Begum jaan ( small story)

Truth came out

Akram came home his blood is still boiling his Noor has to go through this alone, made him extremely angry, he looked for her, she is going upstairs very lazily may be thinking something, he with long steps reached her took her arm before she could process she was in his room, he closed door, removed her head cover took her neck and started kissing so sensually that she got goosebumps, "Akram" she is shivering,
He turned her pressed her to wall took her hair in hand and kissed her back sensitively she again hissed "Akram" he had those unknown feelings awaken totally, he is not in mood come out he is in trance her skin is so warm and whenever he kisses it turns pink, he rubbed his morning shadow beard on her back, she couldn't take more she turned, he attacked her neck again, sucked the skin near her cleavage she hissed more "Akram" she is taking his name as if she praying, when he is about to go down more she harshly jerked him with all her strength and ran away like rabbit forgetting her veil, she is mess.

Akram kicked the wall, he couldn't bare the pain he is in, he ran to washroom took his meat in hands and closed his eyes, a moment ago what he felt came rushing to his mind within seconds he pumped out, his heart racing marathon he opened shower and stood for ten mins, changed and thumped himself on bed immediately slept.

After two hours he woke up got freshen up, the memory of kissing Noor is fresh in his body and mind, he ruffled his hair, took her dupatta smelled it  blushed like little young girl, with straightening mind and body came to dinning table sat on chair "Noor coffee"
Noor with shivering body and mind she brought coffee kept infront of him and turned to go, he held her hand "sit Noor have coffee with me"
"No I have work"
He forcefully made her sit gave her coffee cup to lips she took sip, "good, I am also feeling same shy blushing little scared and more of anxiety, hota hai" he took her hand under table and intertwined with her fingers started to drink

His mother came "beta I have news"
"Amar chachu talked to you?"
"No why?"
"Ammi listen to me please, ammi I am...
"Akram" his father roared, leaving both ladies he ran to main hall. He started beating him wild
"What is this Ahmed? Who beats grown up man?"
"Wrong sentence begum you should say who beats married son infront of his biwi"
"What?" All said in shock
"Yes, listen Azan what he did, he married Noor in Ameena Nikhah day, he manipulated everyone took yours and Amar signatures. This bathameez, behaya, bekaar Nalayak nikkamma aulad of mine" he said with shame

Azan shouted Noor, Akram panicked "no chachu she don't know chachu keep her away"
She came running with fear, her father slapped her hard, Akram took her into tight hug, shouting "she forgot everything, she forgot our Nikhah, she is clueless as you people, I beg you stop touching her kill me if you want, please"
"Allah?" His mother gasped "what have you done Akram?"
"I was insecure ammi, I want Noor for myself, she is innocent kindhearted and always forgive people understands everyone, how and when I fell for her Allah knows, at Ameeda Nikhah she looked magnificent, I don't want anyone eyes on her, I got only one idea it's Nikhah, I begged qaazi shab, he didn't agree but after asking Noor some questions he agreed we did Nikhah she said qubool hai, she gave sweets to all saying Akram did Nikhah with me, you all laughed, to keep it secret I never talked she eventually forgot, but ammi I became responsible, I joined office while studying, I want to fulfil all my Noor wishes, she is too good, she never asked me more than I can provide, I took her full responsibility, think chachu last time when you bought something for Noor? I even stopped taking allowance of mine and Noor long back, I earned from hard work, I protected her, I took care of health, food, safety, studies, even her manners, cooking, I ate whatever she cooked burnt food too, allah kasam ammi I never crossed my line not even once, but it hurts ammi, you made my biwi to cook for that Dayan really ammi? Do you know how much it hurts? She is my Noor ammi and I am only hers, she is always insecure as all her classmates college girls nag her about me you had added ghee on it think yourself on her place how horrible it might be? She loves me deeply ammi but she don't know anything she is forcefully stopping herself from me she is dying from inside with confusion. I know it's all wrong but I had no choice I am trying to explain to her, I beg you all please Nikhah padvadigiya please" he sat on knees and cried still hugging Noor to his heart already his shirt is wet, she is crying too.

"You should have asked my permission Akram she is my daughter" Azaan roared.
"Yes I was naive and stupid impulsive too, I am sorry chachu I know my mistake it cost me a lot, it kept my Noor in all time confusion and pain I am sorry"
"She is child then Akram, you stolen her right you stolen her childhood" her mother said with tears
"Not true chachu I never did, look at Naina and Noor, what you say that is freedom result then I am happy not to give her such freedom she don't need arrogance or bathmeeze, she is pure at heart"
"You are taunting my parenthood Akram? I should send you jail on cheating case" Azan roared
"Shut up everyone go to your rooms now we will discuss this tomorrow, you Akram come here" his grandfather called Akram came holding Noor safe
He slapped Akram tight, "love don't have insecurities Nalayak you had that's all explains everything, go take bachi make her sleep first she may faint" Youssef said with disappointment and anger.
Akram took Noor in arms came to her room , he took her to washroom, washed her face, dries it with towel, opened her hair combed neatly made plated, then made her sleep on bed, "Noor don't take stress, don't think much be good girl sleep close your eyes now" he closed her eyes, with in minutes she slept,

"Chachi let her sleep, don't ask her anything please"
"Why why you did this?"
"I want her for myself chachi just mine I am stupid but proud of my Noor, she is Heera and my choice is nekh, even if I die now I will be a proud man, though I want to live with her for eternity."he said with smile
Shahnaz is looking at him blankly "who doesn't want a jamai as him? She watched evolving how dearly he kept her Noor, she is proud of her own daughter and jealous too" she laughed at herself for her stupidity.
"I always thought when she gets married she will cry for you rather than me"
"I always said we will keep her in our wings chachi don't worry" both laughed
"Go chachi I will look after her your shohar is now burning in anger planning to kill me in many ways many times"
"He need to repent not angry" she huffed and left.

When Akram entered his room, his father is ready to pounce on him, he started running, his father to ran back of him, whole room became mess, Akram stood still "baba stop see how we made room Noor will kill me" he said worriedly
"You deserve it Nalayak how can you do that?"
"What? Really? After I gave you my so emotional pain story you still ask me how pathetic"
"Nalayak if you asked nicely we would have made that Nikhah nah"
"Happened see we all have stories about this, you can tell all your grandchildren about my this adventure proudly"
"Proudly?" He held his ear
"Aaa leave me it's painful"
"You deserve it"
"So when is Nikhah?"
"What Nikhah? You did it so what is their in doing again?"
"No no Noor has many dreams she want her Nikhah like dream wedding very cosy and beautiful"
"Noor Noor you are chanting her name like prayer"
"May be" he shrugged
"I will think"
"Baba I saved money for Nikhah and Meher baba don't worry"
"How much money you have?"
"Remember last summer I took a project daddu offered me half of profit to me for doing it perfectly, I got 30 lakhs, I saved more 10lakhs from start till now, Noor never demands anything except her necessities, so I saved"
"You are luck bastard Akram if not wives snatches wallet like they own it"
"I wish Noor too do that one day"
"You will start crying"
"No I will work more smart ways" he winked
He slapped again and left smiling.

Here at Azan room he is fuming with anger, shahnaz came , "look Naz how horrible he is? Did you see?"
"What horrible? You should be ashamed of yourself, everytime I asked money to buy for Noor you always said Akram brings don't worry, did you even realise you stopped paying her fees too, you disowned your own daughter long back for money, he at the age of 19 took your daughter responsibility,  now you are finding faults bravos!" She clapped
"You gave Naina deel, what happened she became arrogant and stupid. Everyone praises Noor and you feel proud but did you see how she is or how she is doing? So stop this nonsense and make them get Nikhah done again, he is good boy he kept our Noor still pure be happy for that, and you better spend money on her marriage if not this time you will loose your wife too" she said rage
Azan stood still, he felt bad but deep down he know she is correct, he is grumpy,
Naseefa came in knocking "shahnaz and Azan I am sorry on behalf of Akram I should have raised him better"
"No bhabhi no don't say that we are at fault too, we are sorry"
"What do you think we should do now?"
"Let us do Nikhah then, but after Naina Nikhah only" said Azan
"True" both ladies said with heavy heart.