precious accessory was missing, her smile.... Well how could she smile.... In the late morning she got to know that her father bet her life and she was getting married now as her father lost the bet.... So as a compensation she had to marry the son of their rival.
"sanuu....." Ibrahim entered the room, his eyes mere misty, his little baby is getting married that too without her will and in the family which is a walking danger..... They still couldn't believe what their father had done.
"ji bhai.." a tear rolled out of his eyes and Aiman ji looked at shocked, this is the first time Shehnaaz had called ibrahim as bhai... It was always ibi.
"Sanu esse kyu bol rhi h meri Jaan"
"pata nahi bss esse hi mann kia to boldia"
"ab meri Baat Dhyaan se sunn.... Ye le.. Apne Paas..... Agar kbhi bhi tujhe lage ki tujhe khatra h to iska istemaal krna..... Baaki tera bhai sambhal lega..... M kuch bhi kr paa rha hu Iss situation m... Pr agar glti se bhi vaha pr kisine badsalukhi ki tujhse to unko unki jagah dikha dena....... Or sunn.... Marr Jaana pr uss Danish k aage kbhi mt jhukna... Kyuki essa hua to m tujhe khud maardunga...... Mujhe nhi pta uska beta kaisa h.... Ussi k jaisa hoga..... Bakwaas... Pr uss Danish k aage nhi jhukna h Shehnaaz bilkul bhi nhi " Ibrahim told her sternly and gave her one pocket gun and a pocket knife.
" ibrahim ye sab kya....."Aiman ji started.
" ammi..... Mujhe nhi pta vaha kya hoga... Kaise log h.... Bakwaas hi honge agar essi harqat ki h unhone... M nhi chahta iske Saath kuch or isse zyada galat ho" ibrahim said firmly.
"darna nhi h saanu.... Bilkul bhi nhi darna h" saying this he hugged her....
"ammi aap bhi aao..". Shehnaaz said forwarding her to her ammi who was looking at the duo with teary eyes.
"neeche maulvi sahab aagye h... Chalo... .." junaid ji came in and left after saying this.
He heard everything, he had seen everything... He heard what ibrahim said... He heard what Aiman said.... He observed how Shehnaaz didn't uttered anything against him.
He destroyed everything.... He destroyed there happiness..... He destroyed his daughter's life..... The guilt of his sin was eating him alive.
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"esse kaise nikkah kr rha h tu..... Mtlb tujhe pta bhi h ladki kon h.... Kaisi dikhti h..... Tu Pagal h kyaa..." Salman screamed from the phone. He was out of the town for some important work.
"yrr baba sahab n kaha tha... Ki ye nikkah krna zaruri h.... To bss mene hnn krdi...." Sidharth spoke from the other side.
"to tere baba sahab to bhot kuch Kehte h... Tu sab karega kyaa.... Unhone esse kaise faisla lelia or tune hnn krdi... Kya Bakwaas h ye..." Salman screamed.
"Salman baba sahab n jo kia h soch samjh kr hi kia hoga..... Ek lafz nhi sununga m unke khilaaf" Sidharth said sternly.
"hnn bhai.... Ja tu nikkah kr.... Parso tk aaunga m.... Tb dekhte h... Kya kr sakte h..... Dekh essa to h nhi tujhe koi or pasand h..... To fir uss ladki se Baat krlena Pehle to... Fir dekhte h kuch" Salman advised.
